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[Image Description: A digital drawing of three Tasques from Deltarune: chapter 2 rendered in a flat, clean lineless style. Two of the tasques are in playful poses while the other is sitting. They are surrounded by sparkles. The background is a photograph of a cloud in a diamond shape and the blue patches on the tasques are overlaid with cloud textures as well. End Image Description.]
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Once upon a bright night humming with activity, Serial Number Q5U4EX7YY2E9N asked Tasque Manager if she would like to come with her on a trip up through the Mansion, to one of the balconies.
âAs A Breakâ
âA break in the mansion I work inâ?â Tasque Manager chirped as she set one of Queenâs fine paintings in orderâ not fire, not fire! Order, order! Today was Calibrating Day, Tasque Managerâs favorite day, and she had randomly selected one of Queenâs fresh paintings to test and see if the whole lot was rotten. âWhy, the mansion I practically run, runâ?â
âI Think That If Walls Could Talk Theyâd Say You Deserve A Break As Much As I Do / And The Most Convenient Breaks Are Those You Ascend Stairs Forâ Queen leaned against the wall, over Tasque Manager, shading her from the light she would have needed to see inside this painting if it werenât for her builtâin illuminator.
âAnd what workââ here, Tasque Manager kneeled to check the amount of lighter fluid this painting contained, ââis it that youâre taking a break from exactly, my most elegant radiance?â
She felt Queenâs chassis hum lightly as her most elegant radiance pondered the questionâ and she was so very genuine about it, too, which was one thing out of the many things Tasque Manager appreciated about her.
âComing Up With Good Ideasâ Queen concluded eventually, triumphant, as Tasque Manager pulled a switch.
âDuck, duck!â
âGoose?â
âNo, duck!!!â Tasque Manager leapt for Queenâs neck and yanked her down by her silly collar, just as a blast of flame seared the backs of their heads.
âOhâ Queen exclaimed monotonically as the flame dissipated. âOh Myâ
Beaming, she rolled off Tasque Manager and sat back on her heels. âWhooooooo Wow Wow Wow / Tasquey That Was Wonderful! Clap Clap Clap / Almost Died!â
âIt is one out of the many tasks I am glad to perform for you at any moment. Queen death prevention, is what I mean!â Tasque Manager sat up and churred, moving to wipe her prosthetic sootâstained hands on her white qipao.
Queen took her hands before she could, wiping them on the strawberry carpet instead. âSilly Silly Thereâs No Need To Sully Your Clothes / Thatâs What The Floor Is Forâ
Tasque Manager gasped, mock-affronted. âWhy, Serial Number Q5Uââ
âNo No No No / Itâs Queen For Scolding Since That Makes It Easierâ
Tasque Manager laughed. âAlright! Why, Queen, Queen, Queenâno, no, itâs too informal!â
âNo Such Thing As Informal In This Lawless Landâ
(There were still sootprints on Queenâs hands, and now there were more on her slightly singed collar. If there was anything Tasque Manager regretted in the last two minutes, it was not cleaning her hands before saving Queen from mild charring and melting.)
âHey Tammy / Tasquey / Jack OâLantern / Aquamarineâ
âJack oâlantern...?â
âUhâ Queen faltered. âBecause Of Your Smile / Wait Um / ... / Oh Never Mind / Hey / Please Leave These Strikingly Designed Fireplaces Behind And Tend To Them Later Because I Have Something Cool To Show Youâ
âNo, no, QueenâI have a strict schedule to follow,â Tasque Manager protested, âand itâs a very fine schedule, in my opinionââ
âPerhaps If We Just Cleared It For This Very Special Calibrating Day?â Queenâs visor sparkled, black and starry as the night could be. âPoof Poof Responsibilities Are: Deleted / You Have So Much Power Magician / Come Onnnnnn I Canât Finish All These Blocks Of Processed Factory Blue Cheese Myself / (Literally) (I Canât Eat) (Please Tasque Manager Save Me From Drowning In So Much Cheese)â
âHsst hsst hsstâlater. Later, later, later, silly!â Tasque Manager stood, her outlet tail curling over Queenâs black heels, and bent down to help up her most radiant elegance. âFirst, I will complete what is in my itinerary, itinerary. And then, I will pencil in âmeet... Queen on one of her many balconies, for something that will truly be a wondrous surpriseâ in one of the free spaces! Now, does this placate you, your most divine majesty?â
âLmao / Why Yes / I Am So Very Pleased My Utmostly Sophisticated Electricnessâ Queen let go of Tasque Managerâs hands and swept into a bow that managed to be fascinatingly regal and terribly clumsy at the same time (although this botched royal-ness was a natural part of Queenâs charm, Tasque Manager often wondered where Queen had learned how to bow like that).
âToodles You Silly Little... I Mean Tasque Managerâ Queen added, and she somersaulted away, making a passing flock of Swatchlings rumble with laughter and cheer as she did.
Tasque Manager laughed as well, and flicked the paintingâs switch. Another bloom of fire blazed through the halls.
It was a good day for these paintings; all those that sheâd tested were running smoothly. She would be done very early.
