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How about a Royalteeth fanfic with humanized Caine and Kinger as a schnauzer?
I don't think I feel quite comfortable with this request.
#its one thing to ask repeatedly on my main blog for your prompt#but i draw a line at nagging my side blogs for this#please leave me alone.#askbox
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Hi! Do you have an opinion on Human Caine and Kinger as a Schnauzer?
Had to look up what a schnauzer is, apparently it's a type of dog that looks like it perpetually belongs in a retirement home/SILLY
As for what I think? It's cute! I like to think Caine is an animal lover for every pet, dogs and cats alike. Kinger is also very fitting as a schnauzer, those things are such trembling creatures.
Thanks for the ask!
- Mod B
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So since AO3 is still down for me and won't be back until 11:45 PM..
I'm posting the marware fic here! I may as well repurpose this blog again for general fics anyway
Fic under cut(its marware)
Mario hummed happily as he strolled through the forest leading to Puzzles’ studio, humming his iconic theme song and, when that one was finished, the Puzzlevision theme song. He was just as happy as ever; He had finally recovered from some awful injuries and was free to do what he liked without concern! And of course, he was going to celebrate by kissing his TV headed boyfriend.
As he approached the studio and raised his hand to knock on the door, Puzzles opened the door and lifted him up excitedly, spinning around with the Italian in his arms as he laughed. Mario laughed along with him despite being confused.
When they finally stopped spinning, Puzzles placed Mario back onto the ground and held out a letter to the Italian, grinning excitedly. Mario noticed that the letter’s wax seal resembled the one they saw on a gala invitation a few months back. “Amore, what's this?” He asked, still smiling. Puzzles waved his hands excitedly, his screen flickering as his smile grew wider. Mario, realizing he probably wasn't going to get an answer, took the letter and tore it open, pulling out a neatly written invitation.
“Dear Mr. Puzzles, the Truffle Kingdom formally invites you to the coronation party of the newly appointed Queen Alyssa. You and your potential consort will be esteemed guests of her majesty and will be greeted formally by her.” The letter continued to list activities and options in the buffet, to which Mario closed the paper and looked up at Puzzles in shock. “Another ball?”
“We're esteemed guests! Isn't that amazing?!” Puzzles squealed, standing up and waving his hands excitedly. His antennae vibrated rapidly with his excitement, and Mario smiled. “It is awesome! I wonder if the others were invited too...” Mario looked out the forest curiously, and Puzzles quickly lifted him into his arms bridal-style. Mario blinked as his face turned as red as his sweater. “Uh-”
“Let's go find out!” With that, Puzzles burst running, the flustered Italian in his arms.
~
SMG4 looked over the invitation Meggy handed him with intrigue. The wax seal resembled the one on the previous invitation, as well as the handwriting being just as neat as before. SMG3 had already begun reading Tari’s invite, and a wide grin was spreading across his face. “You hear that, Four? We’re esteemed guests.”
“So I've heard.” Four replied, opening the invite to read it himself. Before he could actually cut the paper, however, Puzzles kicked open the door to the castle, carrying a very red Mario in his arms like a bride. Meggy and Three immediately burst into laughter at the sight of a stupidly grinning adware and flustered Italian, as if they swapped personalities. Tari clasped her hands together and awed, while Four simply scowled and rolled his eyes as he opened the invitation.
Puzzles giddily walked into the castle and set Mario down, to which the Italian breathed a sigh of relief. Meggy snickered. “Did he carry you all the way here?”
“Yes. He also ran here, so that didn't help, heh.” Mario chuckled as he fixed himself, standing up straight as he brushed off his overalls. “Did you guys get an invitation too?” He asked, turning towards Meggy as he fixed his hair. Meggy nodded and pointed to Tari and Puzzles, who were bouncing up and down in excitement. “Tari and Four got theirs earlier today, and we only just opened them. Did Puzzles get his?”
“Yep! Barely got a chance to knock on the door when he burst out and spun me around, hah!” Mario laughed, and Meggy chuckled. Four rolled his eyes and turned towards Three, who was watching Tari and Puzzles plan out outfits. “What’s up, dude?” He asked as Four approached him. Four held up the invitation. “3 days doesn’t seem like much time to prepare for a ball, don’t you think?”
“I think it’s plenty. We’ve got two days to shop for clothes, and after that, 12 hours max to do makeup!”
“... Are you going to wear makeup to the ball?” Four asked, blinking in confusion. Three gestured to his eyes, which had a faint purple eyeshadow on the lid. “I wear makeup all the time dude. It’s just not noticeable most of the time. I am so stepping it up for this dance.” Three laughed triumphantly while Four sighed, folding the invitation and setting it on the counter. Puzzles crouched to the ground to Tari’s level as Tari waved her hands excitedly. “Okay okay okay! So- Outfit ideas. Go.”
“I’m thinking a navy blue suit?”
“Ooh, great! It would be nice to add some color to your grayscale ass, no offense.”
“None taken! Will you wear the same dress as last time?”
“Probably not, it’s weird to wear the same dress twice. I did really like those veiled sleeves though, even if they kept getting caught in the crooks of my arm.” Tari giggled as she flapped her hands up and down in excitement, and Puzzles soon joined her, the expression on his screen grinning. Mario watched with a lovestruck gaze, his hand to his cheek as he smiled at the two. Meggy elbowed him as she snickered. “You looove him~” She teased, and Mario looked at her strangely. “We’ve been dating for 6 months, most of that time being behind y’alls backs.”
“I know, heheheh.” Meggy giggled, and Mario rolled his eyes with a smile.
Suddenly, Tari and Puzzles approached the two with wide grins, Four and Three being dragged behind them. Four’s expression was sour while Three’s was grinning. Mario and Meggy looked up at them in confusion. Tari grabbed Meggy’s arm and giggled. “We’re going shopping!”
“Wuh-”
Mario felt himself be lifted and slung over the adware’s shoulder, and Puzzles began to hum his theme song as he walked out the door, dragging behind him a wheezing Three. Tari soon followed after them, dragging Meggy and Four with her.
~
The Kohls was a messy place to buy suits, but it was cheap.
Four and Three browsed the vests as they talked, while Puzzles gave advice to Tari on dresses she found nice. Mario had to be held back by Meggy as they browsed the dress shirts. As Tari pushed aside a flowery sundress, her gaze locked onto a golden yellow dress with scattered sequins, the sleeves veiled and the skirt poofy and long. Tari snatched the dress from the hanger and held it before her, pressing it to her chest to allow Puzzles to see it. “Wow! What a gorgeous dress.”
“And it's got the sleeves I like! Ain't that neat?” Tari smiled, her expression beaming like sunlight. Puzzles smiled and lifted the cloth of the skirt, feeling the sequins and the petticoat underneath. “Yellow is certainly an odd color to go with, but if it makes you happy...”
“Yes! Yes, it does!”
“Okay, okay!” Puzzles grabbed her shoulders and turned her around as he stood up, his screen flickering as he switched to a calm expression. “Why don't you go show Meggy your choice. I'll see if I can help Four and Three out.”
“Okay! Ha ha!” Tari burst running through the aisle as she ran towards Meggy and Mario, flaunting the dress she chose. Puzzles smiled and walked over to Three and Four, who were arguing over colors.
“I'm telling you, wearing any color besides blue would work on you!” Three proposed, holding up a yellow vest. Four scoffed. “I'm not against that idea, but fucking yellow?!”
