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norristheundying · 4 years

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ALL QUESTIONS FOR HWAN AND VI PEW PEW

I’M SO, SO SORRY!!!! I HAVE ENTIRELY FORGOTTEN ABOUT THIS ASK!!

Here are the answers for Vi:

🌹 Where in the world does your OC feel most at home? – Outside the city, exploring caverns. Vi used to work at an animal reservation site, which was a much preferable environment than their abusive household.

Is there any reason why? – Vi loves animals, plus it was a sanctuary for them too.

If it’s not the place they were born, where were they born? – In one of the poorer district of Zuian’s capital city.

Is there a certain somebody that makes them feel at home where ever they may be? – Yes, their best friend, Piers uwu

What does home mean to them? – A place of freedom with company they feel safe around.

🍄 What are your OCs favourite snacks? - Dried mushroom jerky, sour jelly, crispy shrimps. Basically anything with interesting texture and taste.

Their favourite comfort food which always cheers them up when they’re down? – Probably some very unhealthy cheap snack their mum used to buy her kids to cheer them up. It reminds them of happier times.

Favourite meal to make? – Mushroom stew.

Do they enjoy baking and cooking and are they any good in the kitchen? – Vi used to cook a lot for their family from scraps, and they learned how to make good dishes from leftovers / what was available. For them this was mostly a chore, but after their sister was born they tried to make it more „fun” for her, so she would eat the dull meals with more appetite.

🍁 Where does your OC go when they need to have some time to themself? – Some hidden nook nobody would look for.

Would they ever have their own “comfort corner” filled with all the things they like? – Both at home and at the military they have a small box full of trinkets and souvenirs they like to look through alone, or with their siblings / friends.

Do they have a favourite spot outside that feels like its theirs and theirs alone? – Not really.

🍂 Does your OC enjoy hugs? – Oh yes! Vi is very touched starved and enjoy receiving hugs. Other way around they like to make sure first the other person is comfortable with hugs, and if so then they like to give big hugs.

What do they do as a show of affection for: their friends, their family, their significant other(s) or for strangers? – They are very expressive; they like to hang around their friends and family (not the dad bc fuck him), smile a lot, give hugs, make silly jokes, give compliments, lift up others’ spirit, take part in activities the others would enjoy. For strangers they simply smile, just have a vibrant energy, and speak politely.

Overall what are they like with receiving affection from others? – They love it! Can’t get enough.

🌻 What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? – Vi is very observant; they like to see other people happy or content in everyday situations, find little joys in the dull routines. Other than that, THEY LOVE WORMS. If they are outside in the caverns, they are always on the lookout for critters (which is not hard to find, considering it’s their job to maintain the monster and beast population).

What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them? Every worm is a treasure. Seeing their loved ones happy makes them happy as well. Also geodes are pretty cool.

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them - Devy, I let you fill in the blank from Piers’ POV.

💐 How does your OC handle being unwell or forced to rest in bed? – Since medicine is really expensive, they didn’t always get appropriate treatment, so they just suffered through the illness until they got better, or forced to be bed bound with a bad fever, in which case medical treatment was a must. Possibly going to suffer from sequela in the near future, like other Zuians! Huzzah for health care!

Who cares for them and in what ways? – At home either their mother or brother. In the military any illnesses are treated immediately and responsibly to prevent the outbreak of epidemic, so medical wards are always accessible.

Does your OC enjoy being doted on or are they a terrible patient? – It’s a weird feeling for them to be doted on, but they don’t mind. They listen to their caretaker and don’t make a fuss whatever they’re told to do (either to stay in bed and take meds, or to just “man up”).

Reversed: is your OC good at taking care of others who are ill or in need? – Yes! Whenever someone just gets a bruise, Vi is already there with a kiddie band-aid and healing kiss.

🌿 What way does your OC show that they care without using words? – They are very good at non-verbal communication; with reassuring gestures, a smile, giving or lending small objects (ie. reserving their dessert for a friend, giving away their last blunt).

What way do others show your OC that they’re cared about without using speech? – Vi generally has the “must be protected” vibe, so people with a spine will always stand up for them and be kind to them.

🌳 What is your OC’s favourite way to relax after a stressful day? – Hug Piers, hug Sparkles, smoke a blunt.

Do they have a favourite book to curl up with? – Anything about worms.

A hobby? – Learning more about worms, duh. Tending to Sparkles is a good spare time activity. They also like to collect geodes or mushrooms.

Or do they have a nice bubble bath and have an early night to bed? – Vi would definitely enjoy a good bubble bath, it’s a luxury they can’t enjoy at home.

🌲 How deeply does your OC feel? – Very deeply. Vi is quite emotional, but hides any hurtful feelings thanks to domestic abuse.

Are they typically empathetic or do they have a hard time connecting with others in this way? - Vi is very empathetic and a good judge of character. That helps them show compassion towards those who need emotional support, or steer clear from assholes.

What are they like when offering support and comfort to someone they care for? – A bit timid and uncertain, but if the person allows then they would hug them, listen to what they have to say, let them tell about their worries, then ensure them with kind words.

🌺 What does your OC do to calm down when they’re scared or after a nightmare? Do they have any special comfort items or need to be reassured by a specific person? How do they handle this if they’re alone? – If a loved one is around, they would cuddle with them to feel safe. If they’re alone, they would just silently cry.

🌸 What are some of their favourite things and why? List as many as you can think of! – Piers (their bff who makes them feel loved), their friends (Vi values friendship), worms (funky little dirt eaters), Sparkles (it’s a slug! and it’s cute!), siblings and mother (Vi just wants the best for them), geodes and quartzite (because they look pretty!), mild drugs (yea).

🥀 How would your OC decorate a notebook or journal? – For their own research they would sketch anatomical drawings. If it’s a personal journal, probably some silly doodles of others and the environment (mostly worms).

What kind of things are written in there? - Their notebook would be very messy, full of side notes written in a fast almost undecipherable way, but with massive amount of information. A journal would be about the highlights of their daily life.

Could you give an example of a nice entry? – “Got detention again for pranking the Cap’. I feel a little bad but I’ve gotta admit, it was pretty funny. Like, the whole soufflé just exploded!! Even the neighboring table got dirty! Anyway, it wasn’t that bad. We had to scrub plates and stuff. Had a fun time spraying each other with water! I think we will get another detention for drenching the kitchen tho.”

