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scribbling-dragon · 2 years

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your tango in empires series is so cool but my brain is making things angsty. imagining tango being framed for burning something down or blowing something rlly important up and jimmy has to lock him up cos the town is convinced it's tango's doing and jimmy is devastated and tango, despite being able to escape, decides not to because if he "disobeyed" the sheriff's orders to stay ("tango, listen to me, i can't trust you to be out, im sorry—") he knows the sheriff might have to send him away (even tho jimmy really really doesn't want to do that but the pressure is growing) and at least if tango is imprisoned in town, he can see jimmy. anyway! i love your series sm its so fun!!!

ignition

Summary:

He’s…not sure what to do.

The wagon is gone, completely blasted to bits, with several timbers laying just a few metres in front of him. One is still on fire, flames licking along the wood and threatening to spread to the rest of the remnants.

He doesn't make a move to put it out though, ears still ringing from the sound of the explosion. There’s no gunpowder left, no export for him to sell. He can hear murmuring behind him, people whispering to their neighbours as he continues to stand there and stare at the wreckage.

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He’s…not sure what to do.

“I reckon it was that bandit.” One of them murmurs, “He’s always hanging around here, botherin’ the Sheriff. This is just the next level.” He stiffens as several people murmur their agreement, turning to face the gathered crowd.

It’s not really a crowd, barely any people gathered here at all. But it’s most of the adults in the town, so he’ll call it a crowd for now. The Deputy stands at the front, watching him carefully.

He doesn't say anything, pushing through the crowd and beckoning for her to follow. The people part around him as he moves, though he still jostles a few people as he runs into them. Once he’s free of the crowd, one pair of footsteps following dutifully behind him, he speeds up a little, ducking into the office.

His Deputy watches him collapse into his seat, burying his head in his hands and groaning.

“They're calling for the Bandit’s arrest.” She says, after the silence has stretched on for far too long. “If you don't do it, they’ll do it themselves. And I doubt he’ll take as kindly to someone else going after him with a pair of handcuffs.”

“I know.” He lifts his head from his hands, though he does it incredibly reluctantly. “That doesn't mean I want to do it any more, though.”

“There were handprints burnt onto parts of the wood.” His Deputy at least looks mildly sympathetic, and he knows for a fact that she’s definitely a little more lax on trying to capture this particular bandit. For whatever reason. “Even if it wasn't him, someone has gone to great lengths to make it seem like it was.”

He sighs, but drags himself from his chair anyway, glancing around for where he last left his emergency bag. “Any information on where he was last spotted?”

“I saw a camp set up by the Wailing Cliffs on one of my last patrols. I think it was his horse tied up outside, but I didn't get too close at the time, wary of irritating him without need.” The emergency bag is shoved under his desk, crumpled on the floor and half open, spilling his arrows over the floor. He shoves them back into their quiver, bundling the rope back into the bag from where it had begun to snake out.

“That’s…ages away from here.” He turns to face his Deputy, and she just shrugs, stepping aside to let him out. The townspeople are still gathered around the smoking remains of the wagon. His chest hurts a little as he looks at it, and he has to swallow and look away.

“Get someone clearing that up, please.” Arrow whinnies at him from her stall, saddled up and ready to go already. Bullseye watches from the next stall over, and he promises himself he’ll take him out soon for something other than exercise.

Now, he simply throws himself into Arrow’s saddle and steers her out. “Be careful when clearing up,” he adds, “I don't know how much unexploded gunpowder is in there and I don't want any unnecessary injuries.” Or casualties.

“Got it, Sheriff.” She gives him a lazy salute, before spinning around and marching over to the crowd. She barks at them to clear off, and they scatter, obviously wary of her wrath as she begins smothering the fires still flickering. He laughs to himself, quickly sobering again as she begins to shift the remnants of the wagon around.

He doubts they can actually find the wood for that wagon on this continent. The whole time he’s been here he’s seen no similar trees to the ones at home. He steers Arrow away, towards the path leading out and into the mesa.

She’s quick, and he swings past the creeper farm quickly to check on them. They shy away as he charges past, but none threaten to explode, leaves remaining flat rather than bristling at his mere proximity. Not too startled, hopefully.

He yanks at the reins, bag bumping uncomfortably against his back as he pushes Arrow into a flat-out gallop, tearing across the mesa with little care for how he’s going to ache tomorrow from being thrown around in the saddle like this.

He only slows a little when Arrow jumps a fallen log, almost throwing him from the saddle in her excitement. The cliffs rise up on the horizon as he approaches, tall structures that seem to stride towards him, blotting out the sky with their vastness.

He’s rather certain they're the tallest cliffs in the entire mesa, and he brings Arrow to a complete halt as they approach the path leading up to it, dropping the reins and hoping she remains in place as he begins to rummage through his bag.

He has handcuffs, clipping them to his belt and praying he doesn't have to use the bow he slings over his shoulder. He shoulders the quiver of arrows as well, their shafts rattling around inside and startling Arrow a little. He pulls her back into a halt as she dances to the side and prays that the Bandit isn't watching him from over the edge of the clifftop and simply waiting for him to reach the top before striking him down.

He glances up, but the sun blinds him, casting the top of the cliffs in a brightness that he can't squint past. He lowers his eyes again, breathing in and preparing himself for the nerve-wracking journey up to the top.

Halfway up, after the third time Arrow slips and sends his heart plummeting into his stomach, he’s cursing the people that built the path up to the top. They were insane, they must have been, to build such an inconvenient path. It’s hardly wide enough for Arrow to travel up, he’s not sure how the Bandit got his whole camp up there.

He leaves Arrow at the last bit before the summit, a tiny, half-broken fence surrounding the cliff edge. He ties her to it anyway, praying it doesn't just disintegrate and allow her to run away. She probably won't. Probably.

He’s quiet as he approaches the flat part of the cliffs, the faint wailing of the wind reaching his ears. He hates the sound of it, hates the story behind the name even more. Why couldn't they have named it something nice, like the mountains around Dawn. They had Sun’s Peak, and Moon’s Rest. They get the Wailing Cliffs, named after the dead king of an empire that sunk into the sand. Definitely not creepy at all.