“If you're looking for a color then may I propose mahogany instead?” Puzzles reached between the two and pulled out a deep red vest instead. Four narrowed his eyes to the idea, but after staring at the vest for a moment, he took the vest and held it onto his body. Three grinned and snapped his fingers. “See! You look good when it isn't blue.”
“Fuck you.” Four glared at the guardian in front of him before looking at Puzzles. “Why aren't you shopping for something, Mr. Puzzles?”
“I've already got a suit in my studio, heh...” Puzzles fiddled with the knobs on his head as a sweet smile filled his screen. Four scoffed and turned towards the vests again before pulling out a magenta vest. “Well if I'm wearing red, then you're going to wear pink.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Actually, I feel green would better fit with your purple aesthetic, SMG3. They are complimentary colors!”
“You did not just say ‘aesthetic’ unironically.” Three teased, and Puzzles rolled his eyes. “I say many words unironically, SMG3.”
“Yeah, but it's still fucking funny.” Three replied, pulling a green vest from the selection. Puzzles chuckled, and Four glared at him. He wasn't used to seeing Three and Puzzles get along like this when they were enemies before. He still didn't like Puzzles hanging around them.
“Puzzles! Mario found something!”
“Huh?”
Puzzles and the guardians turned around to see Meggy showing off a flustered, grinning Italian holding a light orange suit to his body, the lapel decorated with blue and gold sequins. A heartbeat line spread across Puzzles’ screen as he processed a mental image of Mario in that suit, and Three raised his thumbs. “Awesome choice.”
“Huh. Never thought I'd have the image of Mario in a suit in my head.” Four mumbled, slinging the mahogany vest over his arm. Puzzles walked to his lover and cupped his hands around the Italian's face, and Mario chuckled and pushed him away. “Quit it, we're in public!”
“Yeah, save it for the bed!” Meggy teased, and Tari appeared behind her and smacked her in the head. “Be appropriate!”
“Yeah, Megs. This is a dance, not a strip club.” Three responded, earning a glare from Tari and Puzzles while Four just stared at him in disgust. Meggy and Mario burst into hysterical wheezes as Puzzles stood up, groaning. “Meggy, have you at least found a dress?”
“Oh yeah! I found a cool red dress with a gold trim, it looks awesome.”
“Great, grab it so that we can leave.” Puzzles turned around and left the aisle, prompting the others to follow him, with Four noticeably behind.
~
The days passed without trouble, or at least much of it. Puzzles proved to be much help for the group by helping with their outfits and makeup on the day of the gala, and when the skirt of Tari’s dress tore accidentally, he was quick to fix it up.
Tari heaved a sigh of relief as Puzzles released her skirt. “Thank you so much, Puzzles. We don't give you enough credit for how much you've helped us.”
“It's no problem!” Puzzles replied, placing the small kit of supplies he had on the kitchen counter. Three was sipping a cup of coffee as he tugged at his best, admiring his reflection in the shiny fridge. Meggy raised an eyebrow. “Enjoying yourself, emo?” Three glared at her as he set down his mug. “I'll let you know that I look fucking awesome, Meggy.” Meggy laughed at this response, and Puzzles rolled his eyes. Four entered the kitchen in his green vest and dark trousers, still wearing the brown boots he usually wears. Three stared at him skeptically. “Dude, you’re still wearing those? Put some damn dress shoes on.”
“I forgot to buy some while we were out, SMG3!” Four growled, and Meggy laughed. Four sighed as he rubbed his eyes tiredly, the back of his gloves displaying a Roman 4 similarly to how Three’s had a Roman 3. “Just... Where’s Mario? Is he still upstairs getting ready?”
“I think he is...” Tari replied, fiddling with her hair that Puzzles had curled for her. Puzzles stepped forward slowly. “I could see if he’s okay?”
“Not in my castle.” Four snapped, glaring at Puzzles angrily. Three quickly stepped forward and pushed Four back while Puzzles recoiled, his hands raised in surrender. “Back off, Four! He was just offering to check on Mario.”
“I’m just saying, I don’t want him doing anything weird! We have to leave soon!”
“Get your head out of the gutter, Four.” Meggy remarked snarkily, and Tari giggled. Four glared at the both of them when the group heard footsteps and humming coming from the stairs, and when they all turned around, they saw Mario in his orange suit, a bright white tie around his neck turned off kilter and a variety of pins and buttons lining the lapel with the sequins. His dark trousers were wrinkled to oblivion at his boots, and he wore his iconic red cap like before, but this time, his hair wasn’t frazzled and his mustache wasn’t a mess of hairs under his nose. He put on a stupid grin and Puzzles hummed, brushing past Three and Four to crouch to Mario’s level and kiss his forehead, the electricity tickling his skin. Four rolled his eyes.
“You look amazing, hun.” Puzzles said softly, and Mario began to fix his tie. Puzzles’ screen flickered. “What are you-”
“You’re still terrible at tying a tie. You didn’t bother to learn in the past 3 days?”
Puzzles laughed. Tari and Meggy awed at the couple while Three smiled, meanwhile Four was looking at his gloves to distract himself. God forbid he look at his rival and best friend share a moment.(smh 4)
When Puzzles finally stood up again, his red tie properly fixed, Four looked up again to see the two holding hands. With a scoff, he made for the door, jingling his keys. “Great, now that we’ve got everything ready, let’s go.”
“Oh, hold on.” Puzzles split from the group and ran upstairs, leaving Four to groan loudly. Three raised an eyebrow skeptically. “What is your issue, dude?” He asked, crossing his arms. Meggy turned Mario’s tie so that it was facing forward, and Mario turned it back to the side of his neck. Meggy shrugged and turned back to the door. “I don’t have an issue, I just want to get going already!”
“It sounds like you’re just annoyed with Puzzles grabbing something at the last minute.”
“I am.”
“I’m back!” Puzzles announced, quickly running down the steps again as he slipped something into his suit. Four stared at him strangely as he took Mario’s hand again, smiling. Four narrowed his eyes at the adware suspiciously before opening the door, stepping outside. The sun was just beginning to set over the horizon of the Showgrounds, and the castle shone with a soothing glow in the fading sunlight. The van they approached was a deep purple, signaling it was Three’s.
Three spun his car keys in his fingers before catching them and pressing a button, prompting the van to beep. “Alright, losers, get in! We've got a ball to attend.”
~
The castle was just as grand as before. The glass-stained windows varied in all the colors of the rainbow, and the lights inside illuminated the streets outside. Nobles and civilians were gathered at the double doors begging to be let in while knights and security kept them away. When the group finally pulled up to the castle, they were confused.
Meggy fiddled with her dress nervously. “What's the hold up?” She asked, fixing her hair. Her dress stretched down to her knees, and had an off hanging shoulder strap. Around her neck were pearls, shiny and glimmering in the light from inside the castle. Puzzles tilted his head sideways. “Perhaps we can ask one of the knights? They will surely have an answer for us, right?”
“Doubt it, but it's worth a shot.” Four replied, running towards the doors and pushing through the group. The others decided to follow him in curiosity. Four tapped the shoulder of a security guardian facing the windows. When the guard turned around, the crew realized it was Swag with a bruised eye. Three’s eyes widened as he tried to hide a smirk. Puzzles stepped forward worriedly. “Swag! Are you alright?” He asked, pointing to the bruise. Swag blinked in confusion before shrugging it off and turning back around, peeking into the windows. “I’m fine, some kid flung a toy car at me. The Queen is inside getting her dress fixed last minute since it tore. She should be out in a few minutes.”
