So, I've been working on this for a while because there is almost literally no Pinegrim (Kim Pine/Scott Pilgrim) shipping anywhere! No fan fiction, no fan art and the movie was a bust for Pinegrim fans so here's my Pinegrim story!
Also, if you're waiting on my other stories I am still writing them but I've got loads of writing projects on the go and A Levels were murder!
Okay, hope you enjoy!
I don't own Scott Pilgrim or anything to do with the series except maybe the plot in this story. :)
NEGA SEX BOB-OMB!
"So…who is the band we're playing against tonight?" Scott asked, clueless as always.
"They call themselves "The Unknown." Stephen Stills said, clearly freaking out as always.
"Makes sense." Kim said, deadpan, as always.
The trio were sat in a slightly more opulent backstage area than they were used to waiting to go on stage. Sex Bob-Omb was back together after Shatter-band turned out to be an epic fail on Scott and Kim's part and Stephen decided to rescue them…also his band fell apart but he conveniently forgot to mention that part.
"Who's coming tonight?" Stephen asked, his voice muffled by his hands covering his face.
"Uhhhh…Ramona-Knives-Stacey-Wallace-Grown up Neil-Lisa aaaannddd…Nat!" Scott revealed.
"Nat? As- as in…" Stephen gaped.
"Envy! Things have been so cool between us since we got closure." He said, starry eyed.
"I neither like nor dislike her." Kim stated, then she got up and went to look out of the stage door. "A crowd is building up…"
"A crowd?" Stephen asked, gasping for air.
Sometime Later
Scott, Kim and Stephen ended their set, which was perfected and much more pleasing to the ear than before.
Once their equipment was safely stored they went to join the others in the crowd.
"That was great, guys!" Stacey congratulated them.
"Yes, much more pleasing to the ear than before." Wallace commented, taking a sip from his cocktail.
"I had no idea you guys were so good." Lisa enthused.
"Yeah, well. We are." Scott grinned.
"Sex-Bob-Omb." Knives said in a hushed tone. She still hadn't quite gotten over the almost-stroke she experienced when she found out of Sex-Bob-Omb's reunion.
"So, The Unknown are up next. I've never heard of them." Neil said, confused.
"As I said, the name is apt." Kim said, peering over at the stage.
"Hey, everyone." Natalie greeted everyone as she came back from the bar.
"We have closure!" Scott beamed at her.
Silence.
"Yes." She said simply.
Wallace and Ramona still hadn't gotten over their mutual hate of Envy (Name changes dependant on whether the character likes her or not, deal with it!), and so glared at her.
Then the lights went down and the crowd turned expectantly to the stage, they began to cheer.
"Don't worry, guys, there's no way they can beat you. You were great up there." Stacey called over the cheering.
"WE ARE THE UKNOWN AND WE ARE HERE TO BEAT SEX-BOB-OMB AND STUFF! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!"
Everyone in the group stiffened at that shout. They all turned to Kim.
"Don't look at me." She called. "Seriously." She looked up at the stage and then began to shove through the crowd, Scott and Stephen followed.
When they finally arrived at the front, they gawked up at the stage.
"Did they record us and then play it on a giant, super HD screen?" Scott asked.
"No…it's a different song." Stephen explained.
Up on stage, a three piece band were playing.
Scott gasped, "NEGA SCOTT!"
As if he heard him over the screams, Scott's arch nemesis (aside from alot of other people) peered down at them all, smirking.
"Who are the others…?" Stephen asked, he knew the inevitable answer.
On guitar and vocals was an identical Stephen, and on drums, another Kim. Kim's worst fear, a girl drummer and it was her…
She dragged the two boys out from the crowd and back stage.
"This can't be happening." Scott said, baffled. "I defeated him! You saw!" He pointed accusingly at Kim.
"I didn't see." She raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, you did! After I kissed you and-"
"You kissed her?"
Scott whirled around, Ramona and the others were in the door way.
"What? No!" He said shakily.
"You just said you did!" She placed her hands on her hips.
"I'm pretty sure he meant a complaining "no" as opposed to a denying "no"." Wallace deciphered.
"Kim?" Ramona asked beseechingly.
For the first time since most of them had known her, Kim blushed and she was nervous.
"Whoa!" Neil gulped.
"She blushed; I've never seen that before." Knives said, eyes wide.
"I've got it on camera." Wallace boasted, showing them all the picture on his phone. "I also recorded it, and put it on You Tube, it's already got 7537 hits."
