#charred ink

Chemical Overdose! Captain Underpants Au

Things to know before sending asks:

Shadow Harold and charred ink.

-Back at the treehouse-

While George and Harold were at school for the day, there was a visitor in there treehouse. A small, sweet, and close-by visitor.

"Come ooon, come oooon.. you can do this, Heidi, you can climb this without falling the fiwst time..."

Harold's little sister lifted herself onto the treehouses wood floor, one of her arms wrapped tightly around a rectangle shaped box, it being gift wrapped with a bow on top of it. She let out a quiet sigh of relief as she managed to not need to attempt to get up to the treehouse one-handed again. A bright smile beamed across her face as she set it down on the hammock, feeling quite proud of herself.

"Oh! Almost fowgot to write his name on it! Oopies!"

She grabbed a black sharpie from a cup filled with different kinds of pens and markers, though at this point most of them are dried out and are in need of replacing. Heidi then carefully yet sloppily wrote Harold on the exposed part of the gift, feeling quite proud of her idea. When she went to put the sharpie back once she finished writing, she accidentally kicked something out from under the hammock, tripping on it and falling on her face.

"Oooowwie!..."

She let out a few sniffles as she wiped away her forming tears, standing back onto her feet. Once she stabilized her footing again, she turned around and scanned the floor, looking around to see what tripped her.

"Huh?.."

She spotted a book laying on the ground, near her feet. Considering that the only thing that she had to step over was crumbled up paper balls, some containing Harold's messed up drawings and others containing George's writing prompts that didn't make the cut, the book was clearly what had tripped her. She picked up the book and was planning on putting it back when the title caught her eye.

".. hmm... 'The Fine Line Between Flaming and Charred'? Ooooh, and Geowge made it too? Sounds so cool!"

Heidi checked around the treehouse for a clock, trying to see if George or Harold were coming back soon. The alarm clock on the small drawer read 10:26 am, and knowing that they don't come back until around 3:30 pm, she decided to lay down on the floor and started reading it, quickly getting engrossed in it's story. She always loved George's writing, she was very lucky that Harold would always save a copy of their latest comic just for her! Once she was finished with it, she was about to put it away again, planning on telling George about just how much she loved it once school was over for him before suddenly getting an idea. She took a close look at the books cover and recalled the story once again.

"... You know what this book really needs? An ill.. illastga- illatr- a drawing for the cover!!!"

She set the book down on the drawer and grabbed a paper along with some markers that were left out and were hopefully not expensive. Then, she began drawing..

The finished artwork was of Flaming Ink in his regular attire, back turned, though he was looking over his shoulder with a confused yet fearful look in his eyes as his stance was that of someone who was preparing to have an intense fight. There was also Charred Ink, with his back facing towards Flaming Ink, looking back at him over his shoulder as well, in the exact same pose that he was in, the look in his eyes being one of pride and smugness instead. Charred Ink was wearing a old, slightly torn black ICP shirt that was too big on him, black bell bottom jeans that had rips and hole scattered all over it, black biker boots with spikes on it, leather spiked bracelets on each hand, black fingerless gloves, and a handkerchief that took place of Flaming Ink's black mask tied around his mouth and nose, it having a skull design on it.

After taking a moment to look at her artwork in pride, Heidi then carefully cut out her drawing, leaving it in the end having a small white space around the two characters. Once she finished cutting it out, she then glued the drawing onto the cover of the book underneath the title of the book. Now giggling excitedly and pridefully to herself, she then wrote a note on a separate piece of paper which reads:

"Helo! I lov your book, George! But I felt lik it was mising somting, so I added for u! Love, Hidi!"

Heidi then set the book on the drawer with the note next to it before quickly getting down from the treehouse and running back to her own house, giggling as she ran.

"No, you don't understand-"

*Whispering into Melvin's ear* "Awwww, pretty boy likes my voice, eh?~"

"Okay, I got the drone set up!" Melvin quickly ran outside and went to George's side.

"Mhmm.. Good, good... now, I'm heading home. See you later.. or tomorrow, depending on when I wake up."

Melvin nodded his head in understanding before gently grabbing George's face and giving him a soft kiss on the lips, needing to stand on his tip toes as to reach George. George let out a soft hum as he softly kissed him back. If it weren't for the fact that he was extremely tired, George would have made this one kiss into ten.