“Why are you here in the first place?” Four asked, watching the nobles at the doors argue with the knights. He found the situation hilarious, though he dared not show it. Swag stared at him skeptically. “I’m a guard here? I was specially hired by her majesty herself to make sure no troublemakers get in.”
“Then I guess Mario and Puzzles aren’t allowed, huh?” Four joked, straining a smile as he glared at Puzzles. Puzzles didn’t seem to notice his glare, however, as he had chosen to occupy himself by plucking flowers from the bushes around the castle and pinning them to Mario’s suit. Four’s smile dropped as he looked back at Swag, who had an eyebrow raised in suspicion. “No... If anything, I’m more worried about you and your partner hoarding the buffet table.” Swag pointed a finger at Three and Four, to which both guardians took offense and the girls burst into a fit of giggles. Puzzles and Mario looked towards the group in confusion, as they had completely left the conversation as soon as Swag said it would be a minute before the doors opened. Puzzles looked towards Mario as he plucked another flower. “What are they giggling about?” He mumbled, tucking it into the lapel of Mario’s suit. Mario shrugged, and the doors to the castle opened.
A lady dressed in a long, purple ball gown stepped out of the castle as the nobles and knights made way for her, the gem of her crown glistening in the moonlight. She looked around for a moment before turning to the SMG4 crew, and she put on a big smile. “My guests! You’ve arrived!”
“We’ve been here for 10 minutes- gah!” Four felt him be pulled forward by the queen as she shook his hand aggressively, a wide grin on her face. Puzzles and Mario returned to the group as she did this, and when she released his hand, she clasped hers together. “I’m so delighted you all could attend! I’m such a fan of your work!”
“Oh! You- You know who we are?” Three asked curiously, and Puzzles perked up. “Have you heard of something called Journey To Stardom, your majesty?”
Queen Alyssa grinned as she turned towards Mr. Puzzles. “Yes! You must be the script writer! Come in, come in!” She grabbed the adware’s hands and dragged him inside, and as the crew and other guests followed, an excited chatter filled the large ballroom.
As Alyssa dragged the group to a corner of the room, a knight positioned himself at her side, his sword in its sheath and his hand at the pommel. Three swallowed nervously as he turned his attention to the bouncing queen. “Thank you so much for coming, I’ve always wanted to meet you in person!”
“Hah, Queen Alyssa, you had the chance to meet us at the last dance.” Four mentioned, and Alyssa nodded. “I did, but I was mostly looking for him, heh!” Alyssa pointed to Puzzles with a smile, and Puzzles flinched. The group turned to him curiously and he chuckled, and Mario, noticing his anxiety, took his hand gently and smiled. “Thanks for inviting us, Queen Alyssa,” He began, offering his other hand out to shake. Queen Alyssa took it and smiled. “It’s an honor to be here, truly. Now if we could enjoy the night...”
“Ah, of course!” Alyssa released Mario’s hand and waved the crew off, grinning. Four and Three immediately wheeled around and burst for the buffet table, while Tari and Meggy followed them to prevent them from swallowing the whole buffet whole. Mario waved goodbye to the queen as he dragged Puzzles away, though instead of rushing towards the buffet table, he opted for a wall instead. Puzzles crouched to the ground as he held his screen. “Oh my god, I fucked up, didn’t I...”
“What are you talking about, you did fine!” Mario reassured, cupping his hands around his lover’s frame. When Puzzles looked up at him, he saw how he had decorated his lover’s suit with a variety of flowers ranging from roses to carnations to lilacs, all from the gardens outside the castle. The way they glistened in the light coming from the chandelier... Oh, he couldn’t not kiss that face. Puzzles’ screen flipped from worry to contempt as he gazed into Mario’s eyes, leaning into his palms. Mario smiled and chuckled, kissing the screen and feeling the fuzz on his lips.
“Hey, lovebirds!” SMG3 shouted from the buffet table, catching the couple’s attention. Three was holding a glass of wine in his hand as he waved them over, while Meggy and Tari were consuming cupcakes by the minute. Four, weirdly enough, had decided not to eat anything from the table, instead opting to brood facing away from it. Mario shrugged off Four’s strange behavior before pulling Puzzles to his feet and approaching the group.
“Enjoying yourselves yet, homosexuals?” Three asked jokingly, poking Puzzles’ screen before his hand was slapped away. Puzzles rolled his eyes as his expression flipped to annoyance, and Mario chuckled. “The night just began, Three, we haven't even done any- Ooh, muffins!” Mario breezed past Three to reach for a yellow-frosted muffin and took a bite, grinning as he did so. Puzzles sighed as he looked at the Italian, a stupid lovestruck grin on his screen. Three elbowed the adware as he chuckled. “He's gonna steal your brain cells, Puzzles. He's a magnet.”
“And I'm made of metal~” Puzzles responded, fiddling with the knobs on his head again. Three paused as he processed the reply, blinking before grinning again. “You sly motherfucker-”
“SMG3.” Four called out for the guardian, frustrated. “Can you do me a favor and grab a glass for me?” Four forced a smile as he looked at Three, and while Three was confused, he complied with Four’s strange request, grabbing another glass from the table and pouring some wine into it. As he walked to Four with his drink, Meggy and Tari walked over to Mario and began to strike up a conversation, which was hard to keep since Mario was stuffing his face.
As Three handed him his drink, Four grabbed his arm and pulled him close, his expression stern. Three yelped as he felt himself be pulled closer, almost dropping the glass onto the checkered floors. “Wha- Dude what the fu-”
“Don't you think Puzzles is planning something?” Four asked, his voice low. Three’s eyes widened in surprise as he processed the question, catching a glance at Puzzles at the other end of the table. He had a smile on his screen and he was fiddling with the cuffs of his sleeves. Three looked back at Four like he was crazy.
“Dude, what the hell?”
“You saw him earlier tucking something into his suit, right?”
“So? It was probably a phone or something!” Three wrested his arm from Four’s grip, causing the wine in the glass to splash onto both of their suits. The crew looked at them in confusion. Four scoffed and walked away from the group, climbing the stairs to the balconies above. Three looked back at the group and shrugged. Puzzles tilted his head worriedly. “Is he okay? Is Four feeling ill?”
“He's probably just being delusional or some shit.” Three answered, grabbing a napkin from the table and dabbing it against the stain on his vest. “Oh...” Puzzles sighed, gripping Mario's hand.
“I hope he's okay.”
~
Four grumbled as he wiped his vest, staining his gloves with the wine as he tried to clean his suit. “Stupid fucking... Red wine! Ugh!”
Four groaned and turned towards the balcony, leaning over the fence and looking over the guests that were chattering endlessly. He glanced at his friends, who were huddled by the buffet table and stuffing their mouths full of the many treats and wines that the table offered.
His gaze fell onto Mr. Puzzles, and his eyes narrowed in frustration. He knew he was hiding something. He saw him fiddle with the lapel of his suit, how he tugged at his cuffs, he had a secret. Not to mention just before they left the Showgrounds, Puzzles had to grab something of importance before they left. Whatever it was, it wasn't good.
Four watched as Puzzles waved goodbye to the others, and with an intrigued expression, watched him approach Queen Alyssa and talk with her for a moment. He saw him lean down to whisper in her ear, and he noticed how her expression became surprised before turning to glee. He watched Puzzles burst towards the stairs to the opposite balcony, where it was empty and devoid of guests and guards. Four’s brow furrowed as he made his way towards that balcony, circling around the path and avoiding being seen by his friends as he slipped upstairs again.