🌼 Who are this character’s friends and found family? How did they meet, how long have they been friends for, could they ever be something more than just friends? What do they look for in a friend or a romantic partner? – The infamous wimp squad is their found family, and they’ve known each other for hmm three or five years now? I don’t remember what I established. And of course they met in the army, each one of them are from different divisions. Kinda in love a with Piers, but I’m not going to say more!!

Questions for You!

💫What is your favourite fact about this character and why? – Vi had only one trait when I created them: a weird fascination with worms. And I wasn’t sure they would end up a creepy weirdo or something else, but eventually they became a sweet, lovable weirdo instead.

☄️ Does this OC deserve better treatment from you? Do you make them suffer just a little bit too much? Be nice to them! – I never treat my characters kindly (:

🌠 On a scale of 1 - 10 how Baby is your OC? BONUS when asking this question rate the OC yourself as see if the reply matches up!! – 10/10 big baby energy.

💦 If you as the writer could erase one traumatic event from this OC’s life what would it be and why? – Losing Piers :)

(I’ll answer the questions for Hwan another time because I’m pooped right now.)

#ask meme #Vi #handern

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ayeshintheclouds · 4 years

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I watched Never Have I Ever!! And I have many many thoughts. Just about on every aspect of it so oops this might be kinda long. But I like having somewhere public to post it cuz I don’t have to be apologetic and guilty about making it long, cuz if I was texting someone id feel as if I’m making them obligated to read so much.

Anyways!

Overall, I quite enjoyed the show! There’s a lot of controversy around it, i keep saying a lot of indian girls complaining about being misrepresented. Which I agree that they have a right to, because it’s the first time we’ve ever gotten a main character representing us, and we can’t help but hold her to a higher standard. But I’m trying to look past that a little, past the stereotypes and see it more by itself in terms of a plot and character development rather than just the cultural standpoint.

In no particular order, here are some opinions about the show and characters:

I loved the realistic arguments they show the night of her dad’s death. Honestly, they were a bit jarring how similar they are to our family, and how sometimes under pressure everyone kinda turns on each other and doesn’t get along. I thought that was a really realistic scene how a little thing like losing a music sheet ends up turning into a lot of unnecessary drama.

I love Paxton! I still absolutely can’t decide who I ship more with Devi but I do love his character. He genuinely does care for his sister, and he’s so quick to sacrifice his pride and call Devi when his sister needs help, even though he’s really mad at Devi rn. I think it’s adorable that his sister even gives him relationship advice. And Paxton is genuinely such a good friend, although he’s tryna be all cool and stuff, he encouraged her to be herself in her indian dress and I hate how Devi disregards his whole personality and only wants him physically. It upset me that she only saw him as some status symbol to obtain, never really an actual human with feelings. He deserved better, so although I love him, I’m not sure I ship him with her after she kinda used him the whole show.

The car ride scene!!! With Paxton and Devi! Ok I watched this scene approximately a bajillion times! I think it might be my favorite moment in the whole show. I love everything about it, the subtle glances they cast each other the entire time, the neon lights as they drive through the city, the way for once in the show she seems somewhat like emotionally vulnerable and nervous rather than brash and hot headed. The music was beautiful too.

I love Fab and Eleanor!!! I love their stories and I’m so so glad they got the attention from the show at least since they didn’t get it from Devi. Fab is literally so adorable and I just wanted to hug her🥺 Eleanor’s mom made me so frikin mad and I’m truly really glad Eleanor learned to live without her and how Fab helps her deal with it. I know it’s pretty dramatic how she stays dressing all different and changing her personality, but I related to that so much:(when someone hurts me or walks out on me, it makes me feel not like myself anymore, and I often visibly and noticeably change my attitude and behavior for a while before springing back.

The Kamala plotline!!! Uhhhhh ok very mixed feelings. I thought Steve was adorable. They just discarded him when he was an absolute sweetheart and it made me so sad for him🥺poor Steve. I do like that they’re actually showing arranged marriage for what it is though. In my opinion it is a very traditional and flawed procedure, as we see when Devi’s mom has kamala wear a certain outfit and has her hide the career part of her personality, to try to be a certain way she’s not. BUT I think i am glad that they didn’t show it as something forced upon her, like she’s being married off against her will to some creep she’s never ever met. It’s more like a blind date but arranged by parents. And although she is pretty pressured into it, she has the power to back out any time (even if it’ll somewhat outcast her). And I like that they decide to continue their relationship but on their own terms and he likes her for who she is. I think overall it’s a pretty solid and realistic representation of arranged marriage: a very traditional way of doing things with many flaws, but not forced or oppressive or morally wrong in any way, and can usually work out quite nicely many times. Except why’d they break poor Steve’s heart like that:(((

Ben. Ok Ben grew on me a lot through the show. He was such a complex and interesting character and I thought his development was so amazingly done. I thought he was truly such a sweet soul for doing all that he did for her, letting her stay over, convincing her to spread the ashes, driving her there so fast. I almost feel like he doesn’t deserve her either😂. And hhfjdndndnd I really don’t know how to feel about that end scene that was wild omg. But romance aside. Ben is such a well written character and I think he really was neglected by his family and I really hope that changes or he finds a family in Devi’s.

I know her parents and the therapist were side characters. But I think they’re pretty cool. I like the really sweet relationship her parents had. It was so typical indian parents yet adorable. The motorcycle ride and the comforting scene🥺 I love them a lot they remind me of my own parents. And I think her mom is infinitely strong for dealing with the death of her soulmate and Devi being so absolutely difficult. I think the therapist was extremely patient and the scenes with her were hilarious. I loved most about her how genuine she was. No therapist irl would care enough for the patients health that they would so blatantly disagree with them and even suggest they find someone else if it’ll help them. They would never risk losing the money and offending the client. I once heard someone say that they’d love to be a child therapist cuz all they have to do is agree with everything the kids say, be like “aw yeah the world hates u ur parents hate u, ur right” like feed into their teen angst, and the kid convinces their parents to keep paying for your services. But Dr Ryan is like a mother. She just wants what’s best for Devi, and she’s willing to sacrifice her own profit for it.

