Niffty

"That sounds perfect," he returned. He'd never used the vents to hide things himself, but that was largely because people were never typically interested in stealing his things. He was thinking of perhaps installing a high quality lock on the door after this.

As for her second question, he considered it for a moment. Simply bringing them in might allow him to figure out if they were the thief or not, but he was more concerned with the fungus itself than the thief. "Knock them out first," he returned. That way he could get the procedure started and they might just wake up half way through instead of fighting him the entire time. Answers could come after.

She’s up the wall before the word even finishes leaving her mouth, fingers and feet skittering fast-fast-fast, a manic giggle echoing behind her. “Hehe—knock ‘em out, got it!! Don’t do anything fun without me!!”

With a quick, feral wiggle, she pries open the vent cover and squeezes inside, legs kicking once before vanishing completely.

“Oooohhh it’s filthy in here already, jackpot!!”

"That's going to have to change~!" Alastor sing-songed in Husk's ear, laughing afterwards as he pet him on the head. "Radio Waves would be an excellent band name!" Alastor ignored all the other options upon hearing one he liked, snapping his fingers. "Now all we need is Niffty!"

No sooner did Alastor say the words that he snapped his fingers and summoned her. Because this was a hilarious idea.

“HI!!! Did someone say band?!” gasp “I love bands—so many little parts to clean!!”

She scampers up Alastor's side like a ladder.

“I’ve got bugs! They play Trumpets! And drums! And one of them screams on pitch—he’s my favorite!!"

"The fungus itself is largely invisible. It's designed to grow on top of living organisms, burrowing into their skin without visible growth on top. With any luck, the thief stole the vials without opening them." He doubted the intelligence of nearly everyone in this building, but surely people wouldn't see any point in opening a vial that looks empty to the untrained eye. "I can't say for certain what it feels like, I wear gloves while working. I was in the process of removing its odor, but it does have a weak scent. Something akin to mold."

Baxter reached into his coat pocket and handed her a small UV light. "This should help you find them. When you direct this beam of light at the fungus, it will glow." It was going to be designed to only respond to a specific pulse later on, but for now, this was useful. "Also, point it at a person's eyes if they're being uncooperative. It's quite painful." He giggled to himself, thinking of it, before clearing his throat and refocusing. "Now. The fungi should be found within small glass vials closed with a blue cap. But if you find an organism with the fungi infested into their skin, take it to my lab. I can remove it myself. Mostly." Enough to grow more of it.

“Invisible… skin-burrowing… moldy little glow bugs…” she whispers, delighted. “Hehehe… that’s disgusting. I love it!!”

She snatches the UV light and immediately clicks it on, then without hesitation flashes it right into her own eye.

“AH—!!” she squeaks, recoiling for half a second before breaking into giggles. “Hehehe!! Yep, that works!!”

She leans in again, buzzing with energy. “Blue caps, mold smell, maybe squirming under the skin… got it got it got it!!”

Her head snaps toward the ceiling.

“VENTS,” she says instantly, eyes lighting up. “Ohhh it’s gotta be the vents!! Everyone hides stuff in the vents!! Needles, drugs, weird sticky things I don’t even ask about, hehe!!”

She bounces in place, practically vibrating. “If I were a sneaky little thief with gross little glow jars, I’d stash ‘em up there with all the other nasties!!”

She spins back to him, grinning sharp. “If it’s in someone, do I knock ‘em out first or bring ‘em in wriggling?” She’s already crouched low, muscles coiled, glancing back up at the vents like a cat about to pounce, barely holding herself in place.

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Niffty snaps to attention so fast she nearly topples over, then straightens with a gasp.

“Ooooh!! Important?! I love important!!” she squeaks, bouncing on her toes. “What is it, what is it, what is it?! Is it messy? Is it dangerous? Am I gonna get to stab something?!”

He currently suspected that a person must have stolen it while he was absent from his laboratory yesterday. Or while he was asleep. All he knew was that it was gone when he'd went to look for it today.

“Missing?! Stolen?? Glowy fungus thief?!” she squeals, eyes lighting up. “Ooohhh that’s so bad, hehe, so so bad!!”

She leans in close, rocking on her heels. “New people are suspicious… they track dirt everywhere. Everywhere!!”

Her grin sharpens. “Okay okay, what does it smell like? Or feel like? Does it tingle?”

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@exorcist-ava

By methods that Niffty herself couldn’t quite explain (and didn't care enough to), she had once again managed to sneak her way into Heaven. But this time? She was luckier—and that mean angel hadn’t yet noticed her sneaking around.