"I've seen it before." Lisa shrugged. "When she and Scott were dat—ttatataa…ahahaha…" She was cut off by Kim, Scott and Ramona's collective stares.
"Ramona." Scott and Kim said in unison. Ramona glared at them again.
"Look." Kim said, stepping forward. "It wasn't like that…I'd been lonely up north-"
"If only she'd said "down south". That would have been an awesome innuendo." Wallace whispered to Lisa, they both giggled.
Kim huffed at them, then turned back to Ramona. "It didn't go any further. He kissed me and I pulled away."
"Hey! It took you a while to pull away! And then you kissed me again!" Scott justified.
More silence.
"You're digging a hole…and I'm going to bury you in it." Kim said, fists clenched. "It's not how it sounds."
"Not exactly, no." Scott said. But Scott's voice came from the other side of the room. Everyone watched as The Unknown joined them.
"As I recall, Scott kissed Kim, Kim took her time but eventually pulled away. Scott called her the one "constant" in his life. And before he left they shared one last goodbye kiss." Nega Scott rested his hand on his heart.
"How adorable." Nega Kim said, she and Nega Stephen stood on either side of Nega Scott.
At this stage, Ramona was seething.
"It was for good luck. She told me to go get Ramona." Scott stepped toward Nega Scott.
""Go get your girlfriend, kiss her, and then remember the taste of my lips" very supportive of you, Kim." Nega Kim giggled. There was something different about this Kim, and it was freaking everyone out.
"Not true." Kim said through gritted teeth.
"Um…I'm you…I was kinda there." Nega Kim said in a mock apologetic tone.
"Yeah, how are you here?" Stephen asked, breaking the tension and so stopping the Kim's from breaking each other.
"Good question, Stevo." Nega Stephen said. "Well, up until a while ago we were a part of you."
"I defeated you." Scott said to Nega Scott.
Nega Scott laughed. "Did you actually think I'd really let you win? I did that to get back into your mind, assess things. You brought me back with your continued ignorance."
"With your insecurity." Nega Stephen said to Stephen.
"With you lack of confidence and…jealousy." Nega Kim taunted Kim. "Always fading into the background. Ever so laconic. It was driving me nuts, I had to get free. You could learn from me."
"Get away from me." Kim warned her. Nega Kim merely smirked.
Kim grabbed her coat and headed for the exit, only stopping to turn to Ramona and apologize again before leaving.
Nega Scott seemed concerned. Scott would have gone after her, if Ramona hadn't been in the state she was. Stephen, Neil and Lisa followed her instead.
"Our work is done here." Nega Scott looked to his band mates. "See you in the next round."
"What?" Scott asked.
"Oh, yeah. It was a tie. What, did you bribe the judges of something? Probably slept with them, eh Scottie?" Nega Kim said as The Unknown left, Nega Kim gave one last grin at Ramona for good measure.
Ramona then left too. "Don't follow me, Scott."
This left Scott, Stacey, Wallace, Knives and Natalie.
"Poor, little bro. Let's get you home." Stacey said, leading Scott out like he was a frail old man.
The four stayed with Scott most of the night and then slept over; they knew Scott wouldn't want to be alone, with only himself for company.
"Who does she think she is?" Kim muttered to Stephen, Neil and Lisa.
"Well…you..." Neil said. Kim merely looked at him, "Sorry, not helping."
Kim turned to Stephen. "What are you insecure about?"
Stephen was hoping that they would have forgotten about that. "My break up with Joseph. It was the first time I admitted who I am and then he dumps me. Maybe I should just go back with Julie."
"I thought you were gay!" Neil was utterly flummoxed.
"I am." Stephen said, just as flummoxed.
"Either you're calling Julie a man, or you're bi." Lisa informed him.
"Oh…" He mulled it over. "The second one…"
"Kim." Lisa said, they looked at each other. "Nega Kim seemed to really grate you, what's that all about?"
"The things she was saying…" Kim shook her head.
"Were they true?" She asked.
"I don't really want to get into it." Kim shrugged it off. "But thanks for staying with me."
"That's okay."
"You're welcome."
"Of course."
The next day, Kim was on her way to the video store in which she worked, which had gladly taken her back after her return to Toronto.
"Kim."
Kim looked to see Scott walking alongside her.
"What do you want?" She sighed.
"I wanted to apologize for last night." He said.