"Remember to be safe, okay?"

"Mhm, I will..."

With that being said, George stepped off of Melvin's front porch and began making his way back home, the humming of the drone following behind him.

*Yawn* *Yawn* *Yaaawn*

Goddamn it.. it's only 1 pm! Why am I this tired?? Did I really sleep that badly last night?..

George's felt his eyes grow heavier and heavier, which in turn, despite it being very difficult for him at the moment, made him start speeding up.

Quickly, George made it back into his house without somehow tripping or passing out on the way. Upon seeing that George had successfully gone home, the drone turned around and started heading back towards Melvin's house, being done with it's duties.

George struggled to pull himself up the stairs, even with his super strength, battling with himself to keep his eyes opened for just a little while longer.

Fucking hell... it's never been this bad before.... why.. why is this...

George sluggishly dragged himself into his room, just barely keeping his eyes open. He did attempt to change into some clothes that were better for sleeping in, but ended up passing out on his bed only wearing white sweat pants.

Slowly, George opened his eyes as he looked up into a mostly clear sky, with the occasional clouds scattered across it. After a few moments of just admiring the blue sky, George lazily sat himself up and looked around to find himself in a field of flowers. The flowers consist of hyacinths, lavender, and begonias.

As George began becoming less dazed and more focused on his surroundings, he noticed the sound of water nearby. The sound was... Calming. Very, very calming. The sound was almost... Hypnotizing.

George stood up from where he once laid and began walking towards the sound of the water, his bare feet rubbing against the green grass beneath him. He followed the sound until finally reaching the source of it, a small lake. One small enough to see the other side of it, at the least. He walked closer to the edge of a dock as he looked down at the water before noticing movement.

It was a person. A person around his size, swimming peacefully in the water. Not wanting to potentially make the other person uncomfortable by staring, George sat down on the dock, dipping in only his feet into the water as he stared at the scenery around him. After a few minutes, the person popped their head out from under the water, staring up at George. George stared back, quickly getting engrossed by their bright orange eyes. If he was paying more attention to anything else about this person, he'd noticed that besides his eyes, the kid looked exactly like him..

The look alike pulled himself out of the water and onto the dock, now sitting beside George.

For what felt like 10 minutes to George, they stayed in silence, yet showed no signs of irritation, no signs of annoyance, or even confusion. The lack of tension in the air made George feel as if they have known each other since the dawn of time, needing no words to be exchanged between them.

George stared down at the water below him. Despite everything else looking to be natural and normal, the water had this black tint to it that it shouldn't have. Though still, it just.. felt so comforting. George reached down and gently grazed the waters surface with his fingertips. The waters just the right temperature for George, being nice and warm without it being boiling hot.

George looked back at the one with the orange eyes, as if asking if it was okay for him to leave the other alone again and go take a swim. They looked at George and gave him a simple nod of the head. Without a second thought afterwards, George hopped into the lake feet first, quickly getting fully submerged in the water..

The feeling... the feeling of it surrounding him... it was... safe. It was protective. It was.. calming. Not only that, but George quickly realized that he was actually able to breathe under this water, and it even has a slight taste of a strange yet pleasant mixture of orange and banana. George continued to swim below the water, feeling the most calm as he has ever been in quite some time.

Meanwhile, the bright orange eyes got up from the dock and began walking towards the field that George came from, as if he's curious about it as well..

The alarm clock on George's bedside started blaring at the clock hit 7:30 am. Quickly, the boy's fist meets the alarm, instantly breaking it and stopping the blaring. The boy lazily sat up on the bed, rubbing his eye with one hand as the other hand stabilized him. He began to open his eyes, his once amber color now instead having a bright, glowing orange in it's place.

He began looking around his surroundings, when he quickly became confused. He looked down at himself, before looking back around the room.

"How?-"

"You wanna know what I do with things I find pretty?.."

"W-what do you do?-"

*Picks Melvin up* "Take them all for myself~!"

"... T-this.. is nice..."

"We can stay like this for a little while longer, if you'd like?"

"Hhhhhnngh.."

"Oh? Pretty and adorable? Well, looks like I just hit the jackpot~"