Fluttering emerald green leaves were swept in the gentle wind, its soft whispers passing by a sleek figure walking in the rolling they originate from is the last dream bubble this troll is from; lush green flora were soon replaced by dry, parched desert. You are Terezi Pyrope, and this is a very important dream. Perhaps the most important of them all. You've heard several rumors of an old friend gathering a large quantity of recruits to form a sort of army to battle against Lord English. Several huddled forms are grouped together a few yards ahead, whispering in hushed tones that you manage to pick up snatches of conversation in the warm wind.
''Why's it doing th-'' ''-ow should I know-'' ''-riska, who's over the-?''
Grinning, you trot down the knoll of sand,kicking up sand around you, and stop in front of Tavros, John, and of course, Vriska. The human boy waves at you with a friendly smile while the shy troll just slips you a lop-sided grin.Vriska scowls at the pile of maps beneath her; her eyes don't even sneak a single glance towards you. But that's okay. In a few more dreams, she'll be in the very palm of your hand...
''Oh, hey there Terezi... WAIT!'' Vriska jumps up and grabs your shoulders. The contact makes your insides feel a little funny.''You can help us with the maps!'' She frantically grabbed one and held it up close to your face.''The damn colors are moving all over the place all of sudden. They're disappearing almost every second, and then coming back on other random maps.'' Your grin widened a little to see how desperate she was, and nodded.
'' I'd also like to join this party of yours.'' You pointed your cane towards John and Tavros, almost knocking the boys down to the ground.''For a price though.''
''Fine. Okay, now do it! Get moving!''Beads of sweat started to roll off Vriska's face; seems like even ghosts couldn't escape the merciless sun.
You take the map; neon-colored splotches disappear from one corner to the next, lingering for no more than a few moments. John looks up at you with that goofy expression of swear you saw a flicker of jealousy in his eyes.
Several long hours later, you make it to an ancient temple. It's red stone walls were crumbling apart; hopefully this thing won't fall on top of you guys while you're in there. You and the others enter cautiously. Your footsteps echo in the cavernous passageway, leading to a dimly lit room holding a glowing baton seated on a raised platform. A single large, red ruby is embedded into its tip, sending ominous chills down your spine. Vriska smiled. She ran up the stairs towards the mystical baton; once on top, she snatched the stick, waving it in the air triumphantly. Her victory was short-lived. Red mist engulfed her, and she disappeared along with the ancient,short staff.
''Vriska!'' Tavros's lips trembled, with tears in his big eyes. John was speechless.
Vriska wouldn't die as easily as that...! Darting outside back into the brilliant sunlight, you looked for any blotches of colors that resembled her. A sinking feeling filled you. What if she's actually gone? Can ghosts actually disappear or die again?Suddenly her voice rang out and clear from behind you.
''Missed me?''
Her faced was twisted into a smug smile. Hundreds of pirate ships loomed over the both of you, sending vast shadows of their flapping sails and flages gliding across the ground. With every step Vriska took, they inched closer, following her every movement. John ran out, followed closely by Tavros. They gaped at the ships in the sky, their eyes growing as wide as records.
You looked at her happily. ''Those are some wicked ships.''
Endless red sea spilled over itself in large waves,brushing the bottoms of the ships, even sending frothing seawater over them. Scowling, you steer the vessel in the lead. So far, you've traveled to five different dimensions; you've met yourself a few times along the way, a few of them trying to get rid of you to get to Vriska. Though it was annoying, and rather exhausting, you woke up each time with a pleasant smile on your face like the old times. What topped it all off is that you finally got the courage to dump Gamzee; you were ready to fight him to the death in case he flipped out, but he just stared at you with those half-lidded eyes and crazed smile of his. The only thing he said was,''Go for it, motherfucker.'' Several days later you heard he was off stalking Karkat again like a love-sick clown puppy.
''Donkey flip-flops...!''You cursed as the waves thundered against the side of the ship, almost sweeping you off the deck. Vriska came thundering out of the captain's cabin. By the time she made it to you, she was as soaked as you were. She scowled deeply, etching deep lines into her gray face.
''What the fuck are you doing here, dammit?! I'm rolling all over the fucking floor!''
You gave her an apologetic glance, then spun the steering wheel ship once again sharply veered off towards the right to avoid an oncoming wave, pushing Vriska onto you. Even if it was fifty thousand miles into the sky with a tempestuous thunderstorm directly above your heads, you could feel both your and her hearts beating against each other. A deep shade of teal flushed your faced.
Before Vriska could realize she was hugging your waist tightly, you hugged her back with one arm,steering with the other. She froze; her arms gripped you harder, trembling with something that smelled like fear.''What the he-''
''Hehe, don't be scared,Vriska.'' Your amber eyes locked onto hers for a brief moment. She was only inches away, her warm breath mingling with passion made your judgement start to feel a little hazy. Maybe you could just move your hand and-
''LAND HO!'' Tavros wailed from above. His hand pointed towards a blur of green emerging from the maze of gray clouds. You sighed, letting go of Vriska.
On the ground, the three of you left the ships, making your way to a rising blue castle. You wondered if this was an alternate Vriska, or John, or maybe even Equius... a loud knocking lifted you back to reality. Vriska shot you a glance with navy blue still lingering in her cheeks.
A grey face greeted you slowly from behind one of the slowly opening doors, short black hair tumbling around her face. She wore a pair of glasses that looked kind of old fashioned and a neat blue dress. She had the same exact horns as Vriska, who gasped. Their eyes raced over each other's features, as if they both had the same opiphany at the same time.
