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"And if you’d been justifying that perhaps this was a fleeting act of kindness- she grabs your hand and drags you down the hallway with her.

You’re following her blindly—because all you could focus on was the sleek back of Shoko’s head; only slightly different from how she looked dragging you out of lecture halls, into clubs, into your first convention at Tokyo Big Sight. And you choke out, “You…you’d lecture me for it?”

“Yeah?” She gives you a semi-glance over her shoulder, “If you want, I could yell at you instead. Maybe that’ll scare off the creep at Men-Ya Aoi.”

You startle, “How do you know about the creep at Men-Ya Aoi?”

And that makes her look at you fully, one brow raised. “We eat there all the time? You always get the tonkotsu ramen and I get the spicy chashu?” And as the confusion grows on your face, she stops and stares. “Last week when we were there, that creep tried to sit next to you and you threw the gyoza plate at him?”

“O-oh.” As suspicion starts to creep into Shoko’s face- you’re hit with the sudden feeling that you didn’t want to close herself again. You didn’t want that warmth in her eyes to dim. You didn’t want her slight smile to slip off her face again. And so you answer, “Right—right.” Scratching nervously behind your neck, “I really didn’t get enough sleep last night.”

“I’ll say.” And then she’s dragging you down the pathway again, just as she did when you were younger. “C’mon now, don’t waste time.”

You breathe, “I won’t.”

Because you did throw a gyoza plate at that creep when he’d insisted on sitting next to you last week- you really did.

go wish them happy birthday RIGHT NOW! they post the funniest most angsty dang art and we love them for it.

in honor of them i am working on a little thing and here’s a snippet of it.

is it a stand-alone fic? maybe. is it an update? could be. who knows! maybe ribz does 😏

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“Jeff! Shut the fuck up!” Shauna elbows him in the ribs. He laughs and shrugs her off, placing one hand on her shoulder and giving her a strong push. She falls off the tree stump where they were sitting on onto the wet leaves. “Dickhead!”

“Can you guys relax?” Colin huffs from the other side of the fire. They do not relax, instead Shauna launches herself into Jeff’s lap and starts to tickle his sides. “I’m trying to tell a spooky story!!” Colin whines in protest then angrily throws his marshmallow on a stick into the flames. Jeff forcefully removes Shauna from his lap and sits her down beside him.

“Fine, man. Relax” He shrugs and shoves his hands into his sweatshirt pocket. “Tell your story and quick so we can get back to having fun.” Shauna giggles behind him while Colin gives an exasperated sigh.

“There’s supposedly creatures that roam these woods. People go missing all the time. They tried to build houses just outside the woods but the structures would end up rotted out as soon as they were put up.” Colin sounds almost uninterested, his gaze drifting to look at the darkness behind them. “Legend says that witches inhabit these woods… the creatures are their pets and they abduct people and use their bones for the brews.”

“Psh. Boring.” Jeff throws a stick into the fire.

“It’s not witches, though. You know that old building right at the edge of the woods?”

“The Satanic Church?” Shauna asks.

“The… I mean yes, but it’s not… it’s not actually a satanic church is it?” Colin is *thrown off*.

“No, that’s true.”

“What? No way.

“Yeah. It is a Satanic Church or something but they’re nice, ya know. They, like, donate food to the homeless and stuff. They’re good people.” Shauna kicks a few leaves at her feet.

“Oh.” Colin sinks into his folding chair. “Well never mind then.” He crosses his arms and sits in silence.

This is a bummer of a camping trip for all of them it seems. They don’t last much longer, with Shauna and Jeff retiring early to the tent while Colin stays in his chair to watch the fire go out and having to listen to the two of them screw around. He’s not particularly happy with being the third wheel but this time alone makes it all the worth it. He starts to doze off as the night drags on, the fire taking its time… or is something keeping it alight? No, no… that’s Colin’s creeped out brain talking. It’s definitely because they put an ungodly amount of lighter fluid onto the firewood.

A twig snaps in the distance that makes Colin’s hair stand on end. His surroundings are pitch black except for the fire. Wide awake now but he’s sure it’s nothing. That is… until he hears more rustling that only grows closer and closer with each passing second.

“Hello?”

Dead silence.

Colin sinks further into his camping chair and returns his gaze to the fire. A few peaceful moments pass.

Daniel: That’s 200%.