He freezes as he hears someone mutter under their breath, a short curse bursting from just up ahead. He’s careful as he peers over the edge, watching as the Bandit paces back and forth, his horse watching him the whole time.

He’s muttering to himself, tail lashing in what he can only assume is agitation. He doesn't look like he just finished blowing up a wagon. And there’s a fire going that looks as though it’s been going for a while. There’s no way the Bandit could have blown up the wagon and gotten back here before him to act as though he’s been here the whole time.

He rises from his hiding spot anyway. “Bandit.” He says, and the Bandit spins to face him, hands balling into fists, tail still lashing as he glares at him.

“Sheriff.” He spits, much less happy to see him than normal, a growl bubbling beneath his words. He’s used to the other purring his title, getting as close to him as possible. This anger isn't what he’s used to.

“Look, listen,” he starts, watching as the Bandit does not seem prepared to look or listen, glare only deepening as he takes in the bow, quiver of arrows, and handcuffs. “I just, there’s been an incident, back in Tumble Town, and I just need you to come with me. I just, listen to me,” he shrieks, ducking as a trail of flames passes over his shoulder. “Listen, listen, I just can't trust you to be out right now.”

He skips to the side as the Bandit presses forward, hands raised and balled into fists. He’s not sure what kind of mood he’s caught the other in, but it’s not a good one. He seems to be focused only on attacking him.

“If I don't bring you in, the townspeople will,” he attempts to reason, “And they're not going to be as lenient as I am.”

“So what?” The Bandit sneers, “I should just accept my fate? Because you're so much nicer than everyone else?”

“Yes.” He pushes forward, putting them nose to nose. And it seems to take the Bandit by surprise as he stumbles back. His pupils are slitted, paper thin and barely visible amongst the red of his iris. “They’ll kill you, Bandit,” the Bandit stumbles at that, allowing him to push forward a little further. “And they won't feel sorry about it, because they're certain you're the one to blame for this!” He shoves him again, and the Bandit goes sprawling.

He watches as the Bandit’s face turns from an expression of anger to one of panic. He watches, breath snagging in his throat, as his hand slips over the edge of the cliff. Their eyes connect, for just a second, and then he’s disappeared from sight, a hand clawing at the edge of the cliff disappearing a few moments later.

He kicks into action, sprinting forward and dropping onto his stomach, leaning over the edge of the cliff. He can feel his heart in his throat, watching as the Bandit struggles, praying that he manages to grab a foothold somewhere.

His claws create thick gashes over the rock, jagged lines painting the path of his descent as he slowly drops further and further into the canyon below. His heart is in his mouth now, and he continues to stretch for the Bandit, reaching out towards him. The Bandit can't seem to push himself back up, claws failing to grasp any hold on the rock and just slipping further and further away.

The Bandit continues to struggle, hair mussed up and ears pinned flat back as he scrambles for a handhold, just barely out of reach of him. He leans further over the edge anyway, one hand extended towards him.

The Bandit lunges for the hand, releasing all hold on the cliff for just that glimpse of salvation. It takes everything in him to not recoil and shake him off as his claws latch into his skin, digging deep and drawing blood. Instead, he focuses on hauling him over the edge of the cliff, scrambling backwards and kicking up dust that fills his mouth and eyes.

The Bandit scrambles over the edge of the cliff, collapsing into a small heap and breathing heavily. Jimmy’s first on his feet, leaning over the Bandit and pulling him up. “I'm sorry,” he murmurs, “Just, I can't trust you to be out right now, you need to come with me.”

He rests his hand on his handcuffs, and the Bandit seems to accept his fate then, closing his eyes and dropping his head, before holding his hands out, wrists close together, for him to shackle.

He feels guilty, and that guilt only grows as they click shut and the Bandit’s head remains ducked. He doesn't say anything, which is the most unusual part. Normally he’d be pressing up against him at this point, stumbling over himself to be closer to him.

Now, he remains at a respectable distance, eyes trained on the ground as he retrieves the Bandit’s horse. The horse only tugs at its reins slightly as he begins to lead it from the camp, and he’s beginning to realise he has no idea how to get them both back to Tumble Town before nightfall, especially not if they both have to ride back.

He lets the Bandit lead his own horse down the narrow path, remaining in front with Arrow. There’s no other way down from here without at least a broken leg, meaning the Bandit isn't going to try anything right now.

The most surprising part, other than the silence, is that they reach the bottom with the handcuffs still intact on his wrists. The metal is barely warm to the touch, which he assumes is more the heat of the sun rather than the Bandit’s own escape attempts.

“I'm going to let you ride your horse back,” he says, one hand resting on the cuffs, preparing to unlock them, “You make one move to ride away, I’ll shoot your horse down, got it?”

The Bandit pauses, before nodding. He unlocks the cuffs, allowing them to fall away from the Bandit’s wrists. He winces at the red lines already beginning to form around the other’s wrists, and watches him as he mounts his horse, mounting Arrow next.

“Can I know what I'm being arrested for? At the very least?” He pauses before looking back, finding the Bandit looking at him again, red eyes shining in the sunlight.

“You've blown up the gunpowder wagon.” He says, and he doesn't miss the way the Bandit’s eyes flash with something indecipherable, before settling into something more neutral again, any emotion from before washed away.

“Got it.” He follows him in that eerie silence, the only hint that there’s actually someone else with him is the thundering of another pair of hooves, slightly out of rhythm with Arrow’s own hooves.

He’d expected more talking. More arguing. More something, other than faint acceptance and a reluctance to talk. He’d expected the Bandit to be as overly flirtatious as ever, but his silence persists as they descend the path into the town.

People gather to watch him enter, staring him down as he dismounts his horse and holds his hands out to be cuffed again. He does it, with the stares of the townspeople boring into his back, threatening to set his jacket alight with the intensity of it.

His Deputy takes the horses to the stables as he leads the Bandit inside, pushing him into the cell he usually occupies.

“I won't try and escape.” The Bandit says, though he doesn't meet his eyes. “I swear I won't, because it wasn't me and running is something guilty people do, right?” He sounds so…small. And the guilt he’s feeling now is enough to choke him, blocking any words from escaping, even if he tried.