â
Upon the balcony, the night sky stretched around them; endless, fathomless, cold. Hung with faraway electric stars, and a single, exquisitely accurate moon, and that was it. Queen let advertisements for empty lots and pomegranates and cars and the like run rampant throughout The City, but the night sky would always remain pristine. It wasnât theirs to touch.
âYou Must Be Wondering Why Iâve Brought You Up Hereâ Queen said to Tasque Manager as they looked over the edge, down at their city that spilled teal and magenta and cerulean beneath their feet.
âIndeed I am, your majesty.â
Queen was silent. A large shadow-powered zeppelin with Tasque Manager: Mansionâs Most Wonderful Employee painted on its side in luminous eye-searing colors floated up past them and into the night sky.
âHow did you construct that without my knowledge...?â Tasque Manager wondered as the zeppelin turned westward and began floating over the city.
âSpamton Helped / Blueberry And Teal And Indigo Did Most Of The Painting / When I Tried Spamton Said I Was A Hazard To Society / Swatch Was In Charge Of Distracting You / But Swatch Also Isnât Very Good At Distracting People Especially Longterm / Highkey Surprised You Didnât Figure It Outâ
âOh my.â Tasque Manager resolved to affectionately drown Swatch in Tasques the next time she saw that graceful bird.
She noticed Queen was smiling at her and flicked a spark of white electricity at her with a finger. âYou are so very smug, smug! Ill befitting a crown!â
âMaybe Swatch Was A Little Better At Distracting Than We Thoughtâ
âIt was just one zeppelin!!â
âOh Did You Want Some More / I Have Some More / An Excess Of Themâ
âWhatever for?!â
âAirdroppingâ
âNo, Iâ no, I would not like some more. Itâs fine, fine!â Tasque Manager zoomed in her sight to watch the zeppelin delicately alight on a landing platform far, far away. Three Swatchlings in varying shades of blue hopped out, all rushing to touch up the paint.
â...You did not have to do that, you know.â
âI Donât Have To Do Lots Of Things / But It Was Funâ
âIt... it... was,â Tasque Manager admitted, putting a hand over her face to hide her smile. âSilly!! It was quite silly, silly. And fun.â
The two of them leaned on the balcony and watched the city wink at them.
Tasque Manager unconsciously winked back, as cats were wont to do, and then realized her posture was slouching the tiniest bit and snapped up ramrod-straight.
Hsst, she thought, noticing that in the corner of her vision Queen was smiling fondly, like she was seeing a very familiar ghost.
â
Later that night, the two were supposed to be relaxing on chaise lounges and watching the night sky above them, with a barrel of blue cheese between them that neither of them could actually eat. Tasque Manager had summoned a variety of her Tasques to enjoy it. Unfortunately, all the hullabaloo had summoned Maice as well.
âOrder, order, order, please!â Tasque Manager yelled at a swarm of Maice from the safety of her chaise lounge. This made thirty of the creatures start up irritated comment threads about how one couldnât love cats and despise rats at the same time and what else were they supposed to eat if they didnât steal and how it was actually kind of nice and warm inside a Tasqueâs belly.
Tasque Manager cracked her whip at them, blowing a blue raspberry, and they scattered.
âMy Queen, you are not helpful!â she cried to her Queen, who at the moment was absolutely blanketed in Tasques and Maice alike. âIf you do not do something, theyâll form a wheel!â
âBut Tassyâ Queen protested from where a Tasque was sitting on her face. âCatsâ
Tasque Manager huffed and flung her whip down, sending sparks of her irritation everywhere and forcing the Maice to scatter.
âYou Knowâ said Queen with a radiant smile, which was mostly hidden by a Tasqueâs tail, drawing Tasque Managerâs gaze to it without trying. This should have irritated her further. âItâs So Funny Getting To Know You Taskqueueâ
âIs this a leadup to a quip, quip?â
âNo I Meanâ Queenâs smile disappeared. âThat Voice Pattern Of Yours / ...â She looked away. â... / I Need To Clear Storage Space Again Donât I / Anyway Where Were We / Maice Rightâ
âWait Wait Wait Wait Wait Wait / It Was Never A Bad Thing Not At All / Itâs So Distinct / And It Makes Your Speech More Understandable / And I Donât Know Why I Canât Say / That I Love It Just Because Itâs Yoursâ
Tasque Managerâs whip stopped crackling in her confusion, and the Maice took their chance to fling themselves upon the barrel once more.
