#blessing!reader

You were still salt someone you once called your friend who sick a whole caste of clowns on you.

At first you deluded yourself into thinking it wouldn't be that bad.

Then you heard some of the excited chatter about getting to pail with you.

It suddenly became clear that it, in fact, would be that bad.

You've barely even done the deed!!! Let alone the fact done it with aliens. You just wanted to make some friends.

Later on, you decided to take a chance with your main captor of the night.

GHB surprisingly does listen to you as he files away some personal documents.

He does clarify that while the system will be tweaked until they figure out something that works, it shouldn't be a huge deal. Just let him know and he can handle it.

You then let him know the main issue for you.

GHB stares at you. He maybe even blinks a few times before bursting into a fit of hysterical giggles.

He explains that you did have time before you actually had to pail the clowns with heart or spade eyes for you.

The last collection happened a little bit ago, so you had a sweep to get comfortable with them and the idea of pailing a bunch of clowns.

And when you wouldn't shut up about how you are extremely rusty for human sex, much less alien sex. He pauses a little.

Oh yeah, you're an alien. He grunts.

He shrugs and offers to let you mess with him whenever you decided to try.

Shukri has a pitch/pale relationship with the blessing. She's a bit against the whole idea of just having a random alien(messiah backed or otherwise) just...being a quad.

Then the blessing sassed her for 'acting all pretentious' about that sentiment.

They go back and forth trying to out sass/fluster each other until someone can't clap back anymore.

They have a very general routine. They both tend to wake up early. The blessing because they aren't nocturnal and GHB because he likes the time to wake up in the morning.

They share a room(for protective reasons). GHB has his own recuperacoon and they have a special made bed for the blessing. Their day starts with one waking up the other. Usually it is GHB. He has learned that he needs to wake you 'gently' as you put it. Before he would just honk loudly and apparently it was 'too scary to wake up to'. He rolled his eyes at you while you were explaining. Now he just shakes you.

You both have an hour to mess around before you have to start getting ready. GHB will remind you of who you're meeting up with and when as you both shower together. You remind him of random tidbits for his appointments as you both dry off. You both gossip about things either of you heard about as you change into your outfits of the day or show each other stupid Grubtube videos you thought the other would like. You both know legit everything about everyone in the caste because of both of your connections. Helps with governing tbh.

You both take turns cooking breakfast for each other. The Clope is a decent cook, even if he doesn't have to.

I couldn't because it's true. The blessing does crap like this when they(ghb + clardinals) all get on their(the blessing's) nerves.

This ended up way longer than I expected.

Yes, after managing to fully settle into the arrangement they would.

It was while you were grubsitting the clownlets. It had been a while since you hung out with anyone that wasn't a clown

And you had to do ALOT of bargaining with the others for them to let you technically out of their sight for a few hours.

All 3 of you were catching up while the clownlets had decided to practice some tricks off of your old home/hideout/watchtower.

Stelsa was acting like more of their grubsitter than you were, fretting here and there about them not hurting themselves.

Tyzias made a few jokes about her not needing clown blood on her hands when she was already a rebel.

It was chill.

And then you messed up.

Tyzias was asking about one of your new clown friends and how she hasn't seen you wandering around like you used to.

You forgot where you were due to the relief of seeing 2 of your favorite legislacerators and started going on and on about how Chahut was gonna end up killing you one of these days with how much she was jumping around on the quad grid.

Tyzias, being the good friend that she was, offered to help hide you if you decided to break up with her and lay low.

"Heh, I wish it were that easy. I'd probably have broken up with all of them by now if it wasn't for the whole 'captive' thing, am I right?"

Your small chuckle was met with a furrowed brow and concerned sip of water.

"I'M SORRY, WHAT." Stelsa also chimed in.

To your credit, you did try to hide it and backtrack.

But they were both trained to needle stuff like this out of their targets.

As you struggled to come up with a decent lie, they piled more and more evidence on that disproved it.

Stelsa even pointed out how it made sense that they only ever really saw you with clowns anymore. Never that rainbow of friends you had before.

So you had to tell them.

Stelsa was more freaked out than Tyzias, fretting/worrying over them being rough or just outright abusing you for fun

Tyzias hid her concern better, inquiring more and more about how the logistics even work? Were they being monitored right now?

You explained you managed to bargain your way into this meeting and that they did put a tracker grub on you. Though you wouldn't be surprised if there were some of your diamonds in the area, "just in case" as they would put it.

Both interrogate you about escaping, and you refuse, telling them that the caste knows who they are(part of their conditions) and that you were fine.

If anything you had a whole bunch of influence now. You could go a long way in getting more of the clowns to convert to a not-as-murdery-sect. You were making good progress already!

You also offered to maybe start planting seeds of rebellion within the community with Tyzias' help.

It was a hard pill to swallow for both them, finding out their alien buddy became something of a quad-slave to highbloods.