He unlocks the cuffs, not willing to let the Bandit sit in them for however long he’s meant to stay here. He doesn't miss the small scrapes littering the man’s arms, some of them deeper than others, still sluggishly bleeding. “Thank you.” He replies, because both of them know how easy it would be for him to escape. He could be out of the cell in five seconds flat if he really put his mind to it.

He locks the door behind him, even though leaving it unlocked wouldn't make any difference. It’s more for the Bandit’s own protection, thoughts of the townspeople’s anger filling his mind as he makes the decision to pocket the key rather than leave it on the hook he normally does.

“For the record,” he says, “I don't think it was you. If that helps at all.” the Bandit raises his head as he speaks, meeting his eyes. “I have an…idea of who it might be, and if I can manage to prove it was him, then you can leave. Just like that.”

“And if you can't?”

He pauses, jaw clenching shut as he looks away. “Let’s hope it doesn't come to that.” He can't bring himself to look at the Bandit as he pushes the door open, dusk settling over the town, pulling it back into its usual, sleepy state. “Goodnight.”

“Night, Sheriff.”

--- --- ---

He can't help but be surprised when the Bandit is still there the next morning, curled up in one corner, tail tucked around him and head buried in his arms. He looks up as soon as he enters, eyes zeroing in on him and following his movements around the room.

It’s silent for a long moment, as he sifts through the papers on his desk that he had been halfway through completing yesterday and now has no inclination to actually finish filing.

When he looks up again, the Bandit is pressed against the bars of the cell, grinning at him again in the way he usually does in these situations. It feels like a weight off his chest as his eyes follow him around the room, a smirk plastered over his face.

The attention makes him feel warm as he sits at his desk, glancing up every now and again to find the Bandit still watching him, with that same, content, almost self-satisfied, grin on his face.

“I can see you're getting really stuck into that there,” his voice carries across the room, his signature purr making his words roll over each other slightly. He hadn't been getting stuck into the paperwork, mind drifting, and he looks up to correct the other on this.

Though, when he looks at him he’s rather certain the Bandit already knew that. “Mind elsewhere, Sheriff?” He winks, and he feels his face growing warmer at the implications, “Don't worry, there’s not much else for me to think about either.”

He slides his hand down one of the bars in a way that feels purposeful, claws skittering over the metal with a small sound. He finds himself following the movement, before dragging his eyes away again and clearing his throat as he attempts to focus on the paperwork again.

He’s going to have to write up some more to cover this current incident.

“Aw,” he can hear the frown in the Bandit’s voice, “You're no fun.”

“And I'm about to ruin your fun further.” His Deputy shoves through the door, carrying a large section of wood in her arms, muscles straining as she dumps it on his desk. He hears it strain beneath the weight of it, looking over the charred wood, before looking up at her again.

“Is this meant to be important?”

“It is important,” she rolls her eyes, “I told you there were handprints on the wood, meaning we can compare them to his handprints seeing as we have him conveniently trapped right now.” She jerks her head towards where the Bandit is.

He stands from his desk, circling around and looking at the wood. There is actually a handprint burned into the wood, slightly indented. He runs his finger over the edge of it, before fitting his own hand into the space and splaying his fingers out. It’s larger than even his own hand and he frowns, looking to his Deputy.

She frowns too, staring at his hand. “There’s no way this is the Bandit’s hand.” He says, and she nods. “It’s bigger than my hand and the Bandit’s hand is smaller than mine.”

“You would know that, wouldn't you.” She hums, and he hears the Bandit cut off a laugh. He turns to glare at him, ears flicking back as the other laughs, one hand clapped over his mouth as he rocks forward.

“So,” the Bandit drags the word out, “Does this mean I’m free to go?”

“Not yet.” His Deputy interrupts. “We still need to know who did this. If it wasn't you, there’s no other bandits in the area with a grudge against us, right?” She turns to the Bandit at this, staring him down as he simply blinks at her.

“Not that I know of,” he answers, raising his hands slightly in the air, as though surrendering. What is it about his Deputy that seems to scare everyone into submission? It’s not fair. “I’m pretty involved in most rings of banditry around here,” he cuts himself off at that, eyes flicking back as he realises what he’s just said and how incriminating that is, “I know people outside of the empire too, and I've not come across any other Netherborns. You’d need some kind of pyrokinesis to create a mark like that. Or at least a power that creates immense amounts of heat.”

He watches as the Bandit pauses, hands lowering slightly as he glances past them to the log again. “Let me out.” He demands.

“What?” Both of them turn to stare at him then, and the Bandit takes a step back from the bars before squaring his shoulders, his tail twitching slightly behind him.

“Let me out, I know how to identify who it is.”

He exchanges a glance with his Deputy, who just shrugs and nods towards the cell door. He sighs, retrieving the key from his pocket and stepping up to the door, slipping the key in the lock. “You help us, and if you can prove it wasn't you, you get away, got it? Any funny business and you're being shipped off to another empire.”

He sees the Bandit swallow, throat bobbing with the action before he nods. “Got it.” The key clinks as he twists it in the lock, the door unlocking easily and allowing the Bandit out to inspect the chunk of wagon.

He slips past him, tail brushing along his leg and a grin aimed his way. He can smell burning from the other, the smell of nether wood filling his nose as he saunters over to the wood, leaning over it and inspecting the hand.

He hums, tilting his head one way, humming again before tilting his head all the other way. “There’s small lines coming off of the handprint.” He says, pointing at them. He leans over the Bandit’s shoulder, the Deputy copying him on the Bandit’s other side.

He watches as the Bandit traces a claw along the line, cataloguing the jagged path it takes along the wood. And now that he looks, he can see several other lines spiralling out from the hand in a similar manner. “Fire doesn't do that,” the Bandit says, “It just burns, and whoever did this is obviously trying to frame someone with pyrokinesis, though I doubt they actually have it.”

“What else could have done it then?” He asks.

The Bandit continues to trace the lines, remaining silent as they both watch him, expectant, waiting for his answer. “It looks awfully like a lightning strike.” He settles on, and the words are enough to knock the air from his lungs, already realising who the culprit is.

