best buds (cries violently)
[I.D. two photos of an eight panel comic featuring jessica and skully from marble hornets. in panel one jessica and skully sit on a couch together and jessica says "so, you know how i don't remember much about, uh..." in panel two skully looks over and continues with "the ones i carry?" jessica awkwardly confirms "y-yeah.." in panel three jessica has a sheepish expression, looking to the side and rubbing her neck with her hand while she asks "well, i guess i was wondering.. do they... remember me?" skully ponders in panel four, answering "hmm, it can be dificult to find the source, but i can try to pinpoint some emotions carried through me- recognition, disinterest, unfamiliarity," jessica looks up in panel five as skull continues with "relief, joy," and she smiles softly in panel six as skull ends with "and longing." in the final two panels jessica smiles and hugs skully, who looks down at her with surprise at first, then places a hand around her back as tufts of hair from jay and amy peek out from behind their hood. end I.D.]
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Skully's Punishment Part 2
Part 1 here
As always I got the idea from @sonicasura
Also spoilers for episode 10-11.
Hoshina crooned at the Yoju, stopwatch in hand, "Good~ good, keep breathing just like that."
Skully's breathing was measured and deliberate, but their small form would occasionally shudder with a suppressed sob.
"Keep those arms out, knees bent. Tuck that tail more, no cheating! Almost there... Five. Four. Three..."
Hoshina almost couldn't hear himself over Skully's sudden outburst - they roared and screamed, mouth wide open and fists tightening. But they held their position, even with their limbs shaking. Very good. When he reached zero with an "all done!" Skully finally collapsed, sprawling onto their belly.
Then Skully took a deep breath, chest expanding, and began to weep, whimpering softly like a deflating balloon.
Hoshina swept them off the floor, holding Skully up by their underarms and grinning. "Ya done good, Rookie! I'm proud of you! Think you'll listen to me next time~?"
Skully was almost limp in his hands. But then they began to wiggle, straightening and grabbing Hoshina's arms for support, whimpering with each effort. They looked him in the eyes with tears streaming down their face and nose. Hoshina was kinda hoping they'd reply with a defeated 'yeah' or an 'uh huh' at least, but instead the Yoju babbled at him for a good ten seconds or so. Their words slurred together and they stopped and started several times, interrupted by sobs. Their kaiju vocal cords weren't doing them any favors, either. There were only a few words Hoshina could make out: Papa... gigantic scary... hurt... something...
He got the gist of it anyhow.
"Well, aren't you a sweetie!" he said, bringing Skully closer and wrapping his arms around them. "Just like your mumma."
Hoshina rubbed the spines on Skully's back. Skully settled in immediately, rumbling and chirping.
"But I'm not just your Papa; I'm also your Vice-Captain. I have a duty to my soldiers, ya know." That didn't fully sound right. "I have a duty to my children, especially." That sounded weird still. But it was probably the best description. "So. You hafta listen to me double-time~" Hoshina nuzzled Skully's neck, provoking happy chirps.
Hoshina sighed. "Justtt like your mama..."
Of course Kafka's kid would be just like him. Incredibly loyal. Admirable, but he sets a bad example. That's what I get for bringing on a rookie just 'cuz I liked him, huh? "Don't get too attached to your comrades," I told him. "Anything can happen."
Kafka! You had better come back. You owe me that much!
Hoshina was glad he had sent Okonogi away and was alone with the Yoju. So no one else could see his face.
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"Hibino Kafka." Captain Ashiro said, idly thumbing the barrel of her gun. The smaller one, that is - not the cannon, thank god.
Kafka had stopped stressing a few moments ago, no longer sensing his whelp's cries and figuring that, with how they tapered off, it was fine. But now he was on edge again. Did she notice him sigh? "Y-yes, Captain?"
"The little one..." Mina shifted her weight, seeming uncertain. Kafka couldn't place why. "It's yours, isn't it?"
Well, there was no sense in lying.
"Yeah."
"Are you...?" Mina asked, "Do you...? Did-?" Then some color came into her cheeks and she turned away. "Sorry. Inappropriate questions."
Kafka took a moment to understand...
"Ehhh?! You got me all wrong! There's no way I'd be fooling around with- eee! sorry sorry..." He shrank back down into his seat at the sight of all the guns trained on him.
After some moments had passed, and the gunmen slowly relaxed, Mina made an odd sound, and looked like she was about to throw up. Her whole body was tense.
She did it again, grabbing at her neck and making little "ahem"s. She had to close her eyes or else they'd bulge out of her skull.
"Mi-!"
"Captain are you alright?!" Kafka had been interrupted by one of the soldiers.
Mina's forehead creased and she covered her mouth, but she couldn't stop the giggle from finally escaping. She managed to quiet down quickly, but even still, her shoulders shook. Finally, she took a breath and then did it again, tears springing to her eyes.
On the third breath she had it handled, getting a proper hold of her gun. She slowly exhaled, sobering up, almost to the point of a slight frown. Blinking away the tears, unsmiling, she said, "yes."
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