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(This is a small drabble I did exclusively for Discord! Itâll never be turning into a full-on fic, but I hope you MJ lovers enjoy ^^)
#imma tag this as a snippet#that way y'all can find it later ;3#ahit#a hat in time#ahit snippet#a hat in time snippet#ahit moonjumper#a hat in time moonjumper#ahit moonjumper x reader#a hat in time moonjumper x reader#moonjumper#moonjumper x reader#anon ask#ask frickfrack#frickfrack rambles#frickfrack snippets#wip asks
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You know what would be really heartbreaking...if MC got turned to ice by Vanessa and Snatcher found them. đ
I like the way you think, Anon ;)
***
âThis is not good, this is not good, THIS IS NOT GOOD-â
Snatcher tried his best to fly through the terrible snow storm. The wind lashed at him, covering him in bits of ice and snow. He had no clue how this happened. One minute, he had been dozing off in his comfy home, cuddled up with MC. And then the next minute, he immediately woke up to find his house completely covered in snow. But thatâs not what had frightened him the most. MC had disappeared, and they had been no where to be found.
âPlease be alright. Please, please, please-â Snatcher told himself, as he zoomed past the snow-covered trees and village. He had already checked the village anyways, and no one was there. No Dwellers, no minions, not even MC. The whole forest seemed empty, with not even Moonjumperâs part of the forest being safe from the storm. This only made him panic more, as he tried to look through every part of the now frozen forest. He was teleporting all around in a frenzy, trying to look for any signs of-
He froze as he went past the stone bridge, near the village.
âOhâŚoh no.â Snatcherfound himself whispering, as he stared down the path. As he squinted his eyes to see through the snow, he noticed tracks leading down the path. The path that lead to her manor. The accursed manor that he swore heâd never visit again. But seeing those tracks, the very human tracks that looked all too familiar, influence him togo further. That, and a burning rage growing inside of him.
There was only person responsiblefor this.
In a flash, he teleported closeto the manor. And it was like the eye of the storm, as the snow only fell softly around the area. That didnât mean that it wasnât hard to see though, as the area was cloudy and almost foggy. Snatcher cursed under his breath, shivering but moving on forward.
âHello? Is anyone there?âhe called out, hugging himself for âwarmthâ. It didnât help, but he kept on going towards the manor. He didnât want to go inside, that would be a last resort. But if need be, he would, just in case he happened to see-
A figure in the distance caught Snatcherâs eye. It was hard for him to see them through the cold fog, but they looked human. He immediately recognized those features, thinking he knew exactly who it was.
âS-s-sweetheart?âSnatcher called to them, his teeth chattering. There was no reply, as they simply stood there. But coming closer, he quickly recognized their features. Their size, what they were wearing, it gave him a ray of hope. A small smile started to grow on his face.
It had to be them.
âSweetheart! Iâm here!âSnatcher teleporting over to them in a flash. And, without looking, embraced them into a giant hug. âOh, thank the stars youâre alright! I thought I lost youâŚâ he held them close to him, and they felt absolutely freezing to the touch. Instead of this being alarming to Snatcher, all he had in mind was concern. âCome on. Letâs get you somewhere safe before-â
Snatcher reached for their handâŚwhich was cold as ice.
âMyâŚloveâŚ?â
Because, to his horror, it was ice.
Snatcher brought his hand back, as he realized MC had been frozen solid. Their face was stuck in a terrified scream, and their pose in utter agony. One of their hands was outstretched, as if they had tried to stop whoever turned them into ice. After realizing this, Snatcher started to shiver again. But this time, out of fear.
âNoâŚnonononono-âSnatcher quickly came closer to the statue, tears starting to fall down his face. He slowly brought his hands to their cheeks, touching the cold blue ice. Every part of him was in dread, as he could see his reflection in their forever-open eyes.
AndâŚanother person approaching him from behind.
âWhy are you crying, my prince?~â Snatcherâs worst fears were confirmed, as he turned around to see her. Vanessa, who was giving him the evilest of smiles, was standing right behind him patiently. âArenât you glad IâŚâtook care of themâ just for you?â she giggled, as Snatcher stared at her in fear. And he said nothing, almost like he was just as frozen as MC. âNot to worry, my sweet prince. You wonât miss them, because they never truly loved you⌠Unlike me.âVanessa told him, before reveling something she had hidden behind her back.
