Nepeta eyed the blue button warily with her blank dead eyes. What was once a lively grassy olive green surrounded by a sunny yellow was now dead and dull white- no hint of anything except white... Well, they were reflecting the bluish light given off by the button.
It was practically taunting her... "Press me..." it teased, "Press me and you and your friends will have another chance, you can make it right...". She frowned-yes it would return her and her friends back to when they first entered the veil... but, yes the almighty but, she'd remember. She'd remember Tavros' severed head, Vriska's cold lifeless corpse impaled through the chest just like Feferi's, She'd remember Eridan's top half and bottom half, But worst of all these things... She'd remember her moirail... Strangled to death by their friend as she watched imobilized by fear before condeming herself to death.
She teared up remembering seeing the boy she'd been so flushed for, for sweep upon sweep, hugging the troll who had heartlessly killed her and Equius. She looked off bitterly to the side. 'Purrhaps he was happy...' She thought sourly, 'happy that I'm dead and he doesn't have someone feline flushed fur him who looks like little me. Who am i to steal his happiness?' She continued to think like this for an hour, sitting onthe ground with her hands cradling her face and knees up to her forehead before she had the thought. If he is happy that two trolls who wanted nothing more than to help him were dead, why did he deserve happiness? Why did he get to be happy while they were miserable through no fault of their own condemned to a life of searching for each other forever? Screw Karkat Vantas, and screw his petty happiness.
She slammed her fist down angrily on the button with a loud screech of anger. She heard a demented snicker and saw Lord English slowly step towards her. She was surprised that she wasn't even slightly scared... Just angry.
"What do you want?!" She yelled at him through bitter olive coloured tears that flooded her eyes and streaked her cheeks, "HUH? What do you want from me?!"
The green skull lord just chuckled, "You have spunk, kid. I like that.", At this Nepeta eyed him suspiciously but attentively, "I am here for one reason: to grant your wish. Now pucker up, my little rogue kitten." With that he plucked her up off the ground and kissed her, it was a long smooch and Nepeta tried her hardest to pull away but, despite her finely tuned muscles, she found herself helpless once again.
By the time she had managed to pull away she was in her old room in the meteor, it was clean. The walls were devoid of her pairings and her homemade paints had found no entry yet... It was new... once again. She stood gaping at the walls before hearing her door open letting in a taller more muscular troll of the blue persuasion.
"Nepeta, I insist that you come with me. there will be plenty of time to plan decoration after the meeting." Equius stated. It's funny how she'd never considered their friendship before... It's funny how she never realized how trapped he made her feel, and it didn't take a fool to know what happens when you trap a cat. It snaps.
She withdrew her claws and had them at his throat in a matter of mere seconds, a single drop of blue slid down his neck. Her eyes narrowed and he genuinely looked shocked, "Don't boss me around, you aren't my lusus.", She hissed in his ear send shivers down his spine in pure terror,"One more time and consider this meowraillagience terminated." with that she stomped off to the meeting, but it was obvious to all concerned parties that it was on Nepeta's terms. Equius stared at the felinesque troll girl as she swayed her hips all the way to the meeting room, sweat drenching him and a blue blush enclosing him. Nepeta smirked as she slammed the door open and everyone turned to look at her. She was already changing up everybody's lives, and she kinda liked it.