"So many apologies. Maybe you should work on not having anything to apologize for." She said snappily.
It took her a while to notice he wasn't walking with her anymore. She turned back.
"Alright, well…I just wanted to say I was sorry. Maybe you could come and see Ramona with me later." He said, he gave one last apologetic smile and then he turned away.
Kim faltered. She'd never seen Scott look so hurt. Or hurt at all.
Whatever. He could go cry on Ramona's shoulder.
She then carried on to the No-Account video store.
Nega Scott watched Kim walk away; he peered down at her from a rooftop, inconspicuously.
"Did it work?" Nega Kim asked, joining him. "Did she think you were Scott?"
"Yeah, pretty sure she did." He said, guiltily. Nega Scott was Scott's complete opposite, which meant that he could be utterly cruel when he wanted to, but unlike Scott, there was nothing Nega Scott thought more of than someone he cared about, and furthermore, he couldn't stop caring.
Nega Kim, on the other hand, couldn't care less. "Good. This is going to be easy." Noticing that Nega-Scott hadn't said much, Nega-Kim walked over to him and smoothed his hair back, he closed his eyes. "I'm gonna go get Scott now." She informed him.
He paused. "Yeah…just make sure you start off slow…we don't want to make anything obvious."
"Right." She said, giving him a wink and a smirk, before departing.
Nega-Scott contemplated following Kim to her job, but he didn't want to create any more suspicion than was needed.
Scott was walking back to his apartment after a long day of…pretty much nothing. But, who should he find sat on his door step but Kim Pine?
"Kim?" He asked.
She looked up, "Obviously."
"Oh." He said.
There was a pause.
"Can I come in? It's cold out here." She asked, getting up and kicking some of the snow from her boots.
"Oh, sure…yeah." He said, proceeding to open the door.
Kim walked straight in and sat down on Scott's sofa, she brushed her hair back from her face and looked at him expectantly. He just stood by the door, watching her.
"Care to join me?" She said after a while.
Scott coughed loudly. "Yes, okay, right." Scott dumped his stuff by the door, and closed it. He then hesitantly went to join her.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"I know." He said defensively, sitting finally.
She grinned despite herself, then she regained her composure. "I think we should talk about the other night."
"Really?" He asked.
She seemed exasperated and entertained at the same time. "Yeah."
"Okay, well…what?" He asked.
"What Nega-Kim was saying…just know that it's not…what it sounded like." She said, mulling it over.
"And the same with Nega-Scott." He said, fidgeting in his seat.
"I want you to know that I'm totally happy for you and Ramona. And maybe I shouldn't have kissed you again but as I said, I was really lonely. And as I also said, it'll never happen again." She told him, she looked up at him and their eyes locked for a moment. Scott noticed that there was something different in them. She looked away.
"I know you like Ramona." He assured her.
"I love Ramona; she's one of my best friends." Kim pressed. "Well…she was."
"She's still your friend." Scott reassured her.
"So I'd hope." She said. She took a long deep breath in.
"Are you…like…okay and whatever?" He asked awkwardly.
She looked up at him again; her gaze lingered for a moment. "I'm fine. Okay, later, Pilgrim." She got up, patting his knee, and headed for the door.
"You're leaving?" He asked, rising from the sofa and dithering.
"Yeah." She turned back to him, "I'll see you later, okay? Maybe we can talk to Ramona."
"Sure." He said, as she closed the door behind her.
Nega-Kim chuckled to herself as she closed Scott's apartment door.
Just too easy. She thought to herself as she walked away.
Scott walked up to Stephen Stills' house and paused before knocking. He didn't feel as if he could face Kim with the way he was feeling…all….confused and everything. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
He felt a body walk into his and heard a gasp. He opened his eyes to see that Kim had opened the door and walked into him, he steadied her.
"What the-?" He questioned. She looked down at his hands on her and he immediately let go. "In a rush?"
"One of my drum sticks broke and I just have to run and get another." She explained, slowly edging around him.
"Need company or…?" He started, unsure of where to go.
"No! No…that's fine…" She said, she turned and hurried away.
"Oh…um…" He said, feeling slightly spurned. He headed inside.
Neil and Stephen were there, Stephen was setting up the equipment and Neil was playing with a cool new gaming device on the couch.
"Sup, Scott." Stephen acknowledged. Seeing them again reminded Scott that Stephen and Neil had chosen to go home with Kim instead of him, were they closer than he'd thought?