Ok I guess I should probably talk about my biggest issue with the show which is Devi. I kinda hate her😭I tried so hard I really did but I genuinely cannot bring myself to like her character. I don’t agree with almost any of her actions and her behavior upset me a lot. And pls you don’t understand she nearly killed me with second hand embarrassment the first episode in approaching Paxton like that aaAAAA Like I was basically watching through my hands at that point. I know she’s going through so much, she really has a lot of trauma and grief. But I can’t help but feel like the way she handles it is not very realistic at all, cuz I know people with trauma and they would never use it to justify the awful things she does. I know that everyone grieves differently and everyone has different coping mechanisms, but I just cannot bring myself to like her. Coping mechanisms that hurt others immensely are so unhealthy and I feel like she should’ve at least redeemed herself somehow. Maybe I sympathized with her at some points. But never liked her. I think she was disgusting to her friends, she always assumed her problems mattered more than theirs despite Fab and Eleanor having such heavy stuff happening. She didn’t even bother caring, and I’m convinced the only reason she even came back and tried to make it up was because of her own selfish reasons: she didn’t want to be lonely and friendless (she literally admits that!) and she’s jealous of that new kid they’re friends with. She does not seem at any point to actually care for their feelings as humans, and treats them like status symbols, two objects she owns to show people she has a social life. She reminds me of Greg from Diary of a Wimpy Kid and not in a good way; he was so awful to Rowley and obsessed with popularity and narcissistic Blegh. Also with Paxton like I mentioned before, she only cares about his body and popularity and literally does not care for his friendship and personality the slightest bit. I think it was disgusting that she lied about sleeping with him like that, cuz it may have been manageable to him, but for a lot of people, that’s like a pretty messed up thing and I don’t think they’d want to be friends with someone who was that creepy and a blatant liar. The stuff she said to her mom about wishing she was dead, that absolutely broke my heart. I can’t imagine being her mother in that moment and hearing your daughter say something like that after losing the love of your life. I think that would be like the worst thing to say to someone grieving, and might potentially endanger their mental health. I was truly worried for her mom, even though I know it wouldn’t be that type of show. Honestly. The only reason I don’t like full on despise her and think she’s irredeemable is because I pity her so much. She lost her dad and wasn’t able to walk for a year. That’s a lot of pain. But truly, like Fab said, it’s not a free pass to be a jerk. And a character shouldn’t be written in a way that their only redeemable quality is that u pity them to hold them less accountable for their actions.

Overall I enjoyed the show!! Minus devi😭but besides that, I’m so glad we’re getting some representation and there’s a new really cute and fresh show to watch during quarantine. I NEED A SEASON TWO SO BAD PLS and I really really hope Devi grows up a bit more in it and maybe I’ll start to like her:)

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snappedsky · 6 years

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Fanatics 65

Hellz Rebels get their first gig. But Zim, Dib, Gaz, and Squee run into some trouble on the way to the party. Previous! Next!

The Gig

Pepito scrolls through something on his phone, looking incredibly focused and slightly irritated. Squee watches him curiously and somewhat concerned. Finally Pepito scoffs, fed up, and tosses his phone to the side. He sighs and rests his head on Squee’s shoulder.

“Something on your mind?” Squee asks.

“It is sooooo hard to get a gig,” Pepito groans.

“A gig?”

“For the band. I don’t even wanna get paid, I just want us to have to the experience. But I can’t find anyone that will let us play.”

“Why not just do like a garage band thing?”

“We could, but Colton is the only one of us with a garage. And nobody will come to Grave Road for a band.”

“No, that’s true,” Squee nods then smiles apologetically. “Sorry. I wish I could help.” “It’s okay,” Pepito smiles weakly. “I’ll find something. I just gotta keep trying.”

Squee beams proudly. Pepito’s determination is pretty amazing. No matter how many times he fails, he still keeps trying.

Still, he wishes he could help somehow.

Later that afternoon, Johnny, Squee, and Tenna eat dinner at Café Latte. It’s a little busy so the waitresses are hustling around, making sure everyone’s happy. But it’s a nice, easy Saturday afternoon.

Suddenly, cutting into the comfortable ambience, the front door swings open and a shrill, upset voice cries out, “Deviiiiii!”

Devi looks up from her notepad, sheer horror filling her face. She looks back as a tall woman with flowing black hair and bright green eyes races up to her and squeezes her shoulders.

“D-Daria,” Devi stammers with surprise.

“Oh, Devi! It’s terrible,” the woman cries.

“What-what is it?” she asks worriedly.

“My party is ruined!”

Devi glares at her angrily. “Are you fucking serious…” Johnny, Squee, and Tenna watch the spectacle from their table. Then Johnny whispers to Tenna, “hey, who is that?” “Devi’s older sister, Daria,” Tenna whispers back. “She’s a huge drama queen.” “Daria,” Devi growls as she pushes her sister back. “You can’t interrupt me at work unless you have an emergency.” “This is an emergency!” Daria insists.

“I mean a real emergency,” she groans, “like somebody’s dying.”

“My social life is dying.”

Devi groans and pinches the bridge of her nose.

“So here’s the problem,” Daria says, “the band that I hired for my party tomorrow night cancelled on me today. Talk about last minute. I don’t have any replacements and I can’t have a party without a band.”

“Why can’t you just use a stereo?” Devi asks wearily.

“Because I promised a live band!” she exclaims, exasperated.

“Alright, alright. So just postpone.”

“I can’t! I’ve never cancelled a party before! I’m famous for being punctual.”

From the way she’s shrieking, one would think her whole world was collapsing around her. Everyone in the restaurant feels annoyed just watching her and they hate that she interrupted their calm afternoon. But it gives somebody a lightbulb moment.

Squee quickly downs his glass of juice, takes a couple deep breaths, and approaches Devi and her sister.

“E-excuse me,” he squeaks then quickly clears his throat. Devi and Daria look at him curiously.

“I am Squee,” he says, smiling shakenly. “A friend of Devi’s.”

“O…kay?” Daria replies questionably. “I’m her sister, Daria.”

