okay that "imagine meeting the actors" to twin souls movie thing ye? Imagine Mabel going up to the Mizar Actor and being "I love your portrayal of me!" and just gushing over it and-yeah

Mabel makes both the actors sweaters with the names of their characters in enormous glittery letters on the front.

(Alcor's actor discreetly gives his to a fan at their next public appearance. Mizar's actress is caught on camera 'out and about' in hers no less than sixteen times in the next two weeks, and it becomes a staple of her wardrobe.)

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Richard had been having regular drinking and bitching sessions with Alcor the Dreambender ever since the director and producer had tried summoning him to lift whatever curse was on the Twin Souls movie.

Well, Alcor had ceased trying to stop the movie, at least. Not happily, but apparently, listening to Richard complain about having to shoot the thing made him amiable to just letting it be over with for the sake of his drinking buddy.

Whatever it was, if it was sympathy for Richard or just being tired of that particular chaos, Alcor stopped the pranking and let them finish the filming. Mostly. With a few hiccups along the way.

But at long last, the movie was finished. The premiere was over. The worst of all of producing a movie was finished and done with.

Of course, that didn't mean it was all over for Richard and the other actors. Interviews, appearances, convention panels, all part of promoting the movie had been included in their contracts, continuing even after the premiere, which was still a few months off as it went into post-production editing.

Under threat of calling up Alcor, though, Richard was getting security at all these appearances. He wasn't dealing with any more Twinners trying to offer him blood or souls or begging to be ravished, thank you very much.

Of course, being a demon, Alcor might not have been the best backup for Richard to call on as a threat...but he was using every card he had at this point.

They were at the second of a string of ten total conventions feature a panel crewed by the entire cast of Twin Souls when Crystal started banging on Richard's door, bursting into the room as soon as he opened the door.

"Did you hear? Did you hear?" she asked in a sing-song, dancing around Richard's hotel room.

"I'm avoiding everything I can until we get out of here," Richard said, deadpan. "Note the hiding in my hotel room part of that plan?"

It wasn't that he disliked Crystal, in fact he rather liked her...but she was still a bit much for him when all he wanted was to get out of all this as soon as possible.

Crystal had played Mizar to Richard's Alcor, which made him cautious of how he treated her in public. The slightest show of affection and the fans were shipping them as if they were the characters they portrayed.

Crystal didn't mind it, but then, she hadn't had people approaching her the way Richard had. She wasn't playing the demon. She, in fact, actually managed to enjoy Twin Souls and had known what she was getting into.

Everyone wanted to be her character, and the PR department was good at getting rid of the death threats from people who saw her as coming between them and 'Alcor', so Crystal still didn't quite get how bad some of the fans could be. Not that Richard wanted her to know. He rather preferred none of them knew, including himself.

"Mizar's going to be here," Crystal was squealing, ignoring Richard's sullen act with the ease of long practice. "The real, honest to goodness Mizar! She's scheduled to give a lecture tomorrow! This is the best day ever!"

Richard sighed and flopped onto his bed. "Crys, listen, you know she's not going to be like your character..."

Crystal dropped onto Richard's bed, making him bounce. "Well, duh. I mean, Alcor's nothing like your character...right?" she paused, looking down at Richard.

He made a rude noise. "Not even close," he said.

Crystal nodded. "So yeah, I don't expect Mizar to be like the Twin Souls Mizar but, Rich, I've wanted to meet her for a long time, okay? The rumors say she's like, really girly, with glitter and sparkles, but really badass too, and big on the supernatural rights and...I just want to meet her, you know? I hope she doesn't hate Twin Souls as much as Alcor does..." she added, trailing off in worry.

Richard huffed, amused. "According to Alcor, his sister, Mizar, remember that? She's his sister? She likes to tease him with the fanfiction. I think you'll be fine."

Apparently, Mizar came early to conventions.

And she attended Twin Souls events.

Richard found that one out the hard way, when a tiny middle aged brunette bounced up to them after the panel in a whirl of hair and bright yarn.

At first Richard had flinched back, experience with Twinners (and especially Twin Souls Moms) making him shy away from anyone who came up to him like that.

Behind her, then, he noticed the woman's...brother, it had to be her brother, the faces were too similar to be anything else...rolling his eyes.

When he saw that Richard was watching, he winked, that eye flipping from a normal brown to black and gold for a split second, and Richard found himself relaxing, as paradoxical as it was to relax in the presence of a demon.

If that was Alcor, then...this must be Mizar. And odd as it was, he felt safer right now with Alcor and Mizar than he did with fans of his movie.

At least these ones wouldn't proposition him.

Mizar, meanwhile, was chattering with Crystal, both of them talking a mile a minute, with Crystal gushing over Mizar's accomplishments and Mizar over Crystal's portrayal of her, or at least as much as she could see in the previews and 'leaked' clips.

"Of course, bro-bro doesn't want to go watch it with me," Mizar was saying, "but I mean, he hates everything Twin Souls, so of course he wouldn't."

"Oh, really?" Crystal asked, glancing back at Mizar – Mabel, she'd introduced herself as Mabel somewhere in all that chatter but somehow Richard kept thinking of her as Mizar – back at Mabel's brother, who shrugged, crossing his arms and looking away sulkily.

"Well, they are shipping you two," Richard said. "I'd be pretty upset too."

"Eh, it's not really us, so I'm cool with it. Oh! I almost forgot," Mabel said, digging into the purse at her side.

She pulled a pair of sweaters out, far too big for that tiny bag to hold, and Richard glanced over at Alcor, who shrugged again, this time with a little grin.

One sweater was unceremoniously shoved to Crystal, and Richard found himself in possession of the second. Mabel was grinning broadly, almost dancing in place, while Alcor looked at Richard with a mix of sympathy and steel, a 'sorry about this but you're not getting out of it so don't even think about it', and Richard unfolded the sweater with a great deal of trepidation.

"Broseph told me all about how you two were playing us and I loved it so much I just felt inspired," Mabel was saying. "Good thing I'm fast with my needles, I wasn't sure you'd be here to give them to! So much easier than trying to mail them or getting my brother to deliver them!"

Richard had to give it to her, as he stared at the glittery monstrosity in his hands – it was incredibly well crafted, the sort of work that came from someone with a great deal of experience.

Unfortunately, that experience seemed to come equipped with massive amounts of sequins, day glo yarn, and glittery yarn that spelled out "ALCOR!" across the front of the sweater.

Crystal's, Richard could see, was similar, but in a different color palette and with "MIZAR!" across the front.

Well, a sweater was better than bodily fluids any day. And with protective brother and drinking buddy Alcor still standing nearby, well, it didn't hurt to be grateful.

The thought was nice, even if Richard was never, ever going to wear the thing.

...maybe he could auction it off for charity, later. Alcor wouldn't get mad at him for that, right? A sweater made by Mizar for the actor that played Alcor. Yeah. Make sure it was a charity aimed at kids, and he'd be off the hook with Alcor, he'd bet – and everyone else would just think it was good PR.

Crystal, on the other hand, would be 'caught' wearing her sweater so often it became iconic for her.