"So…Kim broke her drum stick then…" He stated.
Stephen and Neil looked up at him. "Yeah." Neil said, getting back to his game.
Okay, so it wasn't just an excuse to avoid him. Good.
Scott picked up his bass and started strumming on it, he been able to buy a new one with all the coins he'd collected through defeating the evil exes.
After a while, Kim reappeared. Scott smiled at her when she came in, her eyes landed on him for a spilt second, but she looked away.
"I just bought another pair; I couldn't be bothered with going all the way back home." She told them, walking past Scott to take her place at her drum set.
"Alright, "Indefatigable"." Stephen instructed.
"WE ARE SEX-BOB-OMB! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!" Kim yelled at the top of her lungs.
Scott's playing was sloppy, he was too distracted. Wondering if Ramona was okay, wondering if Kim was okay, wondering when Nega-Scott would rear his attractive head again.
"Scott, Kim! Could you focus? We need to get ready for the next round." Stephen urged. Scott looked at Kim; he hadn't even noticed her playing.
"I'm sorry! I'm just worried about Nega-Kim rearing her ugly head again." Kim explained, tapping her drum sticks nervously.
"She's not ugly." Scott said immediately.
Kim looked displeased at the comment.
Scott was utterly bemused. "Of course she's not!"
Kim was evidently not taking this as a compliment as Scott had intended. "I hate her." She muttered.
He knew that Nega-Kim was a different person but Scott couldn't help worrying about her hating someone who was her exactly. Scott started to twiddle on his base; no words of comfort sprang to mind.
"Alright. Once more." Stephen broke the silence.
Scott and Kim were getting ready to leave Stephen and Neil's house, band practice was over and Scott was exhausted. Eventually, Scott and Kim stood outside the house, awkwardly.
"We said something about talking to Ramona?" Scott said, suddenly, glad of a subject to discuss.
"Oh, right. I guess we did." She recalled.
"I think she's working right now." Scott said as they walked down the street, he was keeping an eye out for a door to subspace.
"Don't you think she'd mind us butting in while she's at work? I mean, I know how I hate it when you just turn up, devil may care, at my place." She informed him, tucking her hands into her pockets as they walked.
"Naw, I do it all the time." He shrugged.
"My point exactly." She rolled her eyes.
"Alright!" Scott said, suddenly stopping, "If you think you know my girlfriend so much better than I do."
"Well, I wouldn't say that." She gave a small grin and raised an eyebrow.
"Let's see." He said, grinning back, grabbing her hand and falling back through a subspace door.
"Wha-!" Kim gasped as the fell. "Not again!"
As they fell through subspace Kim clutched at Scott's hand, and that suddenly evoked a memory in him.
They fell to the floor with a thump.
Kim groaned, rubbing her forehead and closing her eyes, "What's the deal? Don't we usually fall though another door?"
Scott stretched out his sore muscles and stood up, pulling Kim with him.
"What is this?" She asked.
The edges of subspace were blurry, it was hard to tell. Then, all of a sudden, it was starting to get clearer.
Scott knew where they were. "Oh." He said in a small voice.
Two figures were walking through a park, holding hands, they were close together.
"Can you tell where we are?" Kim asked, squinting into the distance at the pair.
"Um…no." He lied. Scott knew this was his own memory, so it must be easier for him to see than Kim. She'd have her own version. Scott continued to watch the two in the distance.
A woosh of air whipped around Scott and Kim and when they blinked, they were next to the couple holding hands. They had stopped by a reddening tree and had turned to face each other.
"I hope you don't think it's lame of me to say this, but I'm really happy right now." The boy said to the girl.
"Why on earth would you say that, Scott?" Kim asked Scott. Scott was silent, and then Kim realized it wasn't him who'd said it, not presently anyway.
The couple, 17 year old Scott and Kim, were still smiling at each other, Kim could see them clearly now.
"I am too. That's totally weird for me." Younger Kim blushed.
Kim's hair was longer, Scott's was shorter, and they were generally youthful, happy.
Younger Scott hugged Younger Kim closer, "Well, I'm going to try and make you happy all of the time."
She pressed her head into him and closed her eyes. Rain started to fall.
"It's raining." He informed her.
"I don't care." She said, looking up at him again. They stared for a long moment before kissing, eyes closed, rain cascading over them; they held each other close to keep warm.
Present Scott and Kim watched their 17 year old counterparts, unable to think of what to do next.