Squee chuckles weakly and clears his throat again. “Um I couldn’t help but hear your…problem. And I might be able to help.” “Really?” she questions, her eyes lighting up.

“What would you think about hiring a free, amateur rock band?”

“Squee, no,” Devi hisses. “How much of an amateur? And why free?” Daria asks.

“They’re amateurs because this would be their first gig. And free because they just really want the experience,” Squee replies.

“How old are they?” “My age.”

“What are you, like 12?”

“I’m 15.” Daria considers it, somewhat uncertain, then sighs. “I don’t have much of a choice. But I’d like to talk to them.” “Of course,” Squee smiles, “I can give your number to the lead guitarist. He’ll be happy to contact you.”

“Hm…okay,” Daria nods. She quickly writes her phone number on a napkin and hands it to Squee. “I’ll be expecting his call.”

“Of course. But um…in exchange for helping you, my friends and I have to attend too,” he says quickly.

“What? No way,” Daria snaps, “this is an adult party. I can’t let a bunch of kids come.”

“We won’t stand out…much,” Squee insists, “we just wanna see the band play.” “No, forget it.”

Squee starts to argue but stops then shrugs. “Alright. Then forget about the band. Cause if we can’t attend, you can’t have them.” He hands her back her number and goes to sit down. Daria stares at him for a second then glances at Devi. She’s shaking her head no. She looks back at Squee then groans.

“Alright,” she relents. “You can come.”

“Great,” Squee beams as he takes the number back. “He’ll call you tonight.”

“Alright,” she sighs. “I gotta go. I’ll see you later, Devi.”

Devi waves at her wordlessly. As soon as she’s gone, she glares at Squee. He sits back down and shrugs. “What?”

“Why’d you have to involve your friends with my sister?” she asks.

“She needed help, Pepito needed gig. I figure everyone benefited.”

“Listen, Squee,” Devi says sternly, “Daria is very dramatic. If this goes wrong, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“Don’t worry. Pepito and his Hellz Rebels are great. I’ve heard them play. They even have a couple original songs. And if it does go bad, I’ll take responsibility.”

Devi sighs and rubs her neck. “Fine. But I wanna talk to Pepito before he calls my sister.”

“Sure,” Squee shrugs, “come over after work, he’ll be there.”

“Fine,” Devi nods and returns to work.

That evening, at Nny and Squee’s house, Pepito squeals excitedly and hugs Squee tightly.

“Oh, thank you thank you thank you!” he exclaims with elation. “You are the absolute best in the whole world!”

Squee smiles as he’s squeezed into Pepito’s chest and spun around with him. He’s finally let go so Pepito can cheer by himself.

“I can’t wait to tell the others! They are gonna flip!” he exclaims, “Squee, you should totally be our stage manager!”

“Thanks but it was emotionally exhausting just talking to Devi’s sister,” Squee replies.

“Speaking of which,” Devi says and plants her hand firmly on Pepito’s head, getting his full attention. “Daria may be an annoying pain in the ass, but she’s still my sister and I want her to be happy. So you better make sure your band is perfect because if it isn’t, I’ll have to deal with her. Which means you’ll have to deal with me.”

Pepito smiles nervously as he wiggles out of her grip. “Don’t worry. We’ll be great. We’re ready for this, I know it. All we need is some emotional support.” He glances at Squee.

“Yeah, we’ll be there,” he smiles, “I’ve already told Zim, Dib, and Gaz and they’re super excited too. We’ll definitely be watching you tomorrow night.”

“Isn’t it a school night?” Johnny asks.

“Whose got time to think about school?” Tenna scoffs, “it’s time to think about partying!”

“Why? We’re not going,” he points out.

“What? But, Devi,” she complains.

“Forget it,” Devi snorts, “I’m not setting foot near Daria’s party or her wacko friends.” “Aw,” Tenna whines and face plants into the couch.

Pepito and Squee both chuckle before facing each other.

“Alright, I’m gonna go let the others know. We have a lot of work to do before tomorrow night,” Pepito says as he hurries to the door. “I’ll text you later.” “Bye.” Squee waves as he leaves.

“Squee, are you sure you wanna go to this party?” Devi asks, “Daria’s friends are all like her. It’s gonna be like a room full of Darias.”

“This is their first gig. I have to see it,” Squee insists, “nothing will keep me from their first performance.”

The next day, everyone gets ready for the party. Pepito, Colton, Carmen, and Maddie spend the day practicing and preparing. Carmen’s dad gives them a ride to Daria’s house in the North End of the city. When they arrive, Daria sees them to the garage where they can set up.

“Now I know this is your first gig or whatever,” she says, “but it has to go perfectly. Understand?”

“No problem,” Pepito chimes, “we’ll do great. Right, guys?” Carmen nods enthusiastically. Colton cracks a forced smile. Maddie just stares at the ground and plays with her hair.

Pepito suppresses a worried moan and smiles at Daria. “Like I said, no problem. You just finish setting up for your party.” Daria groans uncertainly but goes into the house. As soon as she’s gone, Pepito faces his band.

“Are you guys sure you’re ready for this?” he asks, “we can wait a little longer.” “I’m ready,” Colton nods quickly, “I am. I’ve been preparing for weeks. Practicing my bass every night, I’ve even been doing class presentations to get over my stage fright.” “Impressive,” Pepito grins then looks at Maddie. “What about you?”

“I am. I have to be,” she replies, “if I don’t do it now, then I’ll never be able to do it. Besides, I’ll be with you guys. And Gaz and the others will be watching too.” “Yeah,” Pepito nods, “Squee just texted me that they’re leaving now so they should get here super early.”

Meanwhile, Dib picks up Squee from his house. He gets in the backseat with Gaz while Zim sits in the passenger seat.

“I am so pumped for this,” Dib says excitedly as they drive away. “I can only imagine how Pepito’s feeling.”

“He’s super excited,” Squee replies, “I haven’t talked to Colton or Carmen yet but I’m sure they’re feeling the same.”

“I talked to Maddie last night after Pepito told her,” Gaz says, “she’s nervous but excited I think. But she’s a really good singer. I’m sure she’ll do great.”

“What about you, Zim?” Dib asks, “are you excited?”