As he snuck up on Puzzles, hiding behind a pillar, he saw the adware pull a small, black box from his suit, staring at it wistfully as if it were an aged photo. Four’s thoughts began to race. What if it was a remote of some sort? A button that if he pressed, he would explode this castle up, or worse, poor Queen Alyssa?! He had to stop him.
As Puzzles began to put away the box, Four lunged at him, knocking him to the ground and the black box sliding across the floor. Puzzles shrieked as he tried to scramble towards it, but Four quickly shoved him and grabbed it out of reach, holding it away from the adware as he stood up. Puzzles’ expression was mortified. “SMG4! W-What are you doing up here?” He asked nervously, his hands twitching nervously. Four glared at him. “Don't start asking me questions, Puzzles! I knew you were hiding something!” He yelled, gripping the box tighter. Puzzles glanced out over the balcony in worry, and upon finding that nobody had heard the telling, sighed in relief. Four’s eyes twitched.
“Listen, Four, I can explain-”
“Can it, cyborg! Why do you have this?! Is it a remote? Did you plant a bomb somewhere in this castle?!”
“No! How would I be able to do that, I've been with the others this whole time!”
“I saw you talk to Queen Alyssa!”
“Ah-” A heartbeat line spread across Puzzles’ screen as he processed this. Four blinked in confusion at this reaction, and he took the chance to look at the box properly. When Puzzles snapped back to reality, he saw Four trying to open the box, and his fans whirred louder and faster than before. “Four, wait-!”
Four popped open the box, and there he saw a golden ring with a square ruby gem, glimmering in the light of the chandelier. Four’s eyes widened in surprise, he wasn't expecting this. When he looked back up at Mr. Puzzles, he saw the adware trying to hide his expression behind his hands, his fans loudly whirring his head and echoing across the hall. Four blinked as he processed the implications.
“You... You were going to propose to Mario tonight?” Four asked curiously, raising an eyebrow. He didn't understand this at all; Why would Puzzles hide this of all things? Was it a love thing? Puzzles nodded sheepishly, his screen visibly red as he tried to hide it. From what Four could see from behind his hands, Puzzles’ expression was embarrassed and flustered. Speaking of his hands, he had only just noticed a silver band on his finger, with a small diamond right in the center. How had Mario not noticed?
Four’s gaze softened as he looked back at the ring he held in his hands. Why did he feel so guilty now? Puzzles was an enemy; He deserved no sympathy.
But... All he had been thinking about tonight was Mr. Puzzles. What about Mario?
They were the ones that were together, after all. Mario loved Puzzles for more than just his tv abilities. He liked his smile, his voice, his haha; Puzzles liked Mario's personality, his confidence, his humor. They were a great pairing, even with the imperfections and odd past. Why couldn't Four see that?
Four sighed as he closed the box and walked back to Mr. Puzzles, pulling his hands from his face and placing the box in his palms. Puzzles’ screen flickered in confusion as his fans lowered in volume. “Do your proposal.” Four commanded, closing his palms as he crossed his arms. Puzzles stood up in surprise. “I-”
“I'm not gonna fight it. Just- Do your thing. I'll go downstairs to watch it and hang out with the others, just...” Four took a deep breath and smiled, watching as a wide grin spread across Puzzles’ screen. “Just go do it, man.”
“Oh, thank you!” Puzzles dropped down and hugged the guardian tight, causing Four to yelp. Four chuckled as he patted the cyborgs back, and after a moment of them hugging, Puzzles pulled away and ran down the steps. Four soon followed after him, aiming for the buffet table and rejoining the group. Three greeted Four casually. “Hey dude. Are you done being crazy, yet?” He asked jokingly, and Four rolled his eyes. Mario offered the guardian a muffin, grinning as he wiped frosting from his lips. Four laughed and took the muffin, unwrapping the plastic cup and taking a bite. Soon, Puzzles returned to the group and took Mario's hand, leading him out to the middle of the ballroom. Tari and Meggy blinked. “What is he doing?” Meggy asked, taking a sip of her wine.
“Beats me.” Three replied, watching as Puzzles kneeled to the floor to be level with the Italian. This wasn’t a strange sight to see with the crew, or anyone in general; Puzzles was extremely tall, and Mario was just over 5 feet tall, so of course, Puzzles would crouch and kneel to have proper conversations with his boyfriend.
A ringing noise echoed across the ballroom, startling all of the guests as everyone turned their attention to Queen Alyssa holding a microphone.
“Attention, guests! Thank you all dearly for attending my coronation party! It is truly an honor to have you all here!” Alyssa beamed with excitement as she bounced slightly up and down, her dress flowing with her movements. “Now, for most of you that attended the last gala that my father held, the schedule is the same; We’ll all gather in the middle of the ballroom and pair up with our partners to do a spin and waltz to end the night! But first...” Alyssa pointed at Puzzles and Mario, directing the crowd's attention to them. “One of our guests had something to say.”
The room fell silent. Some guests began to mumble among themselves, though the crew near the buffet table was silent. “What is going on?” Three asked quietly, glancing at Four. Four shrugged and raised his hands. Puzzles sighed as he took his lover's hands, gripping them tight as he gazed into Mario's eyes lovingly. Mario smiled.
Puzzles took a deep breath. “Mario, you have made me the luckiest, happiest guy in the world. Every experience we've shared, the memories, those endless conversations, I've cherished every single one of them.” Puzzles cupped his palm around the Italian's cheek, and Mario immediately leaned into his hand, grinning as he continued to stare at Puzzles. The adwares fans spun faster. “These past 6 months with you have been a delight. I would never trade you for anything else, 5 stars or otherwise.” Those words stung SMG4 like a bullet. He really thought Puzzles was still looking for fame after all this time, but he was wrong. Despite the sting, Four continued to watch with a smile.
Puzzles pulled his hand away from Mario’s cheek and reached into his suit, rummaging through it before pulling out the black box he had before. Mario's eyes widened slightly as the gears began to turn in his head. “Are you-”
“Mario, my love, my sun, my star, I want to spend every moment with you for the rest of my life, until my fans stop spinning and my heart stops beating.” Puzzles opened the box and revealed the golden ring, prompting the guests, and the crew at the table, to gasp. “Holy fucking shit.” Three mumbled as he uncrossed his arms, setting his glass of wine down on the table before wringing his hands. Tari and Meggy began to squeal with excitement. Four let his smile grow wider.
“Mario...” Puzzles began, taking the ring from the box and shutting it. “Will you... Marry me?” Puzzles hesitated muttering the fateful words, but when he finally got them out, Mario began to bounce up and down. He was smiling from ear to ear, his eyes wide and glimmering with excitement. “Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes!!" Mario tackle-hugged the adware in excitement, crying and laughing at the same time as tears welled up in his eyes. Puzzles’ screen flickered at the response before he burst out laughing, scooping up the Italian and spinning him around as they filled the ballroom with their laughter. The crowd of guests burst into cheers and clapping, and Tari and Meggy squealed. “Oh my god!!” Tari explained, grabbing Meggy by the shoulders and shaking her. Meggy laughed as they hugged each other, and Three laughed. “Holy shit, Four, are you seeing this?!” He asked, looking at the guardian. He was surprised to see that Four was smiling at the couple, watching them spin about. “Yeah, I am seeing it. And for once...”
“I don't feel angry to see it.”
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The dance came to a close, the music ending on a high note as the crowd dispersed. Puzzles and Mario immediately dashed towards the buffet table, where Tari and Meggy greeted them with open arms. Mario tackled Meggy excitedly, the two squeezing each other as they squealed. Tari bounced up and down as she stared at the ring on Puzzles’ finger, admiring the gem that sat on the silver. Three had begun complimenting the cyborg incessantly, and while Four remained silent during it all, he gave Mario an approving nod when the Italian glanced at him.