"Is this a joke?" Kim asked him, finally turning to face him.
"What? No!" He said, offended that she would think that.
"Well, then why would-"She began.
"Reminiscing, are we?" Someone said behind them.
Ramona was stood there, glaring.
"Not again!" Scott cried. "You always turn up at the most incriminating moments."
Ramona shook her head and began to skate away.
"Ramona!" Scott called, he went to follow her. "This isn't what it looks like; we just came here to talk to you. Ramona! Didn't we, K-?" Scott turned to beseech Kim for help, but she was walking away in the opposite direction.
Scott actually gave a small sob. He couldn't follow them both. He was caught between a rock and a hard place, if he followed Kim, Ramona would think something was going on, but if he followed Ramona, he didn't think Kim would forgive him this time.
Suddenly, subspace shifted. Scott was stood beside the old family car, the young him and his family were about to leave, the young Scott looked out of the window, where young Kim was watching them.
He waved to her, and then the car set off, jittering into the distance.
Scott was surprised when he didn't go with the car; he stayed with Kim, who was watching the car. As soon as the car was out of sight, Scott saw Kim's lip tremble, she blinked and tears rolled down her cheeks. Scott watched her walk away; she held her hand over her mouth to hide her sorrow.
He realized that this wasn't his memory, it was Kim's. She had felt him leaving her again.
He knew who we had to follow. For once, he had to put his friend first.
After Scott had finally found his way out of the maze of subspace, he couldn't find Kim or Ramona anywhere.
"Have you seen Kim or Ramona?" Scott asked Stephen Stills and Neil.
"No, not since band practice, what are yo-" Stephen began as he and Neil bemusedly looked at Scott.
"Have you seen Kim or Ramona?" Scott asked Stacy and Julie in The Second Cup.
"Nope. Caramel Macchiato?" Stacy asked.
"He doesn't get free stuff!" Julie scolded. Stacy ignored her.
"Have you seen Kim or Ramona?" Scott asked Lisa and Natalie, whom he bumped into in the street.
"No, are they alright?" Lisa asked.
"They're probably just out shopping…" Natalie said absently.
"Not after the other night." Lisa reminded her.
"Have you seen Kim or Ramona?" Scott asked Wallace and Knives who were hanging in the sushi bar.
"What did you do?" They both immediately asked.
"Argh!" Scott complained. He pulled his hood over his head and exited into the snowy Toronto street.
Kim hurried away from the ghastly scene, certain that Scott would once again pick his precious Ramona and push her aside. He could only hear Scott calling for Ramona as she left.
She was drawn towards a subspace door and it took her to Queen and Bathurst.
"I hate this place." She mumbled, pulling up her hood to shield herself from the snow.
Now what? Hang out with Lisa, Neil, Stephen? No, they'd know something was up and she wasn't ready to discuss this just yet. How she was feeling, angry, betrayed, shunned…
She finally got to her and Lisa's apartment and started to fumble with the keys. Her nerves were making it hard to get a firm hold.
"Kim." A hand fell on her shoulder.
She whipped around and lashed out due to her agitation. They caught her hand before she hit them.
She stalled.
"Scott?" She asked in disbelief, although it was plain to see that it was him. "What are yo-?"
"Can we talk?" He asked, nodding to the door of her apartment.
She mulled it over, "No, not you, not now."
"Please." He said, more forcefully.
She was quite taken aback.
She said nothing as she opened the door and he gestured for her to enter.
She walked in and dumped her bag on the sofa, she heard the door close.
"What do you wan-?" She was cut off, she let out a small puff of air and Scott hugged her tightly.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry that happened." He told her, cradling her head in his hand.
"What's going on? Nothing's happened to me. Are you insane?" She asked, trying to flinch away.
He looked at her, "Don't say that…that wasn't nothing."
"Did you hear I got hurt or something? I'm fine."
"No, I'm talking about what happened in subspace." He said, just as confused as her.
She stared, dumbfounded. "You care?" She asked him outright.
"Of course I do!" He said, startling her.
"No, you don't…you're Scott Pilgrim!" She gawked at him.
"I care about you." He told her, in a soft tone, with an intense sense of feeling she'd never heard cross his lips before, not to her.
For once, Kim had no snappy retort. She felt like her heart was beating in her head.
He looked conflicted.
"What's going on?" She asked.