He shrugs and scoffs. “I never found music appealing. I’m only doing this because Pepito would whine if I didn’t.”

They stare at him for a second before Squee smirks. “You’re excited.”

Dib and Gaz laugh while Zim stammers frantically, “I-I-I am not! It-it’s just…good…leadership skills to show support for your subordinates. That’s all!”

“Sure.” Gaz rolls her eyes.

Zim scoffs and crosses his arms in huff while everyone else laughs.

Daria’s party doesn’t officially start until 8pm and the kids left at 5. It should take at most two hours to drive across the city which is perfect because they want to arrive early to show their friends support. Even if it takes them a little longer with traffic and whatnot, they should still arrive in time.

But after about an hour of driving, the car starts sputtering and slowing down.

“What’s going on?” Squee asks.

“I-I don’t know,” Dib replies as he pulls over. Everyone quickly gets out and he pops the hood. Smoke immediately blows out. They all cough and wave it away.

“Aw, man! Dad’s gonna kill me,” Dib laments as he grips his head.

“What happened to it?” Gaz asks.

“I don’t know,” he sighs, “I’m gonna call a tow truck.”

He steps away as he pulls out his cellphone. Zim, Gaz, and Squee sit on the curb and sigh.

“What rotten luck,” Squee groans.

“These Earth vehicles are inferior and unreliable,” Zim grunts.

“How are we gonna get to the party?” Gaz asks.

“Maybe the tow truck guy will give us a ride?” Squee suggests.

“No good,” Dib says as he walks back. “The tow company closed an hour ago. We’re gonna have to leave the car here until morning.”

“What about the party?” Squee asks.

“What are our options?” Zim asks.

“We can’t wait for someone to pick us up and the buses will take too long,” Dib muses.

“Taxi?” Gaz suggests.

“That’ll be crazy expensive,” Squee points out.

“We only have one choice,” Dib says darkly, “we’ll have to take…the subway.”

Zim, Gaz, and Squee shiver fearfully.

Just like most cities, the Nameless City has a subway system. But unlike most cities, it also has an insane underground labyrinth that the subway system is built into.

Nobody takes the subway because they think it’s run poorly- never on time, sometimes it doesn’t even show up at stops for days. But in reality it’s because it’s constantly getting lost in the ever-shifting labyrinth.

The kids would never take the subway unless it was a dire emergency. And this is.

They make it to the closest stop within a couple minutes and trot down the stairs. The station is eerily empty. The overhead lights are flickering on and off and buzzing loudly. The kids stay clustered close together near the entrance, debating about leaving or not.

“There’s a map,” Dib says as he points to the right wall. Farther into the room is a map of the system. They hustle over to it and look it over.

“Lucky for us,” Dib smiles, “the third station from this looks like the closest one to Daria’s house.”

“If it gets there,” Squee points out.

“Or here,” Gaz adds.

“We better text Pepito and let him know we might be late,” Zim suggests.

They all take out their phones and start holding them at different heights.

“I can’t get any service,” Dib says.

“Me neither,” Zim grunts.

“That’s great,” Squee sighs, “maybe we should just go outside.”

“Wait, here it comes,” Gaz says.

Clattering and clanging is heard down the tunnel as the train comes in. It slows down before stopping with the doors opening right in front of the kids.

It’s completely empty with dim lights that flicker worse than the station’s. The kids glance at each other questionably before boarding.

“Okay, now we just relax until we arrive at our stop,” Dib says as he sits down and looks around.

The subway isn’t just devoid of people; it’s devoid of all signs of life. No advertisements, no sort of intercom, not even a rodent or insect. It’s deeply unsettling, even for the usually steely Zim.

They all mutter with uncertainty before the doors slide close and the train takes off with a rickety creak. Everybody sits down next to Dib, stiff and on edge.

Back at Daria’s, guests have started arriving. The kitchen is full of people, eating and drinking. It won’t be long before the party moves outside and Hellz Rebels has to start playing.

Pepito watches everything through the garage door leading into the house. He glances around but doesn’t see Squee or Zim or any of the others anywhere.

He closes the door and checks his phone. None of them are texting back.

“They’re still not here?” Carmen asks. Pepito just shakes his head.

“They’re late,” Colton mutters, “and it won’t be long before we have to go on. I…I don’t know if…” He trails off.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Pepito says quickly. “They’ll be here. They’re probably just running a little late. Traffic and whatever.”

“But what if something happened?” Maddie asks quietly.

An uncomfortable silence settles over the band. They know better than anyone the bad luck their friends have. What if something did happen?

“I’m sure they’re fine,” Pepito insists, “they’ll be here. I know it.” He smiles at them then turns away and checks his phone again.

Meanwhile, at the subway, the ride is hardly relaxing. It is bumpy and unsettling. The only noise is the clanking of the train going over the rails. But even with that, the silence is deafening. The slightest noise seems to reverberate off the metal walls. Dib clears his throat, and the echo is almost endless.

Zim takes a deep breath and sits up straight. “So.”

His voice echoes off the walls, unnerving everyone.

He quickly shakes it off. “What songs will they be playing?”

“Oh, uh I’m not sure,” Squee replies, “probably mostly covers. I know they wrote a couple original songs but I don’t know if they’ll debut them all tonight. Maybe just one.”

“What sort of songs did they write?” Dib asks.

“I don’t know. Pepito said he wanted to keep them a surprise,” he replies, “but they’re a rock band with somewhat of a punk vibe. So it’s probably a lot of stuff about what’s wrong with society and not listening to authority figures.”

“That sounds like Pepito,” Gaz says.

The others laugh in agreement. The noise seems to carry on forever, even after they stop. They look around nervously.

“This place has some uh great acoustics,” Dib comments.

Shmee pokes his head out of Squee’s bag and looks around suspiciously. “That’s not an echo.”

The laughter gets louder and louder until it seems to be right on top of them then it stops abruptly. They stare at the ceiling, uneasy.

Suddenly there’s a loud bang and a dent pushes into the train. The kids exclaim with surprise and jump to their feet.

Loud, high-pitched giggling surrounds them as many things pitter-patter along the outside walls. Something punches into the wall behind them, causing another dent. Others start following suit, pounding dents into the metal walls all around them.