His Deputy seems to realise it as well, her head swinging towards him, eyes flashing darkly. “Sheriff.” She warns.

“I know.” He leans back from the wood, “It’s a declaration of aggression, at the very least. Meaning I need to write a letter. Or something.” He’s not sure of the actual method of responding to this, but a semi-polite letter is likely the best option he has. “You're free to go.” He tells the Bandit without looking up from one of his drawers, searching through it for his fancy pen.

“Pleasure doing business with you.” The man calls back, and he glances up to watch him saunter from the building. He sighs, before turning to his Deputy.

“Can you make sure he’s not killed on his way out?”

“Already on it.” She follows him out, leaving Jimmy to write a letter. The blank page stares back at him accusingly, and he drops his head onto his desk in defeat.

--- --- ---

There’s a letter on his desk, and a scratched note with oddly neat handwriting placed beneath it. He picks the note first, sliding it from beneath the letter, not failing to notice the official seal of Tumble Town on it.

He holds the note in one hand, reading over the short and simple message written on it.

You try something like that again, I’ll have your head, Little God. He doesn't need to read the sign-off to know who it is, paper scrunching beneath his hands as he shoves his chair back and storms from the room, lightning sparking around his fists and his people scurrying away from him as he moves.

The last line of the note reads Yours faithfully, Red Bandit, and it settles in a crumpled ball on top of the much lengthier letter from Tumble Town. Both contain a similar message, with only a different sign off and messier handwriting to differ the two.

The Red Bandit watches from a nearby tree as the little god disappears back onto his islands, away from the prying eyes of mortals. There’s a sense of satisfaction from getting a reaction like that.

#juno.writes #red bandit au #jimmy solidarity #tango tek #solidaritek #empires smp #empires smp fic #team rancher #ranch duo #empires smp s2 #empires smp season 2 #empires jimmy #empires tango #solidaritygaming #solidarity gaming #tangotek #dlshipping #asks #mumboyumbo

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ultraclops · 4 years

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Semi-Live Blogging: Finale Time!

With reaction images this time!

Adoradad

TRAINING EXERCIIISE

Adorabat's practicing her screaming! Bet that's gonna come in handy later.

"Fneh!" Wow what an introduction Eugene

His design is like? Really cool?? He looks practically nothing like Adorabat tho. And why does he have a spade on his stomach instead of a heart??

Badgerclops drew him with a giant ass mustache lol.

Adorabat takes banjo lessons? More importantly, Eugene thought she was at a banjo lesson FOR 8 MONTHS?!

"She scares me" lol

Adorabat ran away from home? Why?

"I thought you were a ward of the state!" Remember when everyone thought Adorabat was an orphan? Yea.

"I thought you were my conscience!" Badgerclops...you've lived with Adorabat for a year...went to her school...AND YOU THOUGHT SHE WAS A PIECE OF YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS?!

...why did Badgerclops use Adorabat as monster bait...

I expected to hate Eugene but he's actually really cute and interesting?? Aside from the fact he thinks Mao Mao & Badgerclops are criminals. Love to see him again sometime!

Wow her dad has a whole badass mansion!! Why doesn't she just stay there...

Oh...her mom died...that's why he's so protective of her and was so upset when she left. Also her mom looks amazing & I wanna see a flashback episode with her. For some reason I can imagine her sounding like a deeper version of Scoops?

Aww Adorabat's room is super cool! Also Eugene cracking the door for her asfgjkl

"Do you think that monsters attacking the city are gonna - wait, does that have peanut butter in it? " (Cuts to MM & BC eating ice cream while crying) That's a perfectly rational reaction to losing your adoptive daughter

"I can keep it together!" (Cut to Mao Mao trying and failing to shovel ice cream in his mouth with his helmet on) NSADGEDHAMADH

Wait a second. Mao's eating mint chocolate chip ice cream. ISN'T CHOCOLATE TOXIC TO CATS?!

"But you said I was part of the team!!" "Then you're...off the team."

Adorabat crying while showing Eugene the picture OUCH MY HEART...

"I used to go exploring in those caves with Mom all the time..." I'm guessing those are the caves from the promo?

"She wasn't afraid of anything!" " Well Adorabat definitely takes after her mother...

"And then one day, Sonara didn't come back with you." Ooh her name's Sonara!! Pretty!! I can't tell if they chose it cuz it sounds like Sonar or because it means "pleasant sounding"

Glad to see Adorabat's still a die-hard metal fan, even with Eugene

Oof Mao isn't taking this well at ALL if he's pretending Adorabat's molt is her...

OOH SHIT ADORABAT RAN OFF TO THE CAVES - wait a minute no she didn't. OH NO EUGENE WENT TO THE CAVES

Ooh there's Sonara's looking glass, bet that's gonna be important

Yay Adorabat saved her dad!

Damn Adorabat must be super traumatized after basically watching her mother die. No wonder she tried to murder Boba-Chan!

Oh the only way to stop the monster is by screaming!

(Mao Mao hears Adorabat scream) "ADORABAT?!" ADOPTIVE DAD POWERS ACTIVATE

Ooh her mother's figure appears over her when she says she's not afraid of anyone...maybe her spirit's inside of her or something?

REVENGE TIME BAYBEY

HOLY SHIT ADORABAT FUCKING MURDERED THAT THING

Eugene & Adorabat both apologized to each other I...

"You can't just leave without the most fearless member of the group!" YAAY ADORABAT'S BACK (Also how are we gonna explain to Eugene Adorabat's scared of the dark?)

"I'll mess 'em up real good! So good, their mommies and daddies won't be able to recognize them when I'm done..." Daaammmnnn...

"She scares me :)"

I wonder...is Sonara really dead? Or are they gonna pull a Kipo & have her still be alive but in a different form?

Badge-A-Fire explosion

Uhh...where is Badgerclops? And why is Mao Mao on the top bunk?!

Of course Badgerclops is petty enough to install a fake monster alarm on his laptop to wake Mao Mao and Adorabat up.

"This is a super-serious work meeting, as you can see by the fact that I haven't provided any snacks!" No snacks?! This must be a serious issue!! /s

"As you know, I am a creative genius. Sometimes there's so much natural creative genius that my brain overloads, and I enter a heightened state that I call 'Ultra Focus'..." Oh so basically like hyperfixation?