Old, rusty chains.
Snatcher tried to make a break for it, and failed. As Vanessa threw the chains at him, they seem to have a life on their own, as they clamped the cuffs onto his wrists and wrapped around his entire body.
âNO! NO PLEASE DONâT-âSnatcher called out, before being brought down to the ground. He struggled frantically in the snow, not being able to fly away. âSTAY AWAY FROM ME!â he screamed in terror, being the most scared he had ever been as Vanessa approached him.
âCome with me, my prince!Iâll put you were you belong~â she called to him, tugging onthe chains to bring him even closer.
âNO! I DONâT WANT TO GO BACK, I DONâT-â Snatcher screamed as loud as he could, frantically struggling in his binds. He wept and desperately called for MC, as Vanessa was right in front of him and towered over his chained form. âLEAVE ME ALONE!â he tried using his fire magic, but it didnât work, as Vanessa quickly leaned over him.
âSnatcher~â Vanessa managed to grasp his neck in her hold, despite his struggling.âSnatcherâŚâ she kept saying his name over and over, her voice somehow becoming more distant the closer she got. She slowly opened her mouth, reveling a bright red light and rows upon rows of sharp teeth. âSnaâŚtcherâŚâ to his horror, Vanessaâs-voice wasnât her own anymore. It was MCâs, and their voice was coming from inside of Vanessaâs deadly maw.
And before he had time to escape, Vanessa went straight for his face.
***
âAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-â
âSNATCHER!â
The first thing that Snatcher did once he woke up was scream. He screamed loud and hard, until a familiar face begged for him to stop. MC has grabbed onto his arms, shaking him relentlessly. And this seemed to quiet him, with him shutting his mouth instantly. Snatcher stared at them blankly, panting while quickly realizing that he wasnât at the manor. He was in his home, with no snow or ice to be seen anywhere.
âSnatcher, are you okay?!â MC ask him in a greatly worried voice. It looked like they had been crying for sometime now, as tears streaks were left on their cheeks. âYou were having a nightmareâŚI-I didnât know what else to do I-â
Before they could finish, Snatcher grabbed them and pulled them closer.Â
He hugged them tightly, not wanting to let them go. He then burst into tears, burying his face into their shoulders as he wept uncontrollably. Luckily, MC wasnât suffocating in his hold. It was incredibly uncomfortable for them, but he wasnât letting go anytime soon. He almost wailed, blubbering about how he thought they were dead and that he was so, so sorry. But MC gave them support, patting his back and trying to soothe him back to sleep. They kept reassuring him,telling him that everything was alright. They were here, and they werenât going anywhere. And although Snatcher wouldnât even talk about the nightmare in the morning, he made sure he was going to thank MC very much for this.
And check the locks on the manor doorsâŚjust in case.
#this is a short one#but i'm proud of myself ;)#that angsty enough for you guys?#cause i love me some good snatcher angst#tw nightmares#tw night terrors#ahit#a hat in time#ahit snippet#a hat in time snippet#ahit snatcher#a hat in time snatcher#ahit snatcher x mc#a hat in time snatcher x mc#snatcher#the snatcher#snatcher x mc#anon ask#ask frickfrack#frickfrack snippets
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Oh oh! Maybe something with Mu? Apparently she was supposed to meet Snatcher but was cut from the game
âOkayâŚthis might have been a bad idea.â Mu said to herself, trying to navigate through the strange forest that was Subcon.Â
She had only heard stories and rumors about the place, and she didnât think it was actually true. But desperate times called for desperate measures. This included beating up a random Mafia man and intimidating him to tell her where she could find the Time Pieces. Once he told her about the place, claiming he was the only one to make it out alive, she figured sheâd give it a look. Besides, she wasnât scared or anything.Â
Ghosts? Pffft! They just donât exist!
Mu yelped out in surprise as she took the wrong step, right into one of the vine traps. She tried her best not to scream, trying to pull at the vines that surrounded her. After a few of the thorns pricked her hands, she gave up. And not knowing what else to do next, she panicked.