“What’s happening?” Squee asks fearfully.

“Come on!” Dib orders and points at the doorway leading to the front of the train. They quickly race through it and head straight for the conductor room.

Zim throws open the door and they all freeze. It’s completely empty. Nobody has been control the train.

“That’s unsettling,” Gaz comments.

“What about this isn’t?” Squee questions as he looks back. The giggling has followed them and stops abruptly over top of them.

Everything is quiet for a second before there’s some sort of electrical popping sound. Then the lights go out and the train grinds to a halt. They kids shout with surprise as they’re thrown off their feet and smack into the control console.

They groan as they stand up and look around. Everything’s pitch black, they can’t see a thing. They all take out their cellphones to use them as flashlights.

As they shine them around they see something move from the corners of their eyes. They spin back to the rest of the train and shine their lights through the doorway. They don’t see anything at first and then something pokes its head from underneath the seats.

It looks like some kind of small, furry creature with bald ears resembling that of a bat’s and face that’s almost like a cat’s. It’s got big eyes that sparkling in the light as it stares at the kids, chirping curiously.

“Aw, it’s kinda cute,” Dib coos.

The creature’s eyes narrow evilly and more starting poking out from the shadows of the subway. So many little creatures, they’re innumerable. They start giggling feverishly.

“Oh good lord,” Dib croaks.

The giggling intensifies as they start hopping towards them, unleashing long, sharp claws from their furry, little hands. Squee and Gaz quickly throw the door closed and lean against it. The creatures clatter hard against it.

“What the hell are those things?” Gaz asks.

“Uh, gremlins maybe?” Dib questions.

“What are we going to do?” Squee asks, “we’re gonna miss Pepito’s concert!”

“Is that really our biggest problem right now?” Gaz scoffs.

“Yes, it is,” Zim insists, “I cannot deal with that much whining for the next few months.” “I am not missing my boyfriend’s first concert!” Squee exclaims.

“And we’re not going to,” Zim declares, “we’re going to commandeer this vessel and we’re getting to that party.”

“But how? The power’s out,” Dib points out.

“I can supply the machine power from my PAK,” Zim explains, “Dib, you’re going to have to steer it. Can you do that?”

“No problem.” He smirks and salutes.

“Gaz, you gotta keep those things back,” Zim orders, “block the door, smash their heads, I don’t care.”

“Fine,” she nods and grabs a nearby pipe from off the floor. “Just like Critter Killer for the Game Slave.”

“Here,” Squee says as he pulls some Startling Bombs out of his bag and hands them to Gaz. “These might help.” “Squee, you gotta navigate,” Zim concludes.

“Alright,” he nods.

“Okay, everybody ready?” he asks. They nod. “Then let’s do this.”

A pair of spider legs extends from Zim’s PAK and pierces the sides of the control console. Electrical currents travel down the legs and into the console. The lights immediately turn back on, much brighter than before, as the train takes off down the tracks.

The sudden speed sends all of the gremlins flying back. Squee quickly steps up front next to Dib, who’s got a firm grip on the train’s steering wheel.

“Are we gonna be able to navigate? This thing’s on a track, what if it goes in the wrong direction?” Dib asks.

“Don’t worry,” Zim replies, “I can supply it with enough power to run it off the track. Just make sure we get to the party.”

“Okay, Dib, just keep going straight for now,” Squee orders.

Gaz watches the gremlins through the window in the door. They’re pissed now and charging. She waits until the last second then throws it open. The creatures are so surprise, they skid to a stop. Gaz swings the pipe and smacks the first row away. They fly away and slam into the wall like a bunch of stuffed animals.

The other gremlins- the wide majority- bellow angrily, their high pitched voices piercing everyone’s ear. As they start charging, Gaz activates one of Squee’s Startling Bombs and tosses it at them. She slams the door closed as it goes off, creating a blinding bright light. The gremlins shriek with pain and surprise.

Dib and Squee stare out the front of the train closely, Dib making sure to make each turn while Squee makes sure each turn is the right way to go. It goes smoothly for a few minutes until they come to a fork in the road. The track goes down the left tunnel while the right tunnel is empty.

Squee jolts. “Dib, we gotta go right!”

“What?” Dib exclaims.

“Right, right!” he shouts.

Dib jerks the wheel to the right. The train hops off the track and they make the turn just in time. But without the tracks, the train is unstable and shaking, banging into the walls and bouncing on the ground. The kids struggle to stay standing as it jostles around like a paint shaker. Even the gremlins can be heard struggling, their squeaky voices crying out.

Squee tries to keep himself steady by holding onto the console and looks out into the tunnel. Everything past the subway’s headlights is pitch black. He squints as he tries hard to make out anything in front of them. A tunnel cutting to the left comes into view and his eyes widen.

“Dib, we gotta go left!” he exclaims.

“We’ll never make that!” Dib argues.

“Do it!” Squee orders and grabs the wheel. They both yank the wheel so hard that the train tips towards the left. Gaz and the gremlins immediately lose their balance and tumble into the wall. Zim quickly steadies himself with his other two spider legs. Dib and Squee hold tight to the wheel, groaning loudly with exertion.

The roof scrapes against the dirt walls as they near the left tunnel. And then, to everyone’s amazement, the train bends like a snake, turning into the tunnel. Dib and Squee stare ahead, bewildered, as they slowly turn the wheel back and the train straightens out.

“Um-!” Dib chirps.

“Let’s not think about it,” Squee grunts then looks back at the others. “Everyone okay?” Zim and Gaz both groan in response. Gaz is sitting on the floor, rubbing the back of her head, while Zim is holding his stomach.

“Uh oh,” Dib croaks.

Squee turns back around and sees a subway station in front of them. They’re gonna ram right into the platform!

“Zim! Cut the power!” Squee exclaims.

“Eh?” Zim grunts blankly.

The platform’s coming up from fast. Dib and Squee quickly dive into Zim, tackling him to the floor and tearing his spider legs from the console. The power cuts out immediately but they’re moving at too high a velocity to slow down and the train smashes through the platform.

The kids fly off the floor and slam into the window. The force of the crash causes the train to crumble in on itself until the front car is standing up on its nose, balancing against the cinderblock wall of the station.