"...where I break into a creative sprint, inventing super-advanced technology at supernatural speeds, unparalleled by anyone in the entire field of science." Okay maybe only a LITTLE bit like hyperfixation...wait a second, IS THAT WHY BADGERCLOPS IS SO TIRED ALL THE TIME?!

Uhh did he get his arm stuck in the front door? HE TOOK THE AEROCYCLE?!

"...I forget everything the next morning." Remember my headcanon that Badgerclops represses his memories? Yea...

"Which is why it's not my fault and I don't think I should be criticized :D" TBH I screamed with laughter at this scene solely because of the expression he made

...HE GAVE THE SKY PIRATES THE GEM CELL?! I mean he clearly wasn't thinking right when he did it BUT STILL?!

"Oh hey, I told you I'd use that weird elevator thing!" Dude you LITERALLY used it in Ultraclops. What are you talking about.

"If the Sky Pirates had the Gem Cell, they would've used it already!" That is a fair point ngl.

Umm...did Badgerclops give Adorabat a BOMB?!

Tbh if my friend woke me up in the middle of the night with weird-looking eyes and handed me a timer while saying something about an explosion I would DEFINITELY not go back to sleep afterwards...

I'm sorry, IS THE WHOLE VALLEY GONNA BLOW UP?! WHAT THE HELL DID HE MAKE?!

Mao wiping Badgerclops' tears I'm

A paper towel dispenser? Well that's not that bad - IS THAT A GIANT PAIR OF PANTS?!

Ooh it's not a shock collar it's a translator!! That makes a bit more sense... "I HAVE NO REMORSE OR CONCEPT OF EMPATHY!" ...if the monster doesn't have remorse or empathy how does it know what those words mean...

Badgerclops keeps telling Mao Mao & Adorabat not to criticize him...hmm...I wonder who criticized his inventions that made him that way...*cough* HIS MOM *cough*

"Are all your inventions this weird?!" "YOU'RE WEIRD!!"

IM SORRY DID BADGERCLOPS BUILD A DANCING MACHINE INTO MAO MAO'S BONES?! HIS BONES?! AND HE MADE ADORABAT A SECOND MEGAPEG?!

What in the absolute hell is going on dgaadhdagdadga

Okay but when Badgerclops clutched his head and started shaking when Mao Mao asked why he made those things...I FELT THAT IN MY HEART I FELT THAT IN MY SOUL

Ngl this scene really hit home for me cuz that's how I act when I have a breakdown...

The timer went off but nothing blew up - WAIT, IS THAT A REPLICA OF MECHA HOSSORAFFASNAKEARANG?!

"Initializing Totally Humane Knockout Procedure." (Proceeds to slam the Sheriff's Dept. into the ground) ajdajdgdad

Ooh...ohh they're on some sort of water park...ride...thing??

"And if I didn't want us to get out, then I made sure we couldn't...with super-strong shoe things." But there isn't any on Adorabat, can't she just squeeze herself out?

Ooh I'm getting Pirates of the Caribbean vibes

There's the Gem Cell, it must be powering the ride! Also the robotic arm slaps Mao's hand the same way Mao slaps Badgerclops' hand in Flyaway skkkk

"My amazing creativity is finally gonna destroy us all..." "Hey, at least we'll be destroyed together!" Fair point, fair point

The shoosh returneth

"I always loved inventing." So he was an inventor ever since he was little? Daww.

YOUNG BC IS SO ADORABLE!! He has a lil medical patch instead of an eyepatch which is def more accurate to real life...but what's the vest for? Protection in case he falls? A pressure stim?

That figure's def his mom since they rejected his ideas & he mentions she was mean to him. Also the theory that his mom's a villain seems a bit stronger since they straight-up hand him a tool kid + a set of blueprints with no regard to his safety...

"Also there was a bunch of other kids at school and some other people throughout my life who mocked me relentlessly." THEN WHY'D YOU TELL ADORABAT YOU COULDN'T RELATE TO HER WHEN SHE SAID NO ONE WANTED TO BE HER FRIEND?! (Also I noticed literally all the kids are other badgers, so I'm assuming Badgerclops grew up sheltered like Mao Mao did.)

So the Ultra Focus is basically a really weird coping mechanism to deal with all the abuse and bullying he went through? Holy fuckkk

"They only made fun of you because they were jealous. Happened to me my whole life!" Umm...

"Even the dance chip I surgically implanted in your brain?" Excuse me the dance chip that you WHAT

"I love you-" HE SAID IT 💗💓💗💓

"I'm finally around people who love and understand me..."

Wait did the cannon misfire? DID IT BLOW A HOLE IN THE GROUND?!

OH HE ACTUALLY DID CREATE AN ANIMATRONIC BAND?! I THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE!!

"Take it away, Boss Hosstritch!" (Distorted garbling)

Oof Mao caught all the water

"We hope you all enjoyed being Badgerclops' friend." 💞💕💞💕

Not that anyone cares but I noticed there's a picture of some of the Sweetypies on the monitors, meaning 1. Badgerclops tested it out using them first, or 2. Badgerclops just likes those Sweetypies for whatever reason. Tho that makes me wonder why he'd choose Pinky of all people...

THE SKY PIRATES WERE INSIDE THE ANIMATRONICS THE WHOLE TIME?! THE MAN BEHIND THE SLAUGHTE

Zing Your Heart Out

Why are they giving out rotten sushi??

"HOW DARE YOU LAUGH AT ME EATING SOMETHING GROSSLY?!"

Ooh god Chester's gonna be super freaking annoying in this episode, I can feel it.

"What's blue and smells like red paint? Blue paint!" BAYBEY

Jesus what a prick. GET HIM MAO MAO

Ngl that background's really pretty...

Oooh no the Ruby Pure Heart's being weird again. Ooh no.

FUCK YEA ROAST HIM BABY - Did Adorabat's eyes turn purple because the Ruby Pure Heart gave her powers?

Oh so the siren in Badgerclops' robo-arm is a backup monster alarm?

More Sky Pirates - and the Pure Heart's being weird again...