He reached his hand up, as if he were about to stroke her hair back from her face, he stopped. "Nothing. I'm gonna go."
"What?" She asked breathlessly, as he headed for the door.
"I'll see you later okay?" He said.
"Wait!" She called, she watched him walk down her path, "Where are you going?"
He stopped, but didn't look back. "I…I have to find Ramona…"
And then he walked away.
She couldn't think. What was this?
"Kim." He called back. She looked up. "Get inside, it's cold."
She did as he said. She went into her room, kicked off her boots and just lay under the bed sheets, she was still cold.
"Any luck, Guy?" Wallace asked Scott, they and the others were all sat in yet another venue, all except Ramona, Lisa, Stephen and Kim.
Scott groaned, rubbing his forehead. He knew where Stephen was, head first, in the toilet, but that was the only person he'd found.
"No, nothing. No word from any of them." He was still scanning the crowd as he spoke. At last he saw Lisa make her way through the sea of people.
"Lisa!" Scott called, making his way over to her. "Did she say any-?"
"What did you do to that girl!" She yelled, smacking him round the head.
"Ow!" Scott reacted, stepping back and rubbing his head. "Nothing!"
Lisa glared at him.
"I mean…nothing…in my control..." He justified.
"…What?" She asked.
He explained about what had happened in subspace and Lisa seemed lost for words for a while. "Tell me you went after Kim."
"Yes, yes! Well, I tried. I looked all over town for her." He defended himself.
"Did you try her apartment…?" Lisa asked despairingly.
"…Eventually." He said. "People don't just go back to their apartment…do they?"
"Listen to what you just said…" Lisa advised him.
"Whatever! Look, I went there and I called there was no answer, I stayed there for about an hour, and then I was shooed away."
"Well, I think you may have really broken her this time, Scott." She shook her head.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
Lisa merely looked at him and then walked to the others.
"Wait!" When she didn't come back Scott sighed.
"Hey." Scott turned to see Ramona looking shamefully down at the floor; he was surprised he'd heard her over the music.
"Ramona!" He sighed in relief. He pulled her out of the crowd somewhere quieter.
"I just want to tell you that there is nothing going on between me and Kim, you're my girlfriend, Ramona, and I'm not going to cheat on you." He explained.
"I never really thought you would." She gave a huff. "And even if you did or had, I couldn't exactly be a hypocrite about it."
"But, I didn't." He said again. "I'm sorry if you were hurt by anything that happened."
"I'm sorry too." She smiled uncertainly.
The two kissed. Scott ran his hands through her short hair, leant down to her height, opened his eyes so he could see her frec-
He swallowed and went into a coughing fit, backing away from Ramona.
"Are you well?" She asked, patting his back.
"Fine…fine." He sputtered. "Let's go." He put his arm around her and held her tightly, he held Ramona tightly.
When Scott and Ramona arrived back into the crowd, the others were all crowded round in a huddle.
"What's up, guys?" Scott asked them.
They all gave mingled shouts out "Ramona!", "Hey!", "Great to see you!" and "Where you been?" But they looked a bit sketchy.
Scott and Ramona questioned them with their eyes.
"Oh for God's sake!" said someone in amongst them.
Kim shoved past them, rolling her eyes. Kim looked only at Ramona as she approached them. "Ramona, I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry? I was going to apologize to you!" Ramona smiled at her. Kim smiled back, the girls hugged. Kim still refrained from looking at him.
Everyone seemed relieved, all except Scott, quite frankly, he was mad at Kim now. She'd not even given him a chance to explain. Why wouldn't she just look?
Stephen made his way through the crowd looking slightly dazed, his eyes fell on Kim and they lit up. He said nothing as he stumbled over to her; he held her face in his hands, "Thank you." He breathed.
She gave a chuckle. "Okay." She said, patting his hands and pushing them off her. Scott felt better when she had. She sniffed, "Have you been throwing up?"
"I brought a toothbrush this time!" He defended himself. He grabbed her hand and then took Scott's, he lead them to the back stage area.
"Good luck!" They called.
"Good luck, baby!" Ramona called.
"Thanks." Scott said with less humour than he'd intended.
"I was talking to Kim!" She called, everyone laughed.
Through the corner of his eye, Scott saw Kim gave a mock air kiss and Scott knew there was something wrong with her. When they got back stage, Scott didn't start anything for the sake of Stephen's fragile state. But that didn't mean he couldn't glare at her.