The kids groan in pain as they squirm on the window, attempting to work out the pain radiating throughout their body. The door in front of them swings open and they blink.

The gremlins fall towards them, claws out and fangs glistening with slobber. The kids scream in fear.

Zim’s spider legs whip out and smacks all of the little creatures out of the way. Then they grab the edges of the doorway. Dib, Gaz, and Squee quickly grab on and they’re all pulled up into the passenger car.

Meanwhile, just on the surface, civilians are gathering around something jutting out of the road. It almost looks like the back end of a subway car. They mutter amongst themselves. Was there an accident? Was anybody hurt? Who would be crazy enough to ride the subway?

A hole is suddenly blasted through the wall of the car, causing everyone to jump back. Zim, Dib, Gaz, and Squee clamber out. Ignoring the wide eyes of the crowd, they quickly race off.

“We’re close to Daria’s place,” Squee says as he eyes a nearby street sign. “We can still make it.”

At Daria’s house, Pepito has rejected her order to start playing for the third time.

“We can’t play yet,” he insists, “our friends aren’t here.”

“Everybody is outside waiting for a live band,” Daria orders, “that’s why I hired you guys.”

“You didn’t hire us,” Pepito points out, “we’re doing this for free.”

“Hey, I am giving you your big break,” she snaps, “now you better open this door in five minutes and start playing or else nobody will take you seriously as a band.”

With that, she marches inside the house, leaving Pepito to sizzle from her words. He takes a deep breath to try and calm down and looks back at his band. Maddie is staring at the floor, her long hair covering her face; Colton is anxiously chewing his thumbnail, and Carmen is watching them both with concern.

“What do you guys wanna do?” Pepito asks.

“We have to play, right?” Carmen questions, “I mean we promised we would.”

“But Squee and the others aren’t here yet,” Colton points out, “how can we play without them? Especially when we don’t even know what’s happening with them.”

“I don’t know if I can sing in front of a bunch of strangers,” Maddie mumbles.

Pepito sighs and rubs his horns while his bandmates bicker. He doesn’t blame them. He’s worried about his friends too. And he doesn’t want to play his first gig without Squee here to watch. But they can’t just snub all these people. That wouldn’t look good. But what if something really did happen to the others?

As Pepito starts to feel like he might have a panic attack, he feels a buzzing in his jeans. He practically throws his phone out of his pocket and checks the screen. It’s a text from Squee.

“They’re here,” he sighs with relief.

“What?” the others question.

“They’re here,” he says again, “they just got here.”

They stare at him, somewhat stunned.

Daria breaks their silence as she throws open the house door. “Okay, you guys have waited long enough-!”

“We’re ready,” Pepito smiles, cutting her off. “You can go introduce us.”

“Oh,” Daria says, surprised. “Uh, alright then. I’ll go let everyone know.” She goes back inside and Pepito looks back at his band. They’re all getting ready. Carmen is sitting at her drums, Colton is plugging in his bass, and Maddie is standing before her keyboard and microphone.

Pepito smiles proudly and puts on his guitar. He turns off the garage lights and steps on a switch by his feet, flicking on some dark red spotlights on the floor.

Carmen rolls her shoulders, Colton shakes off his nerves, and Maddie pushes back her long bangs. Pepito takes a deep breath and pushes the garage door opener.

The door slides open as Daria says, “now presenting Hellz Rebels.”

All of her party guests are on the front lawn. They’re a little tipsy so they’d be excited no matter who was playing, but when they cheer it feels pretty good to the band. It feels even better when they spot Zim, Dib, Gaz, and Squee standing in the back on the road. They’re panting and covered in bruises, scrapes, and dirt but Pepito and the others can’t quite see that from here. All they can see is their smiles.

Maddie glances at Pepito. He smirks and nods. She nods back and inhales deeply.

“Who’s ready to rock?” she shouts into the mic.

Everyone immediately cheers louder. Pepito, Maddie, Colton, and Carmen beam brightly.

Pepito lifts his hand and brings it down, strumming a riff on his guitar. Carmen bangs out a sequence on her drums, Colton plucks his bass strings, and Maddie slams down some keys on her piano before singing a lyric into the microphone.

All the anxiety they had is immediately washed away as they start playing. They lose themselves in the music, just like they always do during practice. But this time it’s a little different, because they’re not the only ones enjoying it.

Behind the crowd, Zim, Dib, Gaz, and Squee are still having a hard time catching their breath. They’re exhausted and ache all over. But they feel proud of their friends as they watch them play.

“I’m just gonna…lie down,” Gaz mutters as she lowers herself onto the grass.

“Me too,” Dib adds and follows suit.

“I think gotta throw up,” Zim groans and hobbles to the side of the house.

“I’m good right here,” Squee says. He hugs Shmee to his chest and smiles tenderly as he watches his boyfriend, lead guitarist of a band, happily play his guitar at his first gig.

#Invader Zim #Invader Zim fanfiction #Johnny the Homicidal Maniac #Johnny the Homicidal Maniac fanfiction #IZ JtHM crossover #my ocs #my art

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(Family day)

Leah: because of your mother my daughter was raised fairies. So her first words. Her first steps. I. Missed. It. All.

Mal: I’m sorry

Audrey: no you’re not. You don’t have an ounce of compassion of kindness in you. If you did you’d piss off back to the isle and leave me leave Ben leave all of my people alone

Carlos (butting in): hey hey hey I don’t know where the hell you get off talking to Mal like that but you and the old trout had better apologise

Leah: don’t you dare talk to me like that you vile little wretch

(She goes to strike Carlos but jay grabs her wrist)

Jay (voice low and dangerous): NEVER. TOUCH. EITHER. OF THEM.

Audrey: unhand my grandmother and go back to your lamp you filthy Djin

Carlos: all right that’s it

(He launches himself at Audrey but Mal holds him back)

Carlos: are you just gonna stand there and let them speak to you like that?

(Mal doesn’t answer. Instead she brings him over to jay and just walks away)

Ben: Mal are you ok?

Mal (looking thoughtful): n no, no.

(She walks over to the girls bathroom.)