"I'd tell you but despite your height it'd go right over your HEAD!" Asdfgghjjk

"For someone with two brains, you're not very BRIGHT!" EVEN BETTER

Kevin said he was raising money for a school trip, then for a trip to the hospital...which one is he raising money for?!

"SILENCE PANCAKE, LEST YE BE BUTTERED"

OOH NO SHE ATTACKED MAO AND BC

"IT FEELS LIKE THE WEIGHT OF ONE THOUSAND PLANETS!!"

"One second, I'm getting mad, and the next thing you know-" Is she freaking possessed??

Wait, is the Pure Heart TALKING to Adorabat?! How?!

Cluckins you don't ask people what's wrong with their eyeballs...even if there is something wrong with their eyeballs

"I CAN'T FEEL MY SELF-RESPECT!!"

The pure 'oh shit' on Marion's face when Adorabat turns to her

Half of the people she insulted showed up to her party! Didn't that mean she loved them?!

Oh god not this bitch again - nvm, thanks Adorabat

"Taking over the castle and ruling Pure Heart Valley forever does sound nice..." This is starting to remind me of that one AU where Adorabat turns evil, becomes the ruler of the Sky Pirates, then convinces them to kill Snugglemagne and becomes the queen of Pure Heart...she isn't gonna kill Snugglemagne, is she?

What did Adorabat tell Snugglemagne?! I WANNA KNO

Why is Pinky stealing teeth...reminds me of this

NO BC DON'T EAT THE TEETH

"I...hate myself! Therefore, I'm invincible!" So the trick to not getting your ego destroyed...is to not have an ego. Sounds reasonable.

"Your bug platter, my king?" Genderfluid Adorabat rights

"Mao Mao, your head looks like a CROW!" (Mao Mao caws) IT WAS A LIE HE ISN'T A CAT HE WAS A CROW THIS WHOLE TIME-

"It looks like a half-melted ice cream cone!!" That is...a strange way to describe your own neck...

"Well, I'm...bad (◡‿◡)" Kinda weird that the canonically depressed character can't even cleverly insult himself

...why does Adorabat's skin smell like old cantaloupe

OH SHE IS POSSESSED!!

HOLY SHIT MAO WAS GONNA FUCKING MURDER ADORABAT TO SAVE THE KINGDOM?! THANK GOD HE SAW HER JOKE BOOK, HOLY SHIT

Positivity outweighs negativity!

"WHERE DOES A 800 POUND GORILLA SIT?!" "Where ever it wants!◝(⁰▿⁰)◜" Curse you for making me laugh...

OOH NO THE JOKEBOOK! - Wait nvm Mao remembers Adorabat's jokes!

I think the reason they used that joke is because it represents Mao Mao and Adorabat - Adorabat is blue, and she wants to be like Mao Mao, who wears red. What is BLUE, and smells like (is similar to) RED paint?

YAAAY HE BROKE HER FREE FROM MIND CONTROL!! And did BC get Thanos snapped in the background?

"Thank goodness you're alright! We almost..." Fucking murdered you? Yea

"Might we have our crown and kingdom back, yes?"

"Sorry for being such a monster today." "You're a monster everyday." Is that a joke because she was today's villain, a reference to Sleeper Sofa or foreshadowing?

I hope Mao Mao and Badgerclops decide to investigate what's up with the Heart in Season Two, cause I highly doubt they'll let Adorabat getting fucking possessed go under the radar.

The visual gag of Mao trying to stomp out his ice cream cone like a cigarette is perfect. This is peak comedy everyone else go home

WHOOP CHESTER'S ASS GUYS

Strange Bedfellows

"So, your name is Boss Hosstrich, but you're not actually the boss?" How long did it take him to realize that

JFC Mao & Orangusnake are REALLY hellbent on killing each other huh...at least the deputies and the other Sky Pirates have common sense.

Hahaha nice Dragon Ball Z reference - and they both got crushed by the monster! Lovely.

...did Mao seriously think he died and went to heaven?

So does Orangusnake breathe through Tanner or do they both breathe independently & Coby can feel when Tanner can't?

Dang those skeletons remind me of the Steven Universe Future episode Growing Pains. And why is Lucky inside of Orangusnake? "THAT WAS MY LUNCH, JERK!" Ooh that's why.

"They're full of these tiny, little cracks or, as they're known in the medical field, 'whoopsie-boo-boos'." AGSADGASGADGDASG

Damn their skeletons are just gonna freaking evaporate huh...

"The doctor said I was very brave :D"

Ooh shit the Deputies and the other Sky Pirates met at the same elevator, are they gonna fight - nevermind, they're still calling time.

JESUS CHRIST ARE MAO & ORANGUSNAKE EVER GONNA STOP?!

"You don't have the guts!" "I have a million guts." That is...mildly concerning

"Yeah, I wanted to be a baker, before I realized I liked hurting people so much." Then why doesn't she just like, help Muffins or something?

Tbh I thought Ratarang was holding a gun and I'm glad it was just a weirdly wrapped banana

CONE OF SHAME. CONE OF SHAME. CONE OF SHAME.

"Aww, y'all shouldn't have - this is empty." "Just like my heart when you injure yourself!!" He loves him sm...💓💓

"Why didn't you bring me weapons?!" "Because this is a hospital, and I'm a good boy (◡‿◡ )"

"I really feel like this could be a turning point in their relationship." (Mao and Orangusnake proceed to try and kill each other again) *sigh*

Ngl Mao & Orangusnake constantly repeating themselves is getting super annoying.

That hospital bed beeping is giving me flashbacks to all the times I went to the hospital for seizures...

"You know y'all could live like this, like, all the time if you didn't go around hurting people, right?" "Pssh! Tsk-tsk, boy. You know I gots to hurt people." Uhh you guys should really listen to Badgerclops he knows what tf he's talking about

UUhh, whose egg is that? "MAMA" ASGagddahDh

Of course they had to land in freaking CEMENT to realize that maybe they shouldn't kill each other

Did Mao just deflate like a ballo- oh nvm there he go.

Boneless Mao. Boneless Mao.

And Mao saved Orangusnake!! By...breaking every bone in his body somehow.

