The Secret Lives of Souless Slaves
By Doomed but Over It
Author's Notes-Soulless doesn't mean brainless. I don't believe CLAMP is telling us everything about Maru and Moro. (Yes, I never believe CLAMP is telling us everything about anyone) This is what happened in book 7, right before Watanuki realizes the picture is moving! I tried to keep it canon, but it's hard, oh so hard.
P.S. I'm resisting the urge to make a Maru/Moro romance, as they aren't totally canon…YET! Bwahahahahaha! Just wait for it, and then, it'll be slash time! YAY!
SHAMELESS SELF PROMO-For more examples of how I don't think Doumeki is only what CLAMP wants us to know, check out Chains, by me, Doomed but Over It! END OF SHAMELESS SELF PROMO!
Disclaimer-I'll borrow them from CLAMP and bring them back a Doumeki with personality. (CLAMP-please don't press vandalism charges for what I'm doing to your beloved characters!)
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"Hi, Watanuki!" sing-sang Maru and Moro.
"Hello, everybody!" Watanuki beamed back. "Where is Yuuko-san?"
"Mistress is in the bath!" Maru said.
"She brought liquor with her?" Watanuki asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yep! This time she brought beer!" said Moro.
"That means she'll drink six bottles before she gets out," he said musingly, "so for dinner, she's working at a minus of six bottles worth."
"Yeah! Watanuki is so exacting!" exclaimed Maru and Moro.
"Before I start dinner, maybe I should do a little cleaning…"
"Lets help!" (end of direct text)
Maru and Moro ran off in the opposite direction to get their special matching aprons and cleaning kimonos. Once in the kitchen, instead of quickly getting dressed, they both slowed and ceremoniously walked to the bottom cupboard, bowed three times to each other and three times to the cupboard. Maru opened the door and crawled through, followed closely by Moro. Simultaneously, they reached out into the darkness to grasp a hard cold metal statue, finally releasing them from their curse of indistinguishability. Maru stretched and Moro relaxed, both careful to keep hold on the small metal statue. Too soon, a voice spoke.
"Have you brought a offering?" it rumbled, neither male or female, but pure authority.
"Yes." said Maru.
"Of sorts," said Moro.
The soulless girls placed a pair of bright yellow hair ribbons around the neck of the thing. Suddenly the room lit up, turned into a magical movie theatre. Maru and Moro watched as Mistress woke suddenly, dazed and confused. "...Clow!" she shrieked, "I KNOW WHAT YOU..." and then she was back to sleep.
They turned back to the voice. "That was it?" Moro asked.
"Don't be hasty," said Maru, "I think that was more than it looked like." she turned to the statue for confirmation.
"Two offerings, two shackles dissolved," the thing replied. "That was her memory. Just a little longer, my soulless workers."
"Then she's free." they said wistfully.
"Yes. Until next week, angels." he said.
They felt his power weaken on them, the curse returning. " Until next week, Master Clow."
That was fun! And little/no romance. I don't count Clow/Yuuko. They are sooo full of...potential. Until next week, my angels. Or maybe not...I rather fancy this as a oneshot...
Love,
Doomed