Lonnie: what happened

Ben: I don’t know. But I’m gonna find out

(He walks over to Audrey and her grandmother)

Evie: what the hell did I tell you. You. Do not. Get to say a bad word against us. Especially Carlos. Or have you forgotten what happened to you’re little love rat?

Audrey (completely terrified): I am not afraid of you.

Evie (high cruel laugh): oh my dear girl, you should be.

(Her eyes and hand glow a rich deep sapphire blue. Her voice reverberates throughout the grounds)

Evie: make the high and mighty low/arrogant creatures/down you go

(Leah cowers whole Audrey darts behind her protecting herself)

Evie: oh relax. It’s a line from a movie. But I promise you. I can do so much worse

Ben: Evie. What’s wrong?

Evie: just Audrey and this geriatric bitch having shitty attitude. Nothing I can’t handle.

(Chad arrives in his temporary wheelchair)

Leah: we all told you Ben. The only reason they’d be here is to destroy us.

Chad: her majesty’s right. Do you really think their parents taught them kindness? Fairplay?

Ben: oh give me a break chad you cheat at everything. Class work

Lonnie: relationships

Jane: monopoly

Doug: LIFE. YOU CHEAT AT LIFE. Just because you outrank me doesn’t mean you have to be a complete ass about it.

Audrey: oh piss off you common pleb

(Elsa walks up and creates a shield between Audrey Leah chad and the others)

Elsa: hey hey hey. Language Audrey. What happened Benjamin? I went to get Mal a drink and all hell broke loose

Leah: I was merely going over with that girl about how much her mother hurt my family

Elsa: oh blow it out your ass Leah. You’re the one who gave Aurora up when you didn’t need to. The curse still would’ve happened wither way.

Leah: that is not true

Elsa: oh bullshit. You had a choice. Flora Fauna and Merryweather offered you a choice. You still could have raised her. You could’ve told her from the beginning what happened. How you insulted the dark fairy and incurred her wrath. It all could’ve been avoided if you had just invited Maleficent!

Audrey: shut up. Shut up shut up shut up. SHUT UP. They’re evil. I know it. They’re evil foul backwards circus freaks the lot of them. Especially her. That bitch they stole Ben from me

Leah: they should be put back where they came from. They deserve it after what they’re parents did to us

(Elsa slaps Leah around the face so hard that it echoes throughout the grounds)

Elsa: does anyone know where Mal is?

Ben: the girls bathroom. Up the embankment

Elsa: then let’s go to her

Audrey: you can’t do this! You can’t take everything away from me. She doesn’t deserve anything good. I’m the good one.

Elsa: you, are a spoilt brat who pushes people away.

(Audrey lunges at the Arendelle Queen. Evie get there first and picked Audrey in the face. The princes sprawls put on the ground)

Evie: that felt good.

Doug: forget good. (He hugs her)That was brilliant. (He pulls away and examines her right hand). Now let’s get ice on this hand yeah?

Evie (smiling giddily): yeah

Elsa: join us when you’re ready

(In the bathroom Mal’s on the floor rocking back and forth in the foetal position on the brink of hyperventilating. She has appeared to have stress braided her hair. Ben, Jay, Elsa, Carlos, Jane and Lonnie arrive. Ben and jay immediately flank her protectively)

Elsa: Mal honey are you ok?

Mal: she’s right. They both are. About everything

Elsa: no they’re not. They’re ignorant and they are arrogant and they can’t let go of the past

Mal: you don’t get it your majesty we were sent here to steal the wand and take over the kingdom

Elsa: really

(Ben and jay pull Mal into a hug)

Carlos: yeah. Maleficent wanted us to give us the wand.

Elsa: oh. And have you?

(Mal shakes her head emphatically.)

Elsa: do you plan to?

Jay: no. We’re not.

Elsa: ok then. Mal may I speak to you in private please

Jay: where she goes we go.

Elsa: oh course. Mal. You are not a bad person. No ones inherently good or bad. At least not at your age. I take it you know my history?

Mal: yeah. You uh. Were scared of your magic so you tried to ignore it. But it just made it worse

Elsa: and I ended up hurting my sister and endangering my kingdom

Vision!Anna: yeah that was kind of a dick move

Elsa: no matter how much you think you deserve the bile that Leah threw at you. Trust me when I say. You don’t. You don’t deserve it. Nobody does. I know this because I’ve been on the receiving end. And it

Mal: it sucks.

(Devie walk in)

Doug: uhhhh Ben. Your dad wants to talk to you

(Ben walks out to meet beast)

Beast: I knew it. I knew this would happen.

Ben: it’s not their fault

Beast: you’ve got that right. It’s yours.

Ben: what?

Beast: if you had abandoned this foolish endeavour when I told you to then Audrey and her grandmother wouldn’t be in the nurses office right now completely humiliated

Ben: why are they the ones humiliated when it was them that said all those awful things to my friends

Beast: they’re not your friends. They’re evil despicable villains

Ben: to them. That’s what you are. But of course you don’t care. When someone disagrees with you they’re yelled into submission

Beast: I am talking!

Ben: AND I AM NOT LISTENING! Not anymore. Fact of the matter is father. Come the end of the month you won’t be king anymore. I will. And I’ll be damned if you continue to make them feel as bad as they do right now.

Beast: that witch punched Audrey in the face

Ben: EVIE was defending her friends. And the last person you called a witch turned you into a monster for a decade. The furs gone but the beast remains

Beast: don’t you dare speak to your father like that

Ben: I can speak to you however I damn well like. Now I’m gonna go check up on my friends. You can check up your brainless sychophants if you so choose. But don’t expect me to apologise to them when they brought on themselves

(He goes back to the girls bathroom leaving Beast looking like he’d just been slapped in the face with a fish)

Ben: I think it would be best if we wait here for a few minutes and oof

(Mal had just run up and pulled him into a hug)

Mal: thank you

Ben (hugging her back): anytime

(They disengage. Jay magics up a pillow and hands it to Ben)

Jay: I think you might need this

Ben: thank you

(He screams loudly into the pillow and hands it back to Jay)

Ben: thank you.

Jay: anytime.

#disney descendants #mal bertha #carlos de vil #audrey daughter of sleeping beauty #anti leah descendants #zendaya!mal #anti beast descendants

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