She returned his glare, neither of them adding anything to that. They sat on the sofa in their room, on either side of Stephen, who was too busy explaining their "game plan" to notice the visual assault that was currently taking place between them.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you, the band recently signed with G-Man, Sex Bob-Omb!" The announcer bellowed. The crowd cheered as Sex Bob-Omb walked on the stage to play first.
Kim started things off, "WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB AND WE ARE HERE TO GIVE THE OTHER BANDS A TASTE OF THEIR OWN MEDICINE! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!"
Scott started to play, wondering what she could mean by that.
Scott noticed that she was playing the drums aggressively, more aggressively than usual. Unconsciously, Scott was matching her speed and ferocity. He could have sworn she was glaring at the corner of her eyes.
It came to the part of the song where each of them had a solo. Stephen did his, Scott and Kim faced straight ahead, breathing laboured. Next, Kim did hers and she annihilated her set, Scott felt the urge to match her now. His solo was quick and as dextrous as he could perform. They were supposed to get on with the song, but instead, Kim started to do another solo, which was, incredibly, even better than before.
So, she wanted to play?
Scott then decided that another solo was called for.
"Looks like things are heating up in this band!" The announcer said. The crowd cheered. Eventually, it was just Scott and Kim's instruments trying to drown each other out, but it was still jazzing the crowd.
Scott was close to his breaking point and he could see that Kim was too. They came to a silent agreement that they would end it, they did so and the audience erupted.
"Sex Bob-Omb!" The announcer cried.
They went off the stage and into their room, Stephen was over his nerves. "What was that, guys!"
"Uhhh." They both groaned as they collapsed onto the sofa.
"Whatever it was, keep doing it!" He laughed, clapping his hands together and beaming out of the door towards the still cheering crowd.
"We can't let them win this round, the plan will be ruined." Nega Kim observed as Sex Bob-Omb walked off stage and the next band set up.
"So, what do we do?" Nega Scott asked.
"I've got an idea." Nega Stephen grinned over at their opponents.
Eventually, when Kim and Scott had recovered and the next band had played, Sex Bob-Omb got ready to watch The Unknown's performance.
"I'm a little confident…is it alright to be confident?" Stephen asked happily.
The Unknown got out on stage and looked directly at them, they returned the steely glares. Nega Scott eye's blazed at Scott, even more than usual.
"WE ARE THE UNKNOWN! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!"
They began to play, and it was good, Scott didn't know how it matched up to theirs; he had been too busy trying to outdo Kim.
Then they started to do solo's the crowd jeered at their copycat routine.
"YES!" Stephen laughed.
"I am getting déjà vu here?" The announcer chuckled.
Then, as Nega Stephen did his solo, Nega Kim and Nega Scott swapped instruments!
"Wha-!" Sex Bob-Omb gasped.
Nega Scott and Nega Kim were now playing each other's instruments and the crowd was going wild.
"NO!" Stephen cried.
"AMAZING!" The announcer yelled.
And then, Nega Kim and Nega Stephen swapped, and eventually they were all playing completely different instruments.
Nega Kim was strutting around the stage, singing and playing.
"You better watch your back.
Because we've gotcha now.
You better paint it black.
If you don't know then we'll show you how.
Yeah!"
"Woooo!" The guys shouted from the crowd.
"Yeah, baby!"
"Work it, hunny!"
"She can't flaunt my body like that!" Kim growled.
Scott had to admit that he had been staring.
"So, they can swap! Big deal!" Stephen gulped.
They ended on a note that sent a shock wave through the audience, who were now hysterical.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE UNKNOWN!" The announcer sounded choked up with tears.
"Oh, come on!" Stephen yelled.
Nega Kim winked at them as they left the stage. Kim stared her down.
"Kim." Scott said softly, forgetting why he was mad at her in the first place.
She shrugged his hand off, and headed out of the dressing room.
"Kim!" He called her, running after her.
Stephen seemed catatonic and so did not follow.
"Kim, what are you doing? Kim!" He tried to keep up with her.
"I'm going to give that little bitch a piece of my mind!" Kim said, storming towards their dressing room.
"You'll just be giving her the satisfaction!" He told her.
"Well, what if I want the satisfaction?" She laughed a little hysterically.
"Kim…" He called, she approached the door, "Kim, don't!"
And she threw it open, marching in and going through into the next room, Scott followed.
He could see that she had stopped; she was looking rigidly at something he couldn't see.