âIâmâŚI-I-Iâm not scared! You hear me?!â Mu yelled out, as the vines went back into the ground and the purple dimension came into view. Thunder boomed overhead, making her flinch. But despite her current situation, she vowed that nothing was going to scare her! Nothing at-
âAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!â Snatcher laughed, popping out of the ground and frightening Mu out of her wits. âFOOOOOOOOOL! Youâve blown it! Youâve made the worst mistake you could possibly-â
âSod off! Iâm not scared of you!â
Snatcher stopped as he was interrupted, blinking in confusion. He look back down at the small hooded girl, quickly noticing that she was a child. She glared at him, shaking a little but ready to fight. He groaned loudly, his arms falling to his sides.
âNot againâŚâ
#snatcher is so done#he just lost to hk and now this#he'll just kick her out at this point#ahit#a hat in time#ahit mustache girl#a hat in time mustache girl#ahit mu#a hat in time mu#ahit snatcher#a hat in time snatcher#ahit snippet#a hat in time snippet#anon ask#ask frickfrack#frickfrack snippets
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same anon here, and maybe you can try to make a small drabble if grooves defeated hk and all? like the last ask i sent a- you can do it coward >:3
Nobody calls Frick Frack a coward and gets away with it, so donât say that I didnât warn you, palâŚ(WARNING! Mentions of death, blood, and mild violence under the cut)
âHOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, DARLING?!â
The angry penguinâs words were booming in the arena, as Hat Kid tried her best to dodge his oncoming attacks. But it was hard, as she had already taken enough damage from the crashing disco balls and throwing knifes. Cuts and bruises littered her arms and legs, and she was walking with a slight limp from when Grooves had tackled her earlier. She so desperately wanted this to be a bad dream, as this entire experience was like something from a nightmare. She wanted to scream Groovesâ name, to tell him to stop, to run over to hug him and practically bawl her eyes out. But she knew it wouldnât be any good. It was too late for any of that now.
He wasnât all there anymore, and he was dead set on killing her.
From Groovesâ perspective, however, the whole battle was almost like a dream. With the Time Piece he had inside his jacket pocket buzzing with power, it was giving him an adrenaline rush like never before. And the feeling of all that power, the power to rewind timeand finally claim what was rightfully his, was starting to take full control of him. With every hit, smash, crash, and tackle, he knew he was getting closer to his goal. So close he could almost taste it.
âCOME TAKE A LOOK AT THIS KNIFE, DARLING!â Grooves announced, revealing the shiny dagger from his inside his glittering jacket. And Hat Kid almost screamed, as he flung the knife in her direction-
Missing her by just a hair.
Hat Kid was now desperately running in all directions, like a scared mouse. She had no idea which way to go, the blaring music and bright flashing lights intruding her senses. Not to mention the constant danger of dodging falling cameras, incoming cars, and the like. She could only rely on one thing to guide her way to survival. And that was Groovesâ mad screaming.
But sheâd be lying if she said it wasnât the most terrifying thing she had ever experienced.
âWHERE DO YOU THINK YOUâRE GOING?â Grooves yelled once more, flying up to the rafters by what seemed like a trick of magic. Hat Kidâs heart was practically thumping out of her chest, as she knew what was coming next. She tried dodging out of the way, as Grooves came hurtling towards her. Her escape was narrow, but she manage to get out of it.
Or at least, so she had thought.
âYOU CANâT ESCAPE FROM ME!â Grooves spoke like a maniac, as he quickly grabbed onto Hat Kidâs arm before she could run away. She let out a yelp, and tugged in his grasp to try and free herself. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes. And for a split second, Grooves almost looked guilty and concerned by thisâŚ
But it was short lived.
âLET ME CUT A LITTLE HOLE IN YA, DARLING!â Grooves smiled wide at her, as he reached for another knife in his jacket. Hat Kid saw this, and finally let out the loudest scream that she could. The shrill noise startled Grooves so much, that he let go of her, his knife clattering to the floor. And seeing this opportunity of escape, Hat Kid went to run. She ran over to the stage, hoping she would be far enough away from Grooves-
Before tripping, and stumbling to the ground.