“I'm so happy for you two!” Meggy exclaimed, waving her hands up and down. Puzzles chuckled sheepishly as he tugged at his suit jacket. “Ah, well, mmm.” For once, the address didn't have a response, though he didn't need one; Mario was happy doing all of the talking for him. “I know! This is- Ahahah! We're finally getting married!” Mario flapped his arms up and down excitedly, and Three clapped Puzzles on the back. “Good going, dude! Takes a lot of courage to do that in front of so many people.”
“Ah- Well, it's not my first time doing something like that in front of an audience, eh...” Puzzles laughed shyly as Mario jumped up and kissed him on the vent, prompting the adware to burst into shy giggles. Queen Alyssa approached the group with a wide grin. “I'm so happy for you two!” She announced, taking Mario's hands and shaking them. “I'm glad you could trust me with such an important event to set the mood for, Puzzles!”
The crew stared at him for a moment. Mario and Three burst into laughter while Tari just stared at him in shock. “You went to the queen to set up your proposal?!” She blurted, and Puzzles nodded. “I-It was just a favor! Nothing more...”
“Don't stress about it, Puzzles.” Four said, walking up to him and resting his hand on his forearm. Puzzles looked down at him in surprise. “You two are a great couple.” Four put on a smile as he raised his thumb at the adware, and Puzzles’ screen flickered as he grinned.
This was the best night they'd ever had.
#tumblr lagged like crazy while i edited this to not include the italics htmls#but heres your marware#btw ill prob delete this later#marware
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YOOOO WAIT YOU COULD MAKE THEIR RECOLOR FORMSSS
They were hardly covered in the fic and I am SO CURIOUS to see what they'd look like :D
Think I might try and make SMG5 and SMG6 real in gmod……
Except I have no idea how….
Time to google! :D
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I've been seeing a few posts on the royalteeth tag about queenie being a supportive wife for Kinger being gay, even after her abstraction. So just for this fic, I'll set aside my chess siblings headcanon for this.
I just want to say real quick, I support both Royalteeth and Checkmate. Do not attack me, this exception will probably only happen once.
Fic is under the cut!
Caine clacked a few keys on his keyboard, finishing a new line of code. Bubble dragged a wooden door onto the stage using his teeth, leaving deep marks in the wood. The members of the circus watched with curiosity.
After Caine finished the code and a moment of silence, Jax finally spoke up.
"Alright, what's going on, Caine? What's with the door?"
"I'm glad you asked!" Caine lifted his cane from the ground beside the door and tapped it 5 times on the ground. A breeze passed through the circus, sending shivers down everyone's spines. "I recently finished a line of code giving our wonderful friends a newer form! Only temporarily... But we can communicate with them again!"
" 'Wonderful friends?' Who are you-" Ragatha started her sentence, only to pause in shock as the door was opened.
A wispy silhouette emerged from the doorway, resembling an old friend of the members: Boris, an abstracted member who went insane before Zooble joined. Everyone stared in shock.
"Hello, Boris! It's great to see you again!" Caine waved hello to the canine ghost, and was greeted back with a snarl of annoyance. Caine merely chuckled. "Still the same old Boris!"
"BOOORIS!!" Gangle cried, running towards the wisp. Thankfully, she crashed right into him, confirming everyone's hopes that they could hug their old friends. More abstracted characters returned to the circus in wispy ghost forms. The last one to return was... Queenie.
Kinger hadn't even noticed her presence, as he was more focused on his boyfriend enjoying the positivity. Though he noticed when she tapped his shoulder solemnly.
"Ah! Queenie, my-" He paused his words. She stared at him patiently. He glanced at Caine before continuing. "My dear... It's been so long."
"I know, dear. I'm overjoyed to see you again." She grabbed Kinger's hands and held them tight with love. Kinger chuckled awkwardly. She rubbed his hand with her thumb, as she used to when she wasn't a large eye-covered beast. Caine watched the interaction awkwardly, afraid to say anything.
"Queenie, dearest..." Kinger began, pulling his hands out of her grip. She blinked in confusion. "I have something to tell you."
"Oh? Please, go right ahead, love!" She curled her own hands together. Jax heard her words and chuckled awkwardly, wanting to watch a potential fight but didn't want to be thrown into his room. Caine gripped his baton.
"Well- You see, um-"
"Oh, Caine! There you are darlin'!" Queenie waved to ringleader, startling Caine and having him drop his baton. "Oh, dear, you dropped your baton!" She wasted no time in climbing the stage and helping him out, ignoring his stuttering. Kinger discreetly took the ringleaders hand as Queenie lifted the baton from the ground.
"Here you go, dear. Be careful next time!" Queenie cheerfully handed the baton to Caine, who simply responded with a shy nod. Queenie then turned back to Kinger. "Now, what was it you wanted to tell me?"
"Um..." Kinger gripped Caine's hand. Queenies eyes drifted towards where their hands joined and gasped, surprised. Kinger immediately jumped to explain. "Now I swear I can explain this, Queenie-"
"Oh Caine, you're making my old boy happy!" She said excitedly, clapping her hands together. The ringleader blinked in confusion at the stranger reaction. Kinger looked just as confused. "Uh, Queenie-"
"Don't worry about me, Kinger, darlin'! I'm 100% okay with you dating this old gentleman!" She flicked her hand at Kinger, waving away his concerns. He sighed in relief. "Oh, thank god..."
"Kinger, I don't understand why you'd be so concerned. I've always been supportive of our little queer friends! Don't you remember when Boris and Jax had a little affair?"
"QUEENIE!" Jax shouted in embarrassment, stomping his foot. Quiet giggles erupted from the other members.
Queenie took the two lovers hands, squeezing them tight. "I support you both in your little love endeavors. Don't worry about me getting jealous; I half-expected this anyway."
"Oh. Well in that case..." Caine grinned at Kinger, placing one hand to his face. Kinger blinked in the confusion before being bombarded with kisses. "AH, NOT HERE!" Both of them laughed. Queenie watched with excitement. "Ah, to rekindle a broken heart. Truly a sight." She sighed happily.
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As time passed, and the adventure came to a close, the ghosts soon waved goodbye as they passed through the wooden door. Queenie was last to leave, waving goodbye to the couple as she grinned. "Treat him right, Caine!" She said finally before the door shut, closing the barrier between the digital and the abstracted.
Caine floated closer to Kinger shyly. "Soo... Would she have any objections to marriage?" He muttered quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. Instead of yelping in surprise at the idea, Kinger chuckled.
"I think she'd be estatic. Maybe we could invite her to the wedding."
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Droppin back in with more reqs, but I’m not anonymous this time!!
Caine decides a nice adventure for the cast would be a picnic! But, being the gay little man he is, he can’t help but sneak off to enjoy his own little picnic with longer halfway through.
Jax most likely starts somethin, and bubble idk exactly a competent replacement..
Hey Cinnastix! Thanks for dropping by!
And that is a real good idea! Bubble boatta eat all the food lmao
Fic is under the cut!
Caine and Pomni began to lay a plaid cloth onto the green grass outside, excited for today's adventure.
Gangle had excitedly suggested that the crew had a picnic, and Caine, seeing an oppurtunity to get closer to Kinger, happily agreed! Ragatha rummaged through the basket Caine spawned, making sure all the food was intact(and edible). Jax leaned on a tree, attempting to eat the leaves out of boredom.