With all the enthusiasm of a feral squirrel hunting for its next snack, she scoured the pristine land for a single speck of dirt. And lo and behold, after much frantic searching, she found it—and someone.

Ava grabs the can back, becoming alarmed that someone was stealing his trash.

No. No! You are not doing this!

He breaks through one of the walls and grabs Niffty.

We are going home! -👿

He notices the Exorcist character staring back at him in shock, so he hurls a brick at her. Ava collapses to the ground immediately. She’d forget about the whole thing, so no need for a fancy NRWE mind wipe.

Joyer snaps his fingers to open a portal, bringing him and Niffty back to the Team Joyer™️ HQ. As the portal closes behind him, he falls to his knees, still holding Niffty in his arms.

And then he cries.

“HEY—!”

The next thing she knew, everything twisted, colors folding in on themselves, and then—pop—they were somewhere else entirely. The portal snapped shut behind them with a sharp thwip, and Niffty found herself clutched tight against Joyer’s chest.

She blinked. Once. Twice.

“…Huh.”

Then she noticed it. The stillness. The quiet. And Joyer—collapsed to his knees, shaking, holding onto her like she might disappear if he loosened his grip even a little.

Her manic grin faltered.

For once, she didn’t immediately wriggle free. Instead, she awkwardly patted his arm, then his shoulder, then settled for clinging to him like an oversized, stabby cat.

“Wow…” she murmured, unusually quiet. “You really hate Heaven, huh?”

She paused, then leaned in closer, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret.

That’s…that’s good. That place…all of the Lutualverse needs cleaning up.

His face becomes blank, though his eyes were still red from crying.

We…we’ll both clean it up, I promise. Just…

His heart aches as he remembers the Burglar’s sacrifice, and as he remembered Rue disappearing from the NRWE dimension. Half of his team — his two friends — were gone. It was just him and Niffty now.

Unless he could get the princess on board too, that is. Yes, that was the answer. She was powerful, she was perfect…she could be the ideal ally.

Yet at the same time, Joyer feared that asking her to join them, him, would only be opening himself up to another hurt when she decided to inevitably leave like so many others before.

His voice is quiet as a million thoughts and possibilities run through his mind.

“…Clean it up…?” she echoed, softer than normal, like she was testing the words to see if they squeaked.

She squirmed in his arms, then scrambled up his chest without warning, perching there and clutching his collar to steady herself. One finger poked his cheek. Not a jab. Not a prod. Just a careful little tap.

“Mm. Yeah. You’re staticky,” she declared, nodding to herself. “Like when the lights flicker and everything goes bzzzz inside. That means there’s a big mess hiding where I can’t see it.”

At his quiet just us, she blinked once.

Then twice.

Her grin crept back in — small, crooked, and earnest before snapping bright again. “Okay!! Just us!!”

She lunged forward and wrapped her arms tight around his neck, squeezing hard, giggling breathlessly. “We’ll clean everything! Bugs and trash and gross broken stuff and—”

She stopped, pressing her forehead against him, voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper.

“Hehe—hi!” she chirps, eye gleaming. “Whatcha doin’? Is it dangerous? Or messy? Or both?”

She tilts her head, giggling softly. “Can I help? I’m really good at helping… especially if something goes wrong!” @maidniffty

Baxter jumped at the interruption, but once he saw who it was, he relaxed immediately.

"It's both, Niffty," Baxter answered, focusing back on the experiment in front of him. Presently, he was working on iterating a chemical compound that would both expedite the moulting cycle of roaches and alter the development to make them develop larger exoskeletons. He was quickly discovering that there was a fine line between making the roach moult quicker or making the roach explode. That, or the compound was too strong, which would simply kill the roach instead of catalyzing anything significant.

“Ooooh—BABY roaches!” she squeaks, clapping her hands. “The squishy kind!! I can do that, I can totally do that!”

A whole can a’ tuna! LET’S GOOOO!!! -🚬

@exorcist-ava

By methods that Niffty herself couldn’t quite explain (and didn't care enough to), she had once again managed to sneak her way into Heaven. But this time? She was luckier—and that mean angel hadn’t yet noticed her sneaking around.

With all the enthusiasm of a feral squirrel hunting for its next snack, she scoured the pristine land for a single speck of dirt. And lo and behold, after much frantic searching, she found it—and someone.

Ava grabs the can back, becoming alarmed that someone was stealing his trash.

No. No! You are not doing this!

He breaks through one of the walls and grabs Niffty.