That was all the time Grooves needed, as he quickly bent over to pick up his knife. But all the while he kept his eyes on Hat Kid, as she feebly struggled to get back up. He could see her tears falling to the floor, clear and glittering in the light. But that wasnât what he was concerned about now. What he was concerned about was Hat Kid getting back onto her feet, but her limp had become even worse now. Perfect, perfect, perfect!, Groovesâ corrupted mind thought. This will be an easyyyyyy target! Grooves swiftly lifted up his knife, brought it back with his arm, and threw it with all his might-
And by the sound that came after, it had hit itâs mark.
Hat Kidâs weak body wobbled in place, before standing still. And Grooves had watched, smiling with his eyes twitching, as she fell backwards onto the ground. The colorful disco lights seemed to glow even brighter, a loud trumpet fanfare filling the room, and confetti bursting in the air and falling to the ground. Grooves brought out his arms and posed, as his penguin lackeys cheered him on. He wentover to Hat Kid, took a moment, and then started laughing in victory. The laughter then turned into mad cackling, as Grooves put his hands up to his face and howled with laughter and wide eyes.
At last, he had finally won.
âYes! YES! Finally I get what I so deserve!â Grooves said manically tohimself, panting and heaving. All that screaming had really done a number on his throat, as he took a moment to cough. But it was worth it, as he pulled out the glowing Time Piece from his jacket. âWith this, I will finally get my revenge on that pesky, cheating Conductor!â he held the Time Piece up in the air like a trophy, and threw back his head to laugh again. He relished in the sounds of the cheering crowd and the triumphant music. âAnd to think, all it costed was a little-â
Grooves stopped in his words, as his gaze went back to Hat Kidâs limp body.
ââŚdarling?â
She wasnât moving. Her eyes were dull and devoid of life. But it almost looked like she was looking up at him. He noticed the tip of the knife poking out of her chest, as it had gone straight through her. It shone in the light, and made him realize just how bartered and bruised her body was. And just how much warm, red blood was puddling underneath her body. Her clothes were staining with the stuff, and the puddle grew and grew until it reached the bottom of his platform shoes. But that wasnât the most terrifying thing about the scene. What was the shocking kicker to him, was that her arms were stretched out above her head. Almost like she had tried calling to him for help.
And with that, something inside of him clicked.
It was like someone had turned on a light switch in his mind, revealing what was truly going on. There was no music, there was no confetti, and there was no cheering. If anything, the room seemed gloomy and miserable, even with all the bright lighting. And the air in the room felt still, almost suffocating. He then realized hadnât been cheering that he heard from his crowd of penguins, echoing throughout the entire room.
It had been terrified, panicked, screaming.
âOh my god! The boss killed the kid!â
âSomebody call an ambulance! Call the police!â
âIs that kid going to make it?! Sheâs bleeding!â
âMove it, buster! Iâm not staying here with that maniac!â
But somehow, after hearing enough of all the surrounding panic, Grooves had managed to tune it out. Instead, he felt himself coming closer to Hat Kid. His face was shocked and pale, as he stood over her lifeless body. He even took his star-shaped glasses off, as he hoped and prayed that what he was seeing just wasnât real. It couldnât be. It just couldnât be real!
But it was, the blood bright crimson red and the knife shining silver in his vision. He felt his flippers shaking, as he dropped his shades and the Time Piece into the puddle of blood. (He had been lucky, as the Time Piece hadnât broken, but rolled away from the two of them.) His whole body was shaking, as his eyes went wider and wider at the sight. His knees felt weak and, without any effort, he fell to the ground. The warm blood stained his deep blue pants, as he brought his shaking flippers to her body. And, with tremendous effort, he picked her up from off the ground and cradled her in his arms.
âW-whatâŚhaveI done?â Grooves felt hot tears rolling off his cheeks, and watched as they fell and splashed onto the childâs face. âDarling? Darling?! Speak to me, darling!â he shook the body gently in his arms, then harder. But she wouldnât wake up, and her eyes stayed as open and dead as ever. He then snapped, breaking down and weeping. He brought his face close to her chest, hoping to hear a faint heartbeat. But there was nothing. Not even breathing. He then curled up into a ball, child in his arms, as he listened to the screams of his fellow penguins surrounding him-
âOI! GET OUTTA THE WAY, YE PECKNECKS!â
He then perked up, as a yelling voice stood out from the crowd.