Meanwhile, Kinger gaped at the many bugs around the lake, his own picnic cloth sitting by a bush.
As they finished setting up the picnic, everyone sat down for food. Ragatha laid down sandwiches and biscuits for everyone. Jax snatched one and returned to the tree.
"Thanks for letting us have a chill day, Caine. We really needed it." Pomni took a bite from her biscuit. Caine pulled up a thumbs up before turning to see Kinger sitting alone by the lake. Feeling bad for him, he floated away from the group and towards Kinger.
"The lake has no fishes... Where did the fish go?" Kinger muttered to himself, staring blankly at the water. He didn't even notice Caine's heels crush the grass next to him.
"Kinger? Is everything okay?" Caine leaned onto his shoulder. Kinger turned to look at him, snapping out of his daze.
"Oh, I'm quite alright, mantis." Caine chuckled at the nickname. Sometimes Kinger called him bug names as endearment, and Caine loved it just as much. "Well, how are you feeling today, love?" Caine sat down next to the chess piece.
Kinger sighed lovingly, placing his hand atop Caines gums. "I'm doing well, butterfly." Caine stared into his diamond blue eyes. Kinger stared back. They both erupted into laughter.
"Oh, I love your eyes, my liege." Caine teased, raising his hand towards Kingers. "Aw, don't flatter me-"
"CAINE! BUBBLE'S EATING THE BISCUITS AND JAX HAS A CENTPIEDE!!" Ragatha exclaimed from the picnic. Caine burst up from Kingers lap, surprised and then concerned. "Oh boy... Why do I even have Bubble?"
"Do you need help with Jax while you have Bubble?" Kinger offered as he stood up. Caine nodded as he stood up too, ready for anything.
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kinger and caine being silly and trying to figure out how to kiss? :3
Oh you sweet, innocent anon
You get a cookie 🍪
Maybe I'll make this fic be the one where the other members find out the old men are gay...
Fic is under the cut!
Caine fiddled with the curtains on the stage as everyone else chatted away. Kinger stared at the ringleader from afar, paying no attention to Jax's rambles. He seemed... Concerned. Jax snapped his fingers.
"Hey, old man, eyes over here." Kinger turned back to Jax, confused. "Wha- Huh?"
"Why are you staring at Caine?" He asked, pointing to the ringleader. Kinger stumbled over his words. "Uh- Well-"
"Do you want to punt him?"
"What, no-"
"Go ahead, man. Maybe we can get the others to watch."
Kinger stammered as Jax turned him around and pushed him towards the ringleader. And this action had gathered the attention of everyone else, sparking muttering among the clusters.
When Kinger was behind Caine completely, Jax let go of his cloak and retreated, encouraging him to kick the ringleader.
Zooble glared at Jax in annoyance. "What are you doing, Jax?"
"Getting Kinger to punt dentures over there."
Rather than kicking the poor ringleader, Kinger pondered over what he should do. Maybe a kiss? No, everyone was watching. But he can't just kick him, he liked him too much. Caine finished rustling the curtains in front of him, which only caused more panic to the chess piece behind him.
He looked back to Jax, who nodded in encouragement. Looking back to the ringleader, he sighed deeply. Caine noticed Kinger behind him, and turned excitedly.
"Hello, Kinger! Do you need something-" Kinger gripped his shoulders and lifted him up to eye level. Caine stammered. Jax chuckled.
"I am very sorry for this." Kinger muttered anxiously.
"Sorry for what-" He shut his teeth as Kinger pulled him in for a kiss, causing gasps to erupt from the others.
"Wha- I SAID PUNT, NOT KISS- OW!!" Zooble smacked Jax in the back of the head, silencing him. Gangle squealed excitedly. Pomni stared in confusion. Ragatha smiled in support.
When the two finally pulled away, Caine stared in surprise. Kinger set him down and backed up. "... Oh."
"Sorry." Kinger attempted to retreat, but stopped when Caine took his hand lovingly. "It's okay, love." He said softly. Kinger brightened.
"Well that failed..." Jax grumbled. Caine turned to the rabbit and glared. Jax stopped his muttering, and Caine returned to Kinger. "Why don't we leave here? Is the pillowfort cleaned up?
"Oh, yeah! Let's go." The two jumped from the stage and walked away, joined hand in hand.
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More angst people.
You knew it was going to happen.
Fic is under the cut.
Caine walked happily down the bedroom hall, approaching Kingers room when he was interrupted by Zooble.
"Hey Caine. If you wanna talk to Kinger, you'll have to do it later. He's not feeling great."
"Really? What's wrong?"
"Not sure. He hasn't left his room at all today." Zooble shrugged it off as a mere illness, however Caine expressed concern. Luckily, he didn't need to walk any further, as Kingers door was just ahead of him.
He knocked on the door excitedly. Upon recieving no answer, he knocked again, talking softly. "Kinger? Are you in there, love?" Still recieving no answer, he sighed deeply, reaching into his pocket. Pulling out a key, he began to unlock the door, but was prevented from opening the door.
"Kinger? Kinger, is everything okay?" He pushed on the door, forcing it open. Then he stared in horror and fear at his lover.
Kinger was on the verge of abstraction, his hands and cloak being infected with the black goop. He dared not look at the terrified ringleader, tears falling from his eyes.
"Kinger? Kinger, oh my god..." Caine slowly approached him, tears gathering in his eyes. "Don't get any closer! It's not safe!" Kinger backed away, inching closer to the wall. The black goop, now covered in colorful eyes, spread higher up his cloak. His hands became claws, more eyes appearing on the palms. "I'm a monster..." He shivered, curling into a ball.
Caine lunged at him, holding back his tears. His own body began to glitch as he wrapped his arms around Kinger. Kinger tried to pull away, but Caine held tight. "Caine, what're you doing!?"
"I don't want to lose you!" He sobbed into Kingers cloak, gripping tight. Kinger looked down at the ringleader, hesitant to hold him. But eventually, he caved, and placed one of his claws onto Caines back gently. The goop spread up the cloak and onto his cross on his head.
"Caine..." He uttered quietly, his voice breaking. Caine looked up at him with solemn eyes. Kinger held him closer. "I love you, Caine." The goop finally covered his entire body, the eyes all staring at the saddened ringleader.
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OMGGGG THE GAYS!!!!
I love it sm, I'm saving it
It will forever be stored in my files <33
Can you possiblt do a story on Caine and kinger, like kinger leaves the circus and is outside at night, and caine is panicking trying to find him in the circus, if you do I lov u :3 (platonicly)
Can do, friend! I love you too ^^
Fic is under the cut!
Caine looked around, curious. Pomni approached him hesitantly. "Hey, Caine?" Caine turned quickly. His eyes had a hint of fear. "Yes, Pomni? What do you need?" Pomni tugged at her hat slightly. "Well, uh... I was just wondering if-" "Wait, where's Kinger?" Jax inquired, scratching his ear. Caine gripped his cane tighter. Gangle noticed, and approached Caine. "Why don't we look for him?" "Great idea, Gangle! We can't have an adventure without him!"
The search was uneventful. Hours had passed, and the clock was about to strike 10. The moon was high in the sky, and the cast had grown tired. "We can't give up yet! We haven't found him yet!" Caine waved his hands hurriedly. Zooble groaned. "We can keep looking tomorrow, Caine. We're tired." "But-" "Goodnight, Caine." The cast retreated to their bedrooms, leaving Caine alone with his anxiety. "Where could he have gone?" He muttered to himself. Upon looking around again, he saw that the front curtains, leading outside of the tent, were parted slightly. Caine brightened. He then flew through the curtains, still searching.
