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The Prompt – Yang needs someone to talk to, who isn't Blake, about her feelings for Blake. Bonus points if it's Yang's mom, Raven.

The Characters – Yang Xiao Long, Raven Branwen

"Hey Mom."

"SWEET GODS ABOVE HOW DID YOU GET INTO MY TENT?!"

"Plot."

"What does that- oh, it's one of *those* scenes, isn't it? A little snippet of our lives written by an isolationist nerd so he can coax his internet 'friends' into giving him meaningless points so he can try to abate his lack of self-confidence."

"That about sums it up, yeah."

"Ugh, fine. So, tell me what brings you here, oh three limbed, abandoned, disappointment of a daughter of mine."

"Nice to see you too, mom. Anyways, the reason why I'm here is because I need someone to talk to about my feelings for Blake."

"And why do you have to talk with me about it?"

"The author gets bonus points if it's you."

"I'm honestly a little ashamed I didn't see that answer coming. Out with it then, what are your feelings for your little cat waifu? The sooner we get through this we sooner I can get back to stepping on your friends."

"What was that last part?"

"Nothing."

"Riiiiiight. Well, Blake was the closest friend I ever made. I care about her a lot, and it really hurt when she ran after the fall of Beacon. I'm angry with her, sure, but more than anything else I'm worried about her, and I just want to know she's safe."

"Belladonna's fine. She's met up with her family in her home country, and she even has the monkey boy trailing after her."

"Really? That's great! Wait, how did you know all that?"

"I see many things while in pursuit of my cigarettes."

"It's kinda creepy."

"I can predict the future and tear open inter-dimensional portals. You really think I was gonna have a normal functioning brain?"

"I guess not. Still, I'm glad Blake's okay. I hope I get to see again sometime soon. Heh, I'll probably break down crying, stuck between trying to tear her a new one and hugging her to death."

"I would expect nothing else from a melodramatic teen with PTSD. So what else are you going to get up to after you've said your piece?"

"Find the rest of our team, stop Cinder, save the world! Maybe meet a cute boy along the way~."

"Yes that all sounds very- wait wait wait back the fuck up. What's this about meeting boys?"

"Look, Raven, I appreciate the help, but I think you're about eighteen years too late to start caring about which boys I date."

"Not that you boob! I thought you came here to talk about your feelings for Belladonna."

"And we did. I don't see what the problem is."

"Don't see the- I thought by feelings you meant you were in love with the cat girl!"

"What? No! Blake's my best friend, not my lover. Besides, I'm as straight as a ruler, and Blake has Sun to be all Kuudere with."

"Then what was the point of this conversation?!"

"Because that's what the prompt asked for! Feelings can be more than sappy romance."

"No, wait, I see what's going on here. The author's being a self-righteous little shit, thinking he's taking a stand against rampant shipping. I bet his head's so far up his own ass, he's written out the entire conversation dialogue only, in some inane attempt to be artsy. And he's filled it with meta jokes and references to try and distract the readers."

"That seems a little harsh."

"We're talking about Anime fans, Yang. There is no greater scum of the planet."

"Okay, you know what, Raven? I think I'm gonna take a play out of your book, leave to go get some cigarettes, and then never come back. Bye forever, you crazy bitch."

…

…

"I raised her so well."