âYE HEARD ME! MOVE IT! AH HAVE TO SEE IF THE LASS IS ALRIGHT-â
Oh no. Not him. Anyone but him.
Conductor pushed through the crowd of penguins, only to see his rival on the platform below. All of the penguins watched, almost in awe, as he lifted himself over the railing and fell to the ground below. And to everyoneâs surprise, he had manged to stick the landing despite his old age. Every penguin that had been running and screaming stopped, as they watched Conductor quickly run over to where Grooves was standing. All the while he mumbled to himself in panic.
âAh better not be late, Ah better not be late-â Conductor said to himself, trying to keep calm. âOI! YE NO GOOD, DIRTY, CHEATING PECKNECK! AH CAUGHT YE RED-HANDED!â he yelled to his rival. And Grooves cringed at the yelling. âYE BACK AWAY FROM THE LASS, OR AH SWEAR AHâLL BE THE ONE TO-â
Conductor stopped in his tracks, as Grooves finally turned to face him.
ââŚGrooves? Why are ye-â Conductor cut himself off, as he noticed who Grooves was holding. âLASSIE!â he practically shrieked, coming even closer to get a better look at her. But once Grooves held her body away from his chest, revealing the knife still sticking out, Conductor froze like a statue. He felt something get stuck in his throat, and his breathing started to quicken.
His worst fear had come true. He had been too late.
âGroovesâŚplease tell me ye didnât-â Conductor couldnât finish the words, as he kept staring at Hat Kidâs body. He knew Grooves had wanted to win so badly. He knew that he actually had cheated out Grooves in winning some of those awards. But he didnât know that Grooves would go so far as to do something like⌠this.
âIâŚI didnât mean to! I swear!â Grooves pleaded, shaking with the body in his hands. But then he stopped, and brought Hat Kid closer to his chest. He then began rocking himself, weeping as it looked like he was try to cradle her to sleep. Blood from her coat was soaking onto his jacket, but he pretended not to notice. To him, if he closed his eyes, all of it would be fake. The blood wasnât real. The knife wasnât real. None. Of. This. Was. Real!
âWHAT WERE YE THINKING?!â Conductor suddenly yelled at him, a hateful venom in his voice.
âI DIDNâT KNOW!â Grooves shot back.
âWHAT DO YE MEAN YE DIDNâT KNOWâ?! YOU KILLED THE LASSIE!â
âI JUST DIDNâT-â
Grooves erupted into a fit of coughing and hiccuping. Conductor ceased his angered yelling, letting Grooves catch his breath. As he watched him, Grooves seemed like he was guilty of his actions. But what had happened while he was away? What had cause Grooves to go completely berserk? Grooves, of all people? If he wasnât currently staring at the evidence, he would claim that Grooves would never hurt anyone in his life! But seeing as now that clearly wasnât true, he could only wonder what could have urged Grooves to do this. Conductor was surprised to see Grooves bring his head back up, with the most serious expression on his face that he had ever seen.
âI couldnât control myself. It was like something wasâŚforcing me to do it-â Grooves forced the words out, but hated them. He was only slightly aware of what had happened during the fight. But only slightly. Bit and pieces were worming their way back into his memory. And he hated all of it.
âSounds like yer crazy to me-â
âI AM NOT! CRAZY!â Grooves defended himself, by shouting. Though now that he heard himself speak, it didnât sound at all convincing. âPleaseâŚyou have to believe me. I never dreamed of doing-â he looked back down at the child in his arms, he voice breaking in between. ââŚthis.â he wept, bringing a flipper up to her pale white face and brushing the hair out of her eyes. And Conductor just watched, nearly sick to his stomach. How could he have let this happen? NoâŚhow could they have let this happen? The only thing that could fix this now would be a-
Conductorâs eyes trail down to the Time Piece that Grooves had forgotten about.