"I'm the kind of hero who wants to save you so I can fight you later...at the right time and place." Just gonna file this along with the credit score scene from Perfect Couple in the 'Orangumao' folder.

Is Badgerclops duct taping Mao to the stretcher? I mean, at least he won't move & hurt himself again but geez

Tbh Zing would’ve made a better finale than this ep. At least it had a sequel hook

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Into the unknown scott McCall imagine part 1

" scott .... scott ..... Scott .... SCOTT .... SCOTT ...SCOTT " a voice was pulling McCall back to reality when he felt pain in his shoulder it registered to him that his girlfriend (y/n) looked angery and was turning red while looking at him " hello... aren't you listening i said what are we going to do about the party ?" Scott just blinked " fantastic you weren't listening .... im guessing im talking to a wall better yet I'll get a boyfriend who does ... maybe issac or ... or theo " grabbing gour things scott was about to say something " hey guys " it was liam and mason you rolled your eyes getting up and away from scott and the younger ones

" what's up with (y/l/n) ?" Liam asked scott he zoned out again "uh what ?" mason and liam sighed " you've been distracted lately McCall " Jackson sitting opposite sides to him " hey i ran into (y/n) she seems upset about you " stiles sitting next to scott while lydia and malia was behind " that girl loves to rant especially on you Scott "

" literary what have been on your mind recently that kept you completely occupied with that nonsense?" lydia the strawberry blond asked " its peter " stiles cringed while Jackson gagged " noway McCall its a folklore " kira and malia looked at each other " scott ... scott ?" Jackson sighed " the thing is lydia McCall here got bitten by something while doing a job with me and argent in a small town ... and well he got bitten and well " stiles looked shocked " you said the job was intel on new werewolves not trying to get killed " Jackson laughed "yeah well McCall went pale for a couple of days then .... his eyes changed " stiles eyes squinted " scott what colour are your eyes ?"

Scott turned away but malia shoved his face backed " show us McCall " his eyes didn't turn alpha colours " scott what happened on the job ?" scott didn't say a word " McCall they need to know or else i will " before Jackson could finish theo comea running in " we have company and it ain't werewolves " heavy breathing and slowly sitting down

The door flew opened and three men walked in one muscular in a suit one rugged with a leathet jacket with a smirk on his face , the other his eyes are different and have blood stained dripping down both side of his lips "shit ...shit ...shit " stiles keeps saying while malia was ready with her claws and kira out with her sword

McCall didn't move " LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WOULD YOU PLEASE KINDLY LEAVE THESE PROMISES.... BEFORE IT GETS UGLY " the one in the suit kindly smiled as everyone hurried to leave squirming out of the buliding " so little group of supernatural with a well .... a banshee " the one with the blood came closer to lydia " banshee that can pridict death with a werewolf.. or a turning hybrid werewolf " the man looking at scott " let me introduce ourselves I'm klaus mikaelson I'm the first hybrid werewolf vampire " he sit opposite sides of the gang while " im Elijah mikaelson and this is my younger brother kol mikaelson we're not like my other bother klaus " sitting down beside klaus " we came to negotiate a peace treated on the basis of scott McCall "

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" so do we have a deal McCall?" Stiles and liam sitting during the negotiations while the ladies leave for other issues " scott you can't take this deal ... your walking in blind... we do not know them ... trust me ... we do not deal with this kind especially when we don't know their strengths " stiles whsipering " human whispering to your boy isnt working we have super hearing our power our amplified " drinking a soda then crushing it stiles gulped while liam was trying to control his anger " hey beta you dont need to draw your crawls you know... we know you have anger issues but .... we know all your strengths and weaknesses but we won't use it against you because we know a void person who's ready to kill us all gerard argent ring bell " Elijah fixing his cufflinks " so McCall the deal is set ... argent crossed our path and well he killed half a dozen of people in our town ... plus a few members of my family " klaus eyes turned a different shade

" you got a deal ... mikaelson on one condition (y/l) (l/n) a girl im dating stay out of the agreement no one hurts or use her .... especially in a different situation understand " scott flashing his eyes but Elijah and kol sit back when klaus moves forward " i see you embracing your new powers then McCall " as the three stood up " see you at your house then McCall " as the three walked away " text lydia get intel on each of them ... especially the klaus guy i want to know everything understand " scott brushing passed Isaac and mason towards his bike

" what's the deal then stiles ?" Isaac whispering " a new kind of supernatural just popped up and the deal that scott have with klaus guy a whole new shit ..... plus we have more issues do you know what happened to scott "

Isaac signed " i do but i can't tell you here ... not with the girls here it will only hurt (y/n) in this situation " stiles didn't understand what isaac saying till " hey guys you seen scott ?" As all three of you hear scott engine roared you didn't say a word but gaped " so is the deal done or what ?" Isaac said ignoring you are there " what deal ?" Frowning " are you going to tell me what's up with my boyfriend orbdo i have tk demand like a whiney bitch " starring at isaac and stiles " she's your problem... see you at McCall " brushing pass going towards alison and lydia whos already in the car

You waiting for an answer " look (y/n) scott ... his ..his ..his going through changes ... and .. and you need to back off a little and let him breath ... soooo that's all i have to say cause other than that I've got nothing " running to his jeep while malia and liam are in the back seat leaving you with a jackson whittmore " don't look at me sugar his your boyfriend... all i know i would dump McCall ass and move on " jackson walking away

You were confused and angry that you didn't get the answers you're looking for especially when everyone is ignoring you and well giving you short answers " fine I'll find out myself if j have to " stomping on the floor

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Meanwhile back at beacon hills memorial hospital things are weird bodies being dropped off unexplained death toll " okay ... okay .... okay " frantic sheriff slams his phone down while a deputy parrish " soo what are we going to do now FBI is here especially we got ATF who are they anyways " looking at the people in blue jackets questioning doctors and local people around " this is great I've got ATF and FBI on our backs " slaunting on a chair " sheriff please tell me what's going on ?" Melissa McCall was seeing people all round her question after questions and a swat team outside the hospital