Queen hesitated, visor warping a little to look at her whip. âIt... Is Yours Though Right? / You Did Not By Any Chance Pick It Up From Someone Along The Way, Right?â
âI... do not think soâ?â Tasque Manager turned back to the barrel and swatted it, gentler this time. âThis interrogation means what, Queen? Do be more organized with how you present information, if you so please.â
âWhoops My Badâ Queen laughed, rolling and deep and long, and flopped back down against her chaise lounge. âItâs Just That A Person Who Used To Exist Did Thatâ
âWho, who?â
âHe Was / Hmm Itâs A Good Thing Heâs Not Here To Hear Thisâ Queen sat up. âHe Was A Court Jester Of The Greatest Caliber / Even Though No One But Two People In The Entire World Thought Thatâ
She made a grand, amused gesture, reaching up to scritch a Maus on the head and missing a few times. âThe Best Comedy Is Derived From Fear You See / I Think We Made A Brilliant Team Until / Uh / Well Until This Happened?â
âUntil what happened...?â
âYou And Swatch And Swatchlings And Tasques And Mansion And The Center Of The World / Came To Be / Yep Until This All Happenedâ
â...And you thought I knew him?â Faraway pink and teal reflected off Tasque Managerâs head as she sat down next to Queen. â...Iâm sorry... I do not know who youâre talking about, Queen. Or... what you mean by any of this.â
âI Mean / Gosh I Canât Be The Only One With These Almost-Memoriesâ Queen said.
And she faltered, and suddenly her smile was so very, very sad as she looked at Tasque Managerâs left ear. âUm / But Itâs Okay / That You Donât / My Code Might Just Be Making All This Up To Figure Out Who I Am Ha Haâ
â...?â
Queen looked down at where a Tasque (this one was Timberly) was resting on her lap and gently tweaked his nose, smiling.
âWait, are you saying that...â Tasque Manager hesitated, one of her hands (the fourth or fifth one) anxiously pulling at her dress. âYou are... generating memories of... your past? Before... this?â
âI Guess You Could Put It That Way?â Timberly pushed up on Queenâs han d with his snout, and Queen rubbed underneath his chin, very gentle despite her sharp metal finger. âMore Like Iâm... Remembering Them? / I Donât Think Iâm Making These Up Ha Ha Haâ
She looked at Tasque Manager, smiling tightly. âBecause Thatâd Be Super Ridiculous Right Ha Ha / Making Up A Bunch Of People / And Iâve Have To Get Myself Checked And Maybe Have To Install A Few Updates If All These Things Iâm Remembering Arenât True Ha Haâ
Tasque Manager looked down at Timberly, and then looked up at Queen, and then made an executive decision.
âYou may tell me more about your... memories,â she said to Queen primly, straightening up. âI will file them away for you! You canât keep that all inside you, youâre running out of storage, storage...â
Queen paused her petting of Timberly, her expression blank with surprise. â...Really?â
âYes, yes!!â Tasque Manager beamed. âIt is one out of the many tasks I would be happy to perform for you, my Queen. My storage is much more up-to-date, date.â
A perfect, slightly relieved smile spread across Queenâs face. âTasque Manager I Hope You Know That The Zeppelin Thing Wasnât Just For Showâ
âYes, yes, I knowâ! Now, help me shoo those Maice away, kittens.â Tasque Manager stood, stretching and clicking her joints, and the Tasques obligingly hopped off, pouncing on any Maice nearby. âWhere would you like to start, Queen?â
âWhat About / The People / The People I Rememberâ Queen scooted aside to let Tasque Manager sit next to her as well. âSeems As Good A Way To Start Building A Place Than Anyâ
The night sky stretched around them as they slowly remembered a world together; endless, fathomless, cold.
And the Shop, in comparison with the rest of sleepy Castle Town, was lively with activity. Those three young men whoâd run such a small rebellion against Queenâwith so vague a purpose, too! She could not understand itâwere setting up a variety of golden speakers outside, poking their heads through the entrance and laughing at what they and someone else inside were saying.
She did not know how to organize these thoughts running rampant through her brain.
Queenâs old companion, your Shop is still as rumpled as ever, ever! she could say, strutting across the gap. Sweet Capân Cakes would scatter in her wake, and there would be nothing holding her back from throwing the door open in full andâ
She wondered, briefly, distantly, how much information it would take to overload this Darkner who Swatch and Queen and Tasque Manager herself had all quietly decided was dead, and thus should be treated and processed that way.
And I heard Capân say youâre missing an eye even though you were always so irrationally worried about your face being symmetrical, and you never come outside at all even though Queen said you would patrol the ends of your world until you were too tired to take another step, andâ
Task, Timberly, and Tasqueen came up and nuzzled her, perhaps all sensing her emotional turmoil at once, and she sighed and kneeled down to lean into their soft static bodies. âDâEâFâG...â
This was not even her past to handleâthis was not even hers. And now that it was trueâhad always been true...
Maybe I will visit Seam, she resolved after a moment. And maybe I will manage to act perfectly normal and civil about it all, all. And then weâll see how to tell Queen and Seam both, civilly, about the Devilsknife. And then we will move on in full.
Tasquegender - a gender related to the enemy tasque in deltarune! May be FELIN(feline in nature), but does not have to be (flags with and without tasque are by @ryanyflags)
Tasquemanacharic - a gender related to the character tasque manager from deltarune! May be FELIN(feline in nature) and feel organized and orderly but does not have to be (flag by me)
Either of these can be a neurogender, kingender, aesthetigender, etc or maybe theyâre just gender to ya :3
(Also pssst @ezgender I heard you were making a deltarune gender carrd, I donât think these existed so here they are now)