He walked over to it, his face completely blank of expression. Conductor pretended not to hear the small splashing noises, as his shining black shoes stepped through the puddle of blood. And he had to use every part of his willpower not to throw up, as he picked up the magical hourglass. The strange wood had been stained by blood, and was dripping once he picked it up. As he held it in both of his hands, he could feel a strange aura coming off of it. AndâŚa voice? Yes, a small whispering voice. It almost seemed to be coming from inside the Time Piece, but projected his headâŚ
Rewind time
Fix the past
And your heartâs desire
Will forever last
A broken heart?
Perhaps a lost friend?
Whatever it may be
You may have it once againâŚ
The song was eerie, and echoed through Conductorâs mind. He shivered, as he could feel the power buzzing in his hands. Was this what had cause Grooves to go insane? The strange voice, one that didnât seem human at all, guiding his actions? He found that hard to believe. ButâŚthe rhyming voice was so tantalizing. And for a moment, Conductor thought about what he could do with this power. The thought of winning back Award 42, the only award that he had failed to reclaim from Grooves, suddenly crossed his mind. With this power, it was possible. And then perhapsâŚhe could have it all-
But Groovesâ wailing, over the dead child in his arms, made him resist the Sirenâs song.
Thereâs no way he could be so heartless as to do that. What was he thinking? He couldnât just use the Time Piece and leave the lass like that. It would make him no better than that peckneck Grooves. Perhaps these hourglasses were more dangerous than he thought. But looking at Grooves, whimpering and crying non-stop, made him realize that there could be a way to fix this. If these hourglasses were capable of rewinding timeâŚcould it be possible?
He had to try it. It was the only way to bring her back.
âGet up, Grooves. Ah got something to say to ye.â Conductor said bluntly, once he made his way over to the huddled penguin. He had to give quick a small kick to Groovesâ side to get his attention. And once he did, Grooves slowly lifted his head up to look up at him with weak eyes. But his eyes widened in fear, as he saw what Conductor was holding.
âWhat are you doing with that?!â Grooves yelled in panic and fear, as he tried to grab it out of Conductorâs hands. But Conductor yanked it away from him, putting up a hand to stop him.
âEasy, peckneck. Ahâm gonna fix yer mess.â Conductor hissed, jabbing a finger in Groovesâ direction. And Grooves looked at Conductor, then the Time Piece, then back to him.
âConductor, youâre not seriously thinking of-â
âOh?! And why not?!â Conductor yelled loudly, making Grooves shrink back. âThis was the damage that yer caused! And yerpecking wrong if ye think ahâm goinâ to stand here, and let the lass stay like that!â he ranted on, before pointing to the dead girl. But Grooves still wasnât convinced.
âConductor, thatâs exactly how it all happened!â Grooved yelled back, a sudden anger in his voice. âThose Time Pieces are nothing but dangerous! Once you get a hold of one, you canât stop yourself! And if you use that one, who knows what will-â
âAH CANâT LET THE LASSIE STAY LIKE THIS!â
Grooves stopped, as he noticed Conductor was actually crying now.
âA-ahâŚah canât-â Conductorâs voice broke, as his tightened his hold on the Time Piece. ââŚAh didnât make it in time, Grooves. Ah was gonna save her. But now sheâsâŚâ he trailed off, but then shook his head before he was about to break down. âLook, Grooves. Ah havenât gone crazy yet. And weâre running out of time. Iâm pretty sure the police are gonna show up any moment.â he said seriously, and Grooves patiently listened. âAnd besidesâŚdo ye really want it to end like this?â Conductor came closer to Grooves, and softly put his hand on his shoulder.
ââŚof course not.â was all Grooves could say, as he still felt bitter from all their arguing. But he considered this for a moment, before looking up at Conductor. âDo you think sheâll even forgive me?âhe asked, barely above a whisper.
âIf weâre lucky, she wonât even remember a thing.â Conductor almost chuckled, before his expression went right back to serious. âBut know this, Grooves. Ah wonât.â his grip almost tightened on Groovesâ shoulder, as he was trying to intimidate him. âAnd that isnât a threat. Thatâs a promise. Ah swear on me life, if you hurt the lass again-â he tensed up near the end. â-ahâm goinâ to make sure yer face is never seen around here again.â he finished. And Grooves gave a quick nod.