"Kinger? Kinger??" He called out into the fields. He lowered onto the grass and began to walk, approaching the hill near the river. "Where is he?" He gripped his cane tighter, anxious. Upon looking up atop the hill, he saw the faint silhouette of Kinger. "Kinger!" He ran up the hill, losing his hat and dropping his cane.
Upon reaching the top, he panted from exhaustion. Kinger turned to face him. "Caine! Are you okay?" "Hah... Yeah! Everything is fine!" He coughed, collapsing onto the grass. "Are you sure? You sound exhausted!" He rubbed Caine's back gently. Caine sat up, sighing. "We've been looking for you all day, Kinger." "Oh! I forgot to tell you about that. Sorry..." "You're fine!" Caine leaned onto his shoulder, shutting his eyes. Kinger looked up at the stars, pulling Caine closer. "I was planning on going back inside after 5 minutes... But I think I should go now." He stood up, lifting Caine. "Get rest. I'll carry you back." Kinger began to descend the hill, Caine still in his arms.
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Good morning, gays, gals and goblins! Are you ready for some ANGST?
No? Too bad, you're getting it.
Wonderland AU by @obamerzslop, fic is under the cut!
Everyone had fled the castle in a panic.
Queenie, Kingers imprisoned sister, brandished her sword. Kinger backed up in fear, his cloak dragging on the carpeted floor. Caine had ran behind a pillar nearby, and was watching from afar the chaos that was unfolding.
"So, we meet again, dear brother!" Queenie waved around her sword. Kinger backed up further, his eyes wide with fear. Queenie stepped closer. "Are you not going to give your sister a hug, Kinger?" She snarled, swinging her sword. The blade cut through the carpet, revealing the dark, oak wood underneath it. Kinger shivered.
"You're not supposed to be here..." He mustered, lifting an abandoned sword from the ground. Caine watched with fear as he lifted the sword. "Oh, you're looking to fight me, huh?" Queenie raised the blade, pointing it at Kinger. He brandished his own sword in fear, his hands shaking violently. The sword couldn't keep straight.
"You want to fight me, and yet you can't hold a sword properly." Caine frowned, obviously disagreeing. But he dared not say anything.
Until she charged.
Queenie began to run towards Kinger, pointing the blade at Kingers stomach. Caine watched in horror as she got closer and closer, and Kinger couldn't run away.
In a moment of pure courage and stupidity, Caine ran to Kinger, shoving him out of the way.
A horrific squelch sounds, and Caine spits blood.
"CAINE!" Kinger exclaims, reaching for the hatter. Queenie backed away in surprise, leaving the sword embedded in Caines heart.
Caine coughed again, blood flooding his mouth. Kinger stood up and caught Caine before he fell, letting blood drip onto his silk cloak. Queenie fled the castle, running past the couple. "YOU BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU!" Kinger screamed, glaring daggers at his sister as she ran. When she had finally left the castle, he turned back to the hatter, bleeding out on his lap.
"Caine, don't do this to me!" He exclaimed, gripping Caines arms tight. "Please, don't do this!" He sobbed violently, trying to hug the hatter without shifting the sword.
Caine coughed again, raising a shaky hand toward the sword. Upon grabbing it, he lifted it slightly, and a burst of confetti came from his suit. Kinger stared in horror.
"Look, Kinger... Confetti!..." He shivered, dropping the sword, letting it sink back into his chest. Kinger sobbed harder, slouching. Caine drew a shaky breath. "Don't do this to me! Stay with me, stay with me!!" He yelled, gripping tighter. Caine smiled widely, his teeth slightly stained with blood. He raised a shaky hand to Kinger's cheek.
The sobbing stopped, reducing to quiet sniffles. They locked eyes, even if only for a moment. Then the hand fell, Caine drawing his last breath. Kinger sobbed again, bringing his lovers lifeless body closer to him.
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Can you possiblt do a story on Caine and kinger, like kinger leaves the circus and is outside at night, and caine is panicking trying to find him in the circus, if you do I lov u :3 (platonicly)
Can do, friend! I love you too ^^
Fic is under the cut!
Caine looked around, curious. Pomni approached him hesitantly. "Hey, Caine?" Caine turned quickly. His eyes had a hint of fear. "Yes, Pomni? What do you need?" Pomni tugged at her hat slightly. "Well, uh... I was just wondering if-" "Wait, where's Kinger?" Jax inquired, scratching his ear. Caine gripped his cane tighter. Gangle noticed, and approached Caine. "Why don't we look for him?" "Great idea, Gangle! We can't have an adventure without him!"
The search was uneventful. Hours had passed, and the clock was about to strike 10. The moon was high in the sky, and the cast had grown tired. "We can't give up yet! We haven't found him yet!" Caine waved his hands hurriedly. Zooble groaned. "We can keep looking tomorrow, Caine. We're tired." "But-" "Goodnight, Caine." The cast retreated to their bedrooms, leaving Caine alone with his anxiety. "Where could he have gone?" He muttered to himself. Upon looking around again, he saw that the front curtains, leading outside of the tent, were parted slightly. Caine brightened. He then flew through the curtains, still searching.
"Kinger? Kinger??" He called out into the fields. He lowered onto the grass and began to walk, approaching the hill near the river. "Where is he?" He gripped his cane tighter, anxious. Upon looking up atop the hill, he saw the faint silhouette of Kinger. "Kinger!" He ran up the hill, losing his hat and dropping his cane.
Upon reaching the top, he panted from exhaustion. Kinger turned to face him. "Caine! Are you okay?" "Hah... Yeah! Everything is fine!" He coughed, collapsing onto the grass. "Are you sure? You sound exhausted!" He rubbed Caine's back gently. Caine sat up, sighing. "We've been looking for you all day, Kinger." "Oh! I forgot to tell you about that. Sorry..." "You're fine!" Caine leaned onto his shoulder, shutting his eyes. Kinger looked up at the stars, pulling Caine closer. "I was planning on going back inside after 5 minutes... But I think I should go now." He stood up, lifting Caine. "Get rest. I'll carry you back." Kinger began to descend the hill, Caine still in his arms.
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I would literally start crying if someone made fanart of my fics
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GUESS WHAT PEOPLE
THE GAYS ARE GETTING MARRIED!! Sort of!
This idea is not mine, and instead goes to @cinnamon-stixs! Go check out her art, it's awesome!
Fic is under the cut!
Kinger and Caine sat in the pillow fort, laughing the night away.
Kinger invited Caine into the pillow fort for a "special reason," and Caine willingly accepted, happy to be around his lover. But the special reason was yet to be mentioned, and it intrigued Caine greatly.
"My dear Kinger," Caine began, gently taking one of Kingers hands. Kinger tilted his head curiously. "You invited me here for a 'special reason,' could you please elaborate?"
"Oh! Right, of course!" Kinger reached into his coat and pulled out a small, wooden box. Caines eyes lit up. "We've been together for, what, 3 months? And I think I'm ready to move forward with our relationship."
"W-Whatever do you mean, love?" Caine crossed his legs anxiously as he watched Kinger open the box slowly. "I know we can't do an actual ceremony, but I think a ring is enough."
"You mean-" Caines eyes widened.
"Yes." Kinger held up one of Caines hands and slid a tiny ring onto his finger. Caines teeth shut in embarrassment. Kinger pulled him closer and planted a kiss onto his head, still holding his hand. "Will you stay with me, love?" He asked softly.