We are going home! -👿

He notices the Exorcist character staring back at him in shock, so he hurls a brick at her. Ava collapses to the ground immediately. She’d forget about the whole thing, so no need for a fancy NRWE mind wipe.

Joyer snaps his fingers to open a portal, bringing him and Niffty back to the Team Joyer™️ HQ. As the portal closes behind him, he falls to his knees, still holding Niffty in his arms.

And then he cries.

“HEY—!”

The next thing she knew, everything twisted, colors folding in on themselves, and then—pop—they were somewhere else entirely. The portal snapped shut behind them with a sharp thwip, and Niffty found herself clutched tight against Joyer’s chest.

She blinked. Once. Twice.

“…Huh.”

Then she noticed it. The stillness. The quiet. And Joyer—collapsed to his knees, shaking, holding onto her like she might disappear if he loosened his grip even a little.

Her manic grin faltered.

For once, she didn’t immediately wriggle free. Instead, she awkwardly patted his arm, then his shoulder, then settled for clinging to him like an oversized, stabby cat.

“Wow…” she murmured, unusually quiet. “You really hate Heaven, huh?”

She paused, then leaned in closer, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret.

"Come out, come out wherever you are..."

Canine's eyes caught movement, something small. Either a sinner or something hell-born that no one would miss. Their blade slipped back into their hand before being launched at the tiny sinner.

Niffty jumps towards the blade and catches it with her teeth. She rushes towards Canine faster than they're even able to track. She spits out the blade and climbs on top of them, grabbing them by the collar.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii angel

So what is an angel doing here? Is it extermination time? I need to ask Charlie if I can stab the angels again today!

It was reeeeally fun last time!

Their blades swung in circles around them, the twinkling of chains and whirling of hot air sounding a symphony in their ears as they took a defensive stance.

BUT not until I get groceries! We're having jambalaya for dinner today and Alastor said I should buy celery and green bell pepper!

Canine’s eyes widened as Niffty pulled a knife out of her pocket and hit Canine’s still spinning blade, sending it round and round until the exorcist was wrapped in chains, their other chain hanging limply beneath them like a leash.

LET'S GO!

She pulls Canine by the leash, leading them to the store. Store, obviously full of other sinners. Although they seem to avoid Niffty, except filming her from afar, like some kind of celebrity.

Hmm, where could the celery be? She asks, walking down the beverage aisle.

Unsurprisingly, they were correct in placement.

What they weren't expecting was the several bottles of lube and crude sayings next to most of the vegetables.

Yesss! Just what we needed!

Now we can go back to the hotel and cook dinner!

“Fucking bug.”

Niffty finally stops when they reached the kitchen and immediately hands Canine pepper, celery and a comically huge knife.

Do you know how to cut veggies?

“How the fuck am I supposed to chop shit when I don’t have fucking arms?!”

Niffty lifts one of Canine's arms as if it wasn't chained. Hold on, it really isn't chained. Where are chains??

Now get back to work or you'll end up on the streets like James!

"Come out, come out wherever you are..."

Canine's eyes caught movement, something small. Either a sinner or something hell-born that no one would miss. Their blade slipped back into their hand before being launched at the tiny sinner.

Niffty jumps towards the blade and catches it with her teeth. She rushes towards Canine faster than they're even able to track. She spits out the blade and climbs on top of them, grabbing them by the collar.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii angel

So what is an angel doing here? Is it extermination time? I need to ask Charlie if I can stab the angels again today!

It was reeeeally fun last time!

Their blades swung in circles around them, the twinkling of chains and whirling of hot air sounding a symphony in their ears as they took a defensive stance.

BUT not until I get groceries! We're having jambalaya for dinner today and Alastor said I should buy celery and green bell pepper!

Canine’s eyes widened as Niffty pulled a knife out of her pocket and hit Canine’s still spinning blade, sending it round and round until the exorcist was wrapped in chains, their other chain hanging limply beneath them like a leash.

LET'S GO!

She pulls Canine by the leash, leading them to the store. Store, obviously full of other sinners. Although they seem to avoid Niffty, except filming her from afar, like some kind of celebrity.

Hmm, where could the celery be? She asks, walking down the beverage aisle.

Unsurprisingly, they were correct in placement.

What they weren't expecting was the several bottles of lube and crude sayings next to most of the vegetables.

Yesss! Just what we needed!

Now we can go back to the hotel and cook dinner!

“Fucking bug.”

Niffty finally stops when they reached the kitchen and immediately hands Canine pepper, celery and a comically huge knife.

Do you know how to cut veggies?