''Are you...?''They mumbled. You just stood there with a dumb look on your face. Before you could grasp what was going on, both were smiling and hugging each other as if they were long lost sisters. Well, this could get a bit complicated.
''And so, the civilization of Yunga had to remove themselves from the exploding star system, fleeing from the entire galaxy. Ever since, no one has ever seen one of their kind for thousands of years.''Aranea smiled. You just frowned at her, chewing on an apple you had picked from one of the trees on the island.
For some reason, things weren't going so well. Your plan didn't include more than three people at maximum; now another ancestor had joined your now pirate-like group(though quite reluctantly) after she had challenged Vriska to a duel that had spun out of control. At least you got a glimpse of your ancestor, who you really wish was here right she would enlighten you on how to deal with this rambling girl.
You couldn't take it anymore. You mumbled something about needing to use the bathroom, then stomp off to an uninhabited part of the forest, where several bull fairies fluttered out of the trees because of the racket you're making. Why doesn't Aranea just butt off already?You wonder. Back on the ship,you had ''wandered'' into the captain's compartment; there, Vriska and you would spend long hours of the voyage discussing military strategies, together, beside the flickering candlelight. More progress was made by the days lumbering by. But now you saw no end to her ancestor's stories, not that they're not interesting or anything.
The sound of crunching leaves put you into an automatic battle stance, aware that this island could hold more than just bull fairies. Instead of a feral beast, Vriska came out of the shadows with a mischevious grin playing on her blue lips, but a her eyes betrayed a concerned look.
''Why did you run off like that Terezi? Aranea's stories aren't that , they are sort of long, but it's not like-''
You face her with an infuriated expression.''It's not the stories. It's just that...'' This is not good. You weren't planning on confessing to her like this, not when you feel so moody and pathetic. You were going to impress her. Make her feel like you were the best choice for a matesprite in the whole universe...
GROWL.Vriska suddenly looks extremely nervous, brandishing her magic dice. You slowly turn around to face a humongous undead beast looming over you with a hungry look on in its soulless eye sockets. Green moss sprouts from all over its bare bones, a hissing sound coming from deep within its cavernous skull.
Both trolls knew what to do; weeks of battling together had prepared them for this. You ran to the side, catching the monster's attention by jabbing it with your cane while Vriska throws her dice into the air. She lands a fairly good attack number. Blue sparks rush towards the roaring beast, shattering several of its bones with crackling electricity. A crazy smile came upon your face. Time to finish this quickly, you thought. The monster regained its senses, sniffing at Vriska with renewed ferocity, who scrambled to pick up and throw her dice again.
Before anything serious could happen to your dear future matesprite, you leaped on the animal's back. With a sharp stab, its skull completely shattered into a million flying shards. Several cuts your face; teal blood leaked onto your smiling gray face. Vriska looked at you with an wide smile on her face. For now, you could say it wasn't such a bad start to a wonderful relationship, climbing down the slain beast's back.
You grab Vriska's hand.''Let's go.'' She nods, gripping your hand tightly as both of you made your back through the winding, lush rainforest.
''John, don't touch that. You don't even know if it's cursed or something.''
John stuck his arm into the white, house-shaped symbol anyways. His form mysteriously flickered with each moment he had it in there. You're sitting next to Vriska, who you've accompanied for the past several dreams to gather more comrades from alternate dimensions; dozens of them are now crowded into ships, commanded by mind-control. Ever since this group has been growing larger and larger, things have become more difficult to make your move on Vriska.You snicker. John just disappeared; now to get rid of the other four...
Swiftly striding over to Aranea you grab her arm and fling her into the glowing symbol; she disappeared in mere seconds. Aradia nodded at you creepily as if she understood what you were doing, then fluttered away. Meenah ran for her trident. You grabbed it before she did, then jabbed at her, again and again, until she was only centimeters away from the white relic. She gulped, then did a backward hop into the unpredictable loot, flickering into nothing.
''And what was that supposed to accomplish?'' Vriska pouted. You shrugged.
Sauntering towards her, you kneeled in front of her, closing in until your faces were only inches apart.''Vriska, let's be matesprites.''
Her cheeks turned a shade of deep blue.''Us, matesprites...? I've always wondered about the idea, Terezi, but I'm-''
You decided that the answer was yes, closing in the space between the both of you with a soft kiss. She closed her eyes and actually kissed you back, her hand darting up to grab a fistful of your a few sickeningly sweet minutes, you break the kiss with a triumphant grin.Vriska made a slight whimper of disappointment.
''I guess that's a yes?''You whisper into her ear.
''Yeah, I guess so.'' She laughed quietly, hugging you tightly.
Afterwards, the group came back together again a couple hours later, when the missing members randomly popped up at the entrance of the for John. You made the announcement that you andVriska were officially matesprites, along with an earnest apology, earning a few congratulations from them. When you left the cave with the box holding the mysterious glowing symbol, you put it down on a table in the captain's cabin. Vriska sat next to you; she was asleep, leaning her head against your grinned, and leaned against her, closing your eyes to fall asleep next to her warmth. Soon, you woke up to the comet with a clear head and full heart, knowing that no matter what, you'll feel her comforting embrace yet again.
Was that too cheesy? I was in the mood for some fluffy stuff, so maybe I'm just not used to it or whatever. But I do think that for once I actually portrayed the characters correctly; just give me a recommendation to see what I can improve next time if you think otherwise.
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