Caine looked up at him with joyful tears.
"Till death do we part."
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NEVER FEAR
FOR I AM HERE!!!
I'll credit you for the idea :)



if only i could write
(don't mind if this looks weird i'm testin out a brush. Also yes i know i posted with my sona less than 3 hours ago but I change them when i want rahhh)
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Oh boy, that was quite a break. School sucks, huh?
Anyway, here's a fic for the wonderful wonderland au by, you guessed it, @obamerzslop! let's get into it! This one's a long one!
Fic is under the cut!
Caine let out a hearty laugh as he adjusted his coat. "Oh, your highness, your humor cannot be beat!" He chuckled, pulling a deck of cards from his pockets. "Now, if I could show you a trick-"
"Not so fast, jester." A strangers voice rang out behind Caine. Kinger looked to the doors of his castle, and promptly frowned. "Great, he's here for his favor." Caine turned around, and saw Jax, the prankster cheshire, standing right behind him.
"Oh, hello Jax! It's good to see you!" Caine explained happily, joining his hands together. "Good to see you too." Jax walked straight past Caine and right up to Kinger's throne, not even bowing before ascending the stairs. Ragatha, who was positioned next to Kinger, felt a lump in her throat.
"What do you want, cheshire." Kinger clenched his fist. Jax simply chuckled. "There's no need for a fight, your majesty. I'm just here for that..." He grinned, slowing his tone. "... Favor you owe me."
"Favor? What favor??" Caine tilted his head in confusion. Jax spun on his heel and approached the hatter. Caine backed away slightly. "Jax, what favor do you speak of?"
"Oh, just a game. I helped his majesty find a special belonging, and in return, he'll do something for me."
"That's never good..." Ragatha muttered underneath her breath. Kinger slammed his fist on the armrest of his throne. "Spit out your request or your favor will be denied, cheshire."
"Alright, alright." Jax turned once again to face the royal. "My favor is very simple, your highness, for it is a child's game."
"And this game is?" The royal glared at the cheshire, clearly displeased. Caine swallowed nervously. Jax raised his hands high, as if he were an announcer. "Hide and seek!"
Kinger stared in confusion. "... You did say it was a child's game... But why this one in particular?"
"That doesn't matter in the slightest. I'll go ahead and be the seeker. Better find a hiding spot!" Jax turned to a wall and began to count, causing sheer panic to everyone in the room.
Ragatha ran to the kitchens, servants dashed for the balconies, and janitors hid behind curtains. Kinger looked around in quiet panic, unsure of where to go. Suddenly, he felt Caines hand grab his and drag him to a closet, where they both hid quietly.
"Wha- Why a closet of all places?!" He squirmed anxiously. The closet was not very large, but it fit them both just fine. Caine slowly took off his hat and tossed it outside. "Firstly, closets are an easy spot that no one ever checks. Secondly, my hat will distract Jax. Maybe send him someplace else."
Kinger gripped his cloak nervously. He had never been in such close quarters with the hatter before. And the fact that he had to stay there for the rest of the game, at least until they were found-
It made his heart flutter.
"Okay, the coast is clear! This is really fun, don't you agree!" Caine turned to the royal, only to see him hide his reddened face. "What's wrong, your majesty? Are you sick?" Kinger remained silent. Caine tilted his head, weighing his options.
Out of curiosity, he pushed his luck and crawled closer. Slowly pulling a hand from the king's face, he asked again, "Are you okay, my liege?"
They locked eyes for a moment, Caine seeing Kingers terrified and embarrassed state, Kinger seeing Caines curious and worried eyes. "My lord..." Caine uttered quietly with no intention. Kinger felt warmer at the title. He's used to being called these fancy names, why is it so different from him?
Footsteps could be heard outside the closet. Caine lost his balance(he was on his hands and knees) and fell into Kingers robe. "Ack!-" A gloved hand slammed over Caines mouth in a panic, silencing him. Kinger held the hatter close, hushing him as he stared at the doors.
Caines face felt warm. He had never realized how soft the king's robe was. Being this close to the King was strange, too. He felt warm- safe.
When the footsteps finally faded, Kingers hand left Caines face. "Phew... This is quite a stressful game. Caine?" He looked down at the hatter, who had completely buried himself in his robe. Kinger's eyes lit up.
"... Ah, uh. This is awkward." Caine lifted himself from Kingers chest and backed away, fixing his coat. "You're fine, hatter. When does this game end?"
"I'm not sure. Of course, you can always end the game..."
"What game?" Gangle Dee's soft voice rang from outside the closet, startling them both. Kinger opened the doors and saw the twin masks, Dee and Dum, standing outside.
"... How long have you two been standing there?" Caine gripped his shirt. Dum stuffed her pockets full of sweets. "We've been here for 5 minutes. The castle doors had a note tacked to it that said the King was dead and the castle was for sale."
"That damn cat!" Kinger punched the walls of the closet. He immediately got up, called his guards and demanded that they usher every civilian out of the castle. With a sigh, he turned back to the twins. "Thank you for telling me of the note, twins. Do you want a reward?"
"Uhm..." Dee wringed her hands nervously. Dum waved them excitedly. "Can we get some boxes of fabric? We wanna try making dresses!!" Caine quietly left the closet. Kinger smiled and nodded. "Yay!!" The twins cheered and ran away, skipping and singing their hearts out.
"... I apologize for the embarrassment, your highness." Caine uttered quietly as he lifted his hat from the ground. Kinger shook his head in denial. "You've no need to apologize, Caine. It's my fault this happened, I owed that cheshire the favor. This will never happen again."
"Hah, right you are, your highness! Right..." Caine looked down at the ground nervously.
He may not feel that safe again.
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More canon royalteeth fics, woo!
Also a good time to share a headcanon: Caine has separation anxiety :D
Fic is under the cut!
Caine and Kinger sat on the stage alone, talking.
It was early in the morning, and Kinger couldn't sleep, so Caine had the idea of talking to him to ease his nerves. This, of course, worked, but it only drew Caine closer to him.
Kinger chuckled at a joke Caine cracked. "Heh heh... Thank you for staying with me here. Insomnia is a real jerk, huh?"
"I suppose so!" Caine smiled, glad that his method worked. It soon faded when Kinger stood up. "I suppose I should head back then. I'm pretty tired." He jumped off the stage and walked away, but was stopped. When he turned, he found Caine gripping his cloak.
"It's not that late, y'know... It's only 1 am..."
"All the more reason I should head to bed. The earlier the better." Caine tugged lightly. His head was dipped downward. Kinger's brow furrowed in worry. "What's wrong, Caine?"
"..." He remained silent, still holding onto his cloak. Kinger soon realized his arms were shaking vigorously. He immediately turned and crouched in front of Caine, grabbing his arms. "Hey, what's wrong? Are you cold?"
He didn't answer still, his head still dipped. Kinger pulled him closer in hopes of comfort. He then felt something drip onto his shoulder. Then he heard sobs.
Caine was crying. He didn't want him to leave. That's why he held on. Kinger rubbed his back.
"Oh, Caine... Will you miss me that bad?" He felt a nod. His cloak quickly became soaked with tears. "It's okay, dear, I won't leave. I'm just going to bed, okay?" Kinger pulled away from the hug, looking Caine in the eyes. Caine nodded, wiping his eyes. "Okay..." He muttered, shutting his teeth.
"Y'know... If it makes you feel better, you can rest with me." Kinger stood up and held out his hand. Caine stared at it for a moment before taking it slowly. Kinger's eyes lit up, and they walked back to bed.
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