Deputy parrish sighed " we've been getting calls of dead bodies everywhere especially drained of blood considering a sycophant or a maniac with a tendency of draining his or her victims " parrish whispering while melissa went pale " you think this is super...supernatural " even in a lower voice " we aren't sure because its all in shambles and we're figuring it out but for now we have to release a statement to the public immediately "

Right on cue derek hale and chris argent walks through the door with a girl in dereks arms " anyone ...anyone ....anyone ... please help her " melissa hurrided to help " whats her condition?" Checking her eyes and pulse " fetch the bed and get her a room now " as the porter removes the girl from derek the group moves outside the room while the others worked on the girl

" explain hale ?" Sheriff standing ready for questions " we were driving back to beacon hills when a black SUV was smashed by a white Sudan van and multiple officers gun down plus two victims dead on the spot except her ... we found her on a fence wounded and terrified " braeden looked round " she kept mumbling and mumbling we weren't sure what she's saying till argent explained " chris was hiding his gun " she said the word vampire " chris didnt even blink while saying it " ive sedated her before we got here she was frantic and didn't calm down only now she's like this but we didn't see any other wounds "

" anything else you found out there ?" Parrish asked " no ... alot of blood on the pavement and the car looked to be an accidental blow but other than that no suspicion " thats when ATF and FBI agent came popping up " look sheriff we get it ... you're new to this but me and my team are here to stay ... unexplained body count plus a whole lot of missing people so ... expect more from us rather than leaving " the blond woman walked away with her assistant while " ATF agent " are you aware of any gun crimes in beacon hills or illegal selling or gun in the last few months sheriff?" Two men ready to write down anything " not that i know of why ?" The man in the blue jacket sighed " did you know in the last 3 months a couple of your police warehouse were targeted for supply of guns and other units " the man was eyeing argent " im legal to have these especially they are licensed officer " argent wasn't to pleasant with the officer " we will be in touch " handing over a little card

" what the hell was that ?" Chris sighed " i dont see ATF or FBI agents here .... if its the body bag and counting thats okay but illegal drugs and weaponry dealing isnt beacon hills " chris sighing " i need to have a look into what Gerrard is doing maybe he has something to do with it " kissing melissa on the forehead before leaving

Derek looking round " anyone heard from scott ?" melissa shakes her head " thought so "

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Evening

" so .... aren't we going to talk about the elephant in the room ..." silence is showing more often " look scott i don't care about the issue you have with (y/n) right now but isaac and theo even liam told you had a deal with three grown up men who .... stiles says know us ... i dont care if you're not ready to talk but we had enough of your pathetic waiting games alright " stiles looking anywhere but at the table

" Jackson knows even derek but we your best friend dont know and you're pushing us away ... we need to if its a threat we can deal but if its your issues than thats find but keeping us in the dark is not okay" kira sounding frustrated " they need to know scott especially alison shes digging on the mikaelson as we speak " isaac grabbing a drink in the fridge

" fine I'll tell you but you might all want to sit down especially you stiles "

( event leading up scott pov

Two weeks ago argent got a intel on this supernatural about werewolves turning into something else more ... powerful

I wanted to check it out so i took the opportunity to call Jackson while he was in london about a group he suggested it was wise to go down to London . So me and derek including isaac went without stiles because i told him to wait here to protect you guys if anything happened he will be there like a heads up . I was calm with it so it wouldn't be a problem ... the plan was we go to london check this intel argent talked about and this group of supernatural . Leading up to the day i had to come up with a excuse to go to london because my mom wouldn't let me go so i had derek come up with an idea that he found something that could help me improve my skills as werewolf in london .

At first my mom had her suspicions but she agreed only and only if i take isaac with me and i agreed the only other person who knows what and where is alison because she was the eyes ans ears of the warehouse

The day before we were about to head to London i had the feeling that something sketchy will happen , i didn't trust this intel that argent had i told isaac he said its fine but yet he too was wary of the information argent got

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" youre telling me that you guys went to london and something bad happened.... what happened that was so bad that neither one of you can talk other than Jackson " lydia slamming her hands down " I'm getting there "

( continue on

The information of a gang outside of London near Lincolnshire of a warehouse an experiment on supernatural.... werewolves to worked on their strengths and skills . We all thought it was that but it wasnt

So when we landed in London it was the evening isaac and i were already wanting to check the intel but alison told us to wait three days then we check it out . Jackson told us of a small group who being turned into more supernatural and that its beginning to be a threat in england and he was ome of the werewolves helping out .

Jackson told us he doesn't know who runs the place nor where argent got the intel from but when argent and alison went to meet his special firend where he got the intel he was murdered

" hold up ... you're telling us that the person who gave argent intel on this was murdered and you didn't come home after that warning " isaac and scott looked at each other " we wanted to know this information if it will help other werewolves and supernatural " isaac simple said

" fine carry on "

( we were supposed to only be in London for 5 days and my mum was being suspicious and i got tongued tied and told her ... she freaked out but she knew argent was with us so she was calmer . The night before the accident we managed to pull surveillance on the warehouse we saw the same people you saw today the three men

One in a suit the other raging blood addiction the other not so much , we thought their not the threat when one of them klaus i belive said the word I'm immortal invincible because not only I'm i a werewolf im a living breathing vampire

We were shocked at the information but at how old he was 1,000 years old walking and breathing in the daylight especially with fangs and werewolves eyes . Beyond that we didn't know what to do with the information but it lead to me getting something argent didnt tell us of his personal plan .

He busted into the warehouse with armed force guns along with alison we didn't know what to do derek was furious on this and couldn't stay put so he tried to rescue argent and alison but it all break loose

Fighting here there blood was spilling they were invincible we trying staking them sliver bulltes wolfband eveything nothing can penetrate him not a scratch we definitely outnumbered until the guy came from behind and bit me on the left arm his companion laughed " no way to treat unwanted guest klaus " the pain from my arm was excruciating it didnt heal either his eyes were different no glowing nothing

He barely left us alive all he said was i like him lets keep him alive

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Nobody said a word after scott recanted the story of the night he got bitten lydia was lost for words " how ... how ... how ... how ?" Lydia expression says alot

" so thats why those men were familiar with you scott because he bite you " liam was shocked stiles didn't know what to say " how can you keep this from me how ?"

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