âI didnât think you would forgive me. I canât even forgive myselfâŚâ Grooves mumbled to himself. And for a moment, Conductor considered this.
âAlright then. Ahâll forgive ye, on one condition.â Conductor said, holding the Time Piece up higher. It looked like he was about ready to smash it. âYe better treat the lass nicely. And ah mean it. You better  apologize for what youâve done, especially if she remembers everything.â he announced. And Grooves said nothing, but kept his head low. âSo? Whatâs it gonna be?â Conductor said, still holding the Time Piece. And Grooves took at moment to gaze sadly at Hat Kidâs face, before letting out a short huff.
âI promise-â Grooves said, gently putting Hat Kid back on the floor, and then standing up. â-that Iâm going to fix this.â he swiped the Time Piece out of Conductorâs hands. Conductor almost protested, before seeing the stone-cold look in Groovesâ eyes. âAnd Iâm going to make sure that this. Never. Happens. Again.â Grooves stared into Conductor. And if he was being honest, he almost felt intimidated by Groovesâ sudden courage. âIâll make sure of itâŚdarling.â Grooves said, looking down at the little corpse. And before Conductor could brace himself, Grooves threw the Time Piece with all his might-
And they both watched as it crashed onto the floor, and a blinding white light filled the room.
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Do you do short story requests too?
Possibly? Iâm up for hearing any ideas youâve got! But donât expect me to write something for every single one. I can only write so much ^^â
#but i don't see why not!#i'll write a small thing if i don't feel like writing a snippet#cause when i write i make things way longer and fleshed out#most of my 'snippets' are just short stories#anon ask#ask frickfrack#frickfrack rambles
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Trigger Warning Rules
Since I am getting more requests, ideas, and prompts for AUs, headcannons, and snippets I wanted to make myself clear of a few things.
Under the cut, are the things that I will not tolerate or accept for ideas. This rule post might change, but until then you can find this under âfrickfrackâs-tw-rulesâ.
Pedophilia: Absolutely no shipping the child characters (Hat Kid, Mu, or Bow) with anyone. And no putting them in seemingly innocent situations either. They are literal children.
Rape/Molestation/No consent: You know why this is on here and I really donât need to explain it.
Child Abuse/Relationship Abuse (I need to explain that one): For the first one, not comfortable with talking about this. Itâs a touchy subject matter for a lot of people. For the second, I only mention this when talking about the Prince and Vanessa. But I do not advocate this as being okay, because it isnât. I will do my best to tw tag if I talk about it, but I do not mean to offend anyone if I mention it.
NSFW (???): This might change? Iâm still on the fence about this, as Iâm not comfortable with writing this for other people. But basically this means I wonât take any prompts or ideas regarding NFSW with the characters. At least for now, but donât count on me to change that. (I might hint at it, but Iâm not getting descriptive in any way.)
Anything Kink Related: I donât care what kind of kink it is, Iâm not writing about it. (This kind of ties to the NSFW deal, but Iâm never going to write any of the super freaky/weird stuff.)
Homophobia, Transphobia, Biphobia, Ace/Arophobia, Etc. : Respect people and their sexualities. It doesnât matter as long as they arenât hurting anyone or doing anything illegal. And if I donât share the same sexuality HC with you, Iâm sorry but everyone else has their own HC ideas for the characters. I will respect yours but donât tell me to change mine because of what you think is canon.
Other Ships: I figured I should add this on, just in case. I understand that if thereâs a ship you donât particularly like, you have every right not to ship it. However, that does not mean that you have to right to bully or harass other people for what they ship. (That includes both me, my followers, and everyone else) If youâre uncomfortable by it, thatâs fine so long as you keep that to yourself. Donât cause drama, block the ship tag, heck, unfollow me if it makes you that uncomfortable. But if it isnât illegal or abusive? Leave. It. Alone.
#glad that i'm getting this off my chest#but there you have it#tw mentions#(there's a lot of them)#(so read at your own risk)#frickfrack's-tw-rules
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