#lvcff

A/N: I got a manicure and I feel sexy, but that's beside the point. I heard Larka didn't have the best day (like her bra stabbed her) so I have a gift for her. 

This is Toaster's past, before she met the Gamma team and wandered the streets. 

Word Count: I forgot to check before I closed the tab so the word count is 666 fuck you

Starring: Sarge as Toaster, Cass as Orian and Vod as Callow. 

"We should go test it up on a rooftop, I don't want to get arrested," Orian suggested, tugging on Toaster's sleeve to get the more than eager virus off the streets. With an exaggerated sigh, Toaster followed and tightly clutched her hand.

.:.

Standing on that rooftop, just her and Orian and the gorgeous, clear night sky above them made Toaster feel like she was on top of the world. "Don't you wanna test out your shotgun?" Orian asked, noticing the change in Toaster's eyes. "What?" Toaster asked, having zoned out staring at Orian's veins.

Orian offered a smile at Toaster's question. "I said, you should test out your shotgun," Orian repeats, shoulder twitching slightly when something suddenly slams into her back. Not wanting to worry Toaster, she easily corrects herself and acts as though nothing was wrong, trying to ignore familiar and yet bone chilling beeping.

Toaster was staring at her shotgun loading it while Orian pondered over how long she had left, what she should do for however long she had left while not worrying Toaster. An idea suddenly came, and she stepped closer to Toaster. "Toast," she calls, Toaster looking up at Orian's nickname for her.

The look in her eyes seemed rather strange to Toaster, who lowered the shotgun and asked,"What's up Orian?" Not particularly sure what she could want. Orian stepped closer, her actions decided but regretted, having known Toaster might hear the beeping. Her anxiety suddenly taking over, Orian acted very suddenly.

The distance between them was abruptly closed when Orian leaned in and kissed Toaster, who took a moment to process what had happened before reacting and kissing her back. Toaster's hands raking through her hair while they kissed had been something both had dreamt about on the occasion but never gone out on impulse and done.

The kiss was ended just as soon as it began when Orian heard the beeping speed up and shoved Toaster as far away as she could get. Toaster's mouth suddenly opens as she goes to say something, the words never leaving her mouth. Orian suddenly exploded, bits of her going everywhere and scattering off the rooftop.

Toaster's scream was ear-piercing and immediate,"NO!!!!!" She lunged for Orian, instead hitting the ground. Broken sobs wrenched out of her as Toaster curled into a ball, her hand tightening around the closest piece of what was left of her beloved Orian.

Feeling watched, Toaster suddenly glanced up and spotted a rather strange, unforgettable looking mask staring at her from a rooftop away, a devious grin etched into his mask and blue veins that seemed familiar. Toaster had definitely seen him before. "Virus!" The name popped into her head suddenly, having been taught the horrible stories of him for as long as she could remember. 

The infamous virus just grinned deviously, holding up a similar bomb and pressing one finger to his lips. "You fucker!!" Toaster screeched furiously, rushing to get him and stopping abruptly when he disappeared.

.:.

The authorities arrived before long to investigate what had happened, but Toaster would say nothing. She was broken without Orian, just staring off into the distance with every word spoken to her going in one ear and out the other. Except one. One word got through, and it was simpler than most would have expected.

A strange virus suddenly slipped through the police tape, stopping in front of Toaster. "Hi," was all he said, green alligator tail swishing behind him as he stared at her. Toaster glances up at him, her eyes void of all life as he tips his top hat to her in greeting.

The virus, Fire, blew her red hair away from her eyes, smirking as she read the journal’s newest entry. “I can’t believe I’m really this simple, all her problems could be solved with a bit of self-confidence.” The virus laughed, not maliciously, but in amusement. Human’s and their lives were so simple.

A glaring light appeared from the screen, signalling that the computer was being booted up. “Shit.” She muttered under her breath, before closing the document and hiding in the Schoolwork file.

A brown haired girl’s face appeared in front of the screen, her brown eyes reddened from recent tears. The girl sighed and clicked on Microsoft Word. A small box appeared on the screen, with the words, Norton security scan has found 1 virus(s) on your computer. The girl closed her eyes and groaned in annoyance. The cursor slowly moved over the FIX NOW button.

The virus gritted her teeth, she could leave through the firewall but who knows how long it would take to get back in. She stepped out of the schoolwork file and in front of the Norton Security Scan. A text bubble appeared in the space above her, “Please don’t.”