"What?" He asked, joining her.
Nega Scott and Nega Kim were tangled up in each other on the sofa, kissing furiously.
Both Scott and Kim were speechless.
Nega Scott looked up at them and sighed, Nega Kim was still kissing his neck.
"N.K., babe, hang on." Nega Scott told her, she looked up and huffed at them, settling herself into Nega Scott's lap.
"And what exactly do you two want?" She inquired.
"You never said that you were together!" Scott blurted, feeling a little hot under the collar.
"I would have thought you could figure that out, champ." Nega Kim said pityingly, resting her head against Nega Scott's.
"Well, no! You…you're the same as us…we…we broke up…" Scott's words were confused.
"Yes, we're the same as you, but we're also your opposites." Nega Kim's explained lackadaisically.
Scott gaped at her.
She sighed, "Therefore, whereas you two broke up, we never did. Together since the days of NJHS."
"Of what?" He asked.
"Nega St. Joel's High School!" She snapped.
"Seriously?" Scott gawked.
"Yeah!" She replied.
"So, what, do you guys have a secret alternate universe where all the "Nega's" live?" Scott laughed, she was silent, "Oh my God, you totally do!"
"What about Nega Knives, Envy, Ramona?" Kim asked finally, addressing Nega Scott.
He eyed her for a long while and then spoke, "Nega Knives is still our friend, but she didn't ever want me, she's settled for life with a suitable Chinese boy. Natalie never came out of her shell and so didn't turn into a bitch and Ramona…well, she doesn't like change, she's not impulsive and so she waited for Nega Gideon, who is not a dick by the way, and they're actually quite happy together."
"Oh, God, that's messed up." Scott shook his head.
"Oh." Nega Kim moaned suddenly. Scott felt a jolt in his stomach, "Can you leave now?" She was pressed into Nega Scott, stroking his arm.
"Stop putting on that high voice, it is so annoying!" Kim shouted.
"You'd sound like this too if you were remotely satisfied-" Nega Kim was cut off as Kim charged towards her, Nega Kim seemed to relish this, standing up and smirking.
"Girls, stop!" Nega Scott roared putting Nega Kim behind him.
Scott stepped after Kim and grabbed her by the waist. "Let me get her!" She begged.
"Go, get out of here. And remember how it feels, Kim. And Scott," Nega Kim called him, he couldn't help but look, "I'm sure you remember too." She actually winked at him.
Scott felt the jolt again and he suddenly realised how he was holding Kim. He swung her around and let go, ushering her out.
Nega Scott watched Kim and Scott leave. The way Kim had been looking at him then, he really thought she wasn't starting to catch on, that she knew the difference between him and Scott. A part of him actually hoped she did.
Nega Kim laughed when they'd left and began to kiss him again.
"They're gone." He reminded her, pulling away.
"So, I can't kiss my boyfriend?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked at his face and brushed some hair back. "In fact…"
"What?" He asked.
"I have a better idea." She grinned, taking his hand and leading him out. She dialled a number on her phone. "Neg Steve, where's Ramona?"
Nega Scott heard a mumble at the end of the line. "Great and where'd the other two go? Awesome." She said, ending the call.
She pulled Nega Scott into the corridor and pushed him into an indented wall by the side.
"What are you-?" He began.
"Shush." She instructed softly, pressing a finger to his lips and then replacing it with her own lips.
Even though Nega Scott had to admit that Nega Kim was one of the cruellest people he'd ever met, he did find it hard to resist her.
Nega Scott pulled her close, and fell into the kiss.
Nega Kim knew what she was doing. She wrapped her arms around Nega Scott's neck, and smiled into the kiss, she knew he loved it when she did that.
Then she heard footsteps and she knew who was coming. Nega Kim intentionally moaned with pleasure so as to draw attention to the two of them.
"Scott?" Ramona gasped. "Kim?"
"Ramona." Nega Scott looked up at her, he assessed things and then looked back down at Nega Kim disapprovingly, she merely shrugged.
"Hey, Ramona. I guess this means we're not friends again, huh?" Nega Kim taunted.
Tears started to stream down Ramona's cheeks and she fled the scene.
"How dumb can you get?" Nega Kim mocked.
"Hey." Nega Scott cautioned her. "Enough."
Nega Kim huffed and then started to walk back to the dressing room, Nega Scott followed behind her.
Hope you liked this first chapter! Next chapter will be up pretty soon.
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