The brown haired girl stared at the small virus on her screen, “What… What are you? Are you the virus?”

Fire groaned, “Come on, I know you aren’t this slow.” she said, “Voiceoflarka. The virus world. Any of this ring a bell?”

The girl laughed nervously, “That’s just a fake world, like a book, it’s an amazing, beautiful, complex world, but still not real. My brother is probably just playing a prank on me.”

Fire pushed her hair away from her eyes, “Fine whatever I’m a prank, just don’t click that button. It takes forever to get through the Mac’s firewall.”

The girl’s eyebrows scrunched together, “Wait a minute, how long have you been on my computer, what have you been doing.”

The virus rubbed her arm and swung her leg, “Nothing of importance, just reading. I wondered what the human  version of me was like, and frankly I have to say I’m disappointed. I could do a much better job than you, DeAnda.”

DeAnda scoffed, “Yeah right, how’s life in your little world, since it’s nothing but code I’m sure you can change anything you want.”

“Just like you can change anything you want? Your world is made up of fragile mortal creatures.”

The two girls attempted to stare the other down, their gaze unblinking until DeAnda lowered her head slightly. Fire smirked, “The only thing you need in your world is a backbone, something you clearly lack.”

DeAnda sighed and looked on her phone, opening the tumblr app. “I’m messaging Larka, she’ll help me out.”

Fire leaned back on the Norton’s Security Scan message, stretching her arms. “Look DeAnda. I’m not asking for much, just let me stay here for a bit, I’ll help you out if you want.”

“With what?”

“Homework, life. Whatever. I don’t have much else to do, my group is off in California and I’m not one for traveling.”

The brown hair girl sighed and looked at the short message she was going to send to Larka, “Fine. Just don’t go messing with my skype or games alright.”

The red haired virus smiled, “Thanks.” She said before closing the Norton’s app and jumping into the schoolwork file.

A/N: Yet another piece for Larka. I don't know what I'm doing, man, I just do. 

Word Count: 368

Starring: Larka as Queen Echo, and Mick as Glitch and mentions of Sarge as Toaster 

Word Count: 1095 or something like that 

Starring: Sarge as Toaster, Larka as Echo, Gabby as Gamma, Vod as Callow, and brief appearances from Inky as Ebony and Mick as Glitch. 

Since Larka is drawing us, I feel it only necessary to give her a gift in return

Special note, this particular fic features two very special people (Gabby and Cass) 

Word Count: 405

Warnings: Uhh, none 

Bwoop!

Saturday was just the average day, Sarge sitting at her computer and messaging Gabby back and forth. SItting at her computer, YouTube on one side and her phone on her other just typing away on her computer.

She nearly jumped out of her chair when the computer’s screen glitched to reveal a face. Her face. “What the fuck…” she whispers, leaning forward. This was impossible, the computer didn’t even have a camera! “What the fuck are you?” she murmurs.

The doppelganger grins, her skin flashing with purple lines. “You’re Toaster, the…the thing Larka created,” she whispers. Toaster wordlessly grins, raising one finger and pressing it to her lips. Sarge tilts her head to one side,”What are you doing?” she murmurs, leaning back when her screen begins to pulse.

Sarge began to panic, her eyes widening. “Toaster, you can’t kill me! If you replace me, they’ll notice you’re gone!” Sarge grins when Toaster stops, having been outsmarted. Her purple eyes narrow, hating that her plan was thwarted. She suddenly flashes a grin, a new idea coming to mind as the entire room flashed a bright white.

.:. The next Tuesday at school was just as normal as every other day at school, Toaster’s tongue as sharp as her human counterpart. When lunch rolled around, things changed. Cass walked up, her short purple hair bouncing as she came up to Toaster. “Hey,” Cass greets her halfheartedly, expecting Toaster to join her like she always did.

Cass stopped short when Toaster did no such thing. “Aren’t you coming..?” Cass asks quietly. Toaster’s eyes widen and she jumps up, walking over and joining Cass in walking down the hall to her locker. Cass kept casting sideways glances at Toaster, knowing something was off. In the past year, she’d grown rather close to her fellow lesbian companion. Toaster was looking everywhere at once, growing suspicious when the halls were empty save for her friend.

Cassie had barely just gotten her locker open, rooting through it as Toaster leaned on the locker beside hers. Toaster was taken aback when Cass got up and pinned her against the locker, eyes narrowed with distrust. “Who are you, and what did you do with Maddie?” she hisses, earning a wide grin.