"HELSA! GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT! THIS ISN'T FUNNY! STOP RUNNING AWAY!"
Helsa rolled her eyes as she heard her brother come after her. He was being quite the nuisance and no matter how hard she tried, Seviathan refused to let up on her. The ice siren swam forward through the city, dashing through before abruptly stopping, her jaw dropping at the sight before her…
Of course, Seviathan didn't get the memo because he ended up crashing into Helsa by mistake, being unable to stop himself in time."Argh! Helsa what the fuck?" He groaned, grabbing his throbbing head, his ears ringing from the pain.
Helsa didn't seem to notice his reaction, still gazing up at the view in awe. Seviathan glared at her as he regained his 'footing',"What the hell are you looking…..at…Woah…" Seviathan 's jaw fell upon seeing the magnificent underwater palace before them. It was gigantic, enough to where they felt small just from looking at it.
"Holy shit..W-What is this place?" He asked, looking at Helsa to see if she had any answers.
His sister shrugged her shoulders halfheartedly, uncertain at where they were either. Helsa then grabbed the gate to the palace, noticing it had been locked shut.
"Locked. Guess these people aren't dumb after all...They do have some semblance for security and given this thing is probably made of magic, I wouldn't trust busting through. We might trigger a trap…"
Helsa narrowed her eyes before reaching for the gate.
"Helsa, don't touch it! It could be dangerous…"
Helsa scoffed, ignoring her brother's advice as she gripped the gate before flinching at the electrical shock it gave her. Likely a magic spell and a security measure enhanced onto the gates…
How clever...very clever...
"Told you so…"
The younger twin made an irritated noise at her brother's comment before summoning ice around her hands and gripping the gate. Seviathan flinched as he saw his sister winching, clearly in visible pain as the shock coursed through her body, pained noises escaping her mouth.
He was tempted to pull Helsa away from it but stopped when he saw his sister was freezing the gate into solid ice.
Little by little, Helsa's powers slowly won out as the gate was fully encased in ice. The siren then opened her mouth and let out an ear piercing scream, the ice shattering into tiny icicles onto the ground.
Shortly after, Helsa damn near collapsed from exhaustion before Seviathan caught her. He cursed,"Helsa, I told you not to touch that damn gate! Now look at what you've' done to yourself, you can't even stand! You drained all your energy getting rid of that damn thing and now you can't support yourself!"
Helsa let out a pained groan that Seviathan translated as a 'Yeah, I know,quit rubbing it in' type of response.
"Ugh...you're impossible…" He growled as he lifted his sister's elbow over his shoulder to carry her. Helsa wasn't able to move much in her current condition and Seviathan saw no other choice but to serve as her human...err...demon crutch until further notice.``I hope you're happy, Helsa. Now we're going to have to find you help because you're in no condition to move…"
Helsa seemed ready to make a snarky response but usually was too tired, barely able to keep herself afloat. Seviathan scoffed,"Oh so now you're quiet? Whatever, let's just get you help before you get yourself hurt again…"
Seviathan carefully swam forward while carrying his sister's weight. He still hadn't gotten used to not having legs and his sister's weight was making it difficult to travel around given she was a lot heavier than she appeared.
'By Lucifer's name, how can someone so skinny be so fucking heavy? You'd think she'd be lighter…' He grumbled to himself as he forced himself to tread on.
Seviathan walked up to the palace doors, stepping up the stairs and opening the door. He carried his barely conscious sister inside, swimming down the palace's hallways.
When Seviathan got to the main hallway, he and Helsa were both met by guards at the front door. Seviathan tensed, fearing the guards would get hostile and braced himself for the worst…
Yet when he got close, the guards noticeably stiffened at his presence and lowered their weapons. One then said,"You've finally returned, Prince Seviathan."
He blanked,'Returned? I've never been here. Are these guys on drugs or something? Maybe they think I'm someone else...Not like it matters, I've got bigger problems…'
"Is the Princess alright?" The other asked concerningly,"Has someone hurt her?"
"No, she hurt herself. Helsa thought grabbing the gate was a good idea and got shocked in return. Now if you can excuse me, can you step aside? Because she needs help and stat ..."
"As you wish…"
They both stepped aside and opened the double-doors, granting Seviathan access.
With a simple nod of his head he let out a short,"Thanks…"
When Seviathan got inside, it became obvious that he had stepped in a throne room.
As he approached, he noticed there were several other mermaid like people around, the only difference was their bodies were clearly different, designed after different fish and had respective tails similar to those fish.
The moment he passed by, audible gasps of shock were heard, others were staring at the twins intently. Seviathan brushed off their gazes, looking forward to the throne and tested when he saw too familiar people that he knew all too well.
One man and one female sat in a large and lavish throne, their skin tones dark brown. The male had whitish-grey hair and a small mustache. He wore no clothes with the exception of silver armbands and jewels. His tail was a dark blue in color and a shark in nature.
The woman wore a skimpy blue bra with a blue tail and white hair, softer features in both her body and face. Both appeared to be sirens given their tails and webbed ears along with color spots on their faces and on their arms.
Upon seeing Seviathan, their composed expressions faltered, breaths hitching. A moment of silence passed before Fredrick raised his arm for Seviathan to halt his steps. After regaining his composure he said,"So...you've two have finally come back, haven't you?"
Seviathan's eye twitched, he had no clue what they were going on about. He and Helsa had never been there in their entire lives yet these two people who looked like his parents seemed to think otherwise. It was so surreal and Seviathan wasn't quite sure how to react.
"You're not even going to say anything?" Bethesda asked, sounding somewhat offended,"After an entire century you finally decided to come home and you can't even say anything to your parents?"
With his mind racing, Seviathan was at loss for what to do. He had never been in a position like this before, the world around him was almost collapsing at this point as the very people he had tried to run away from were now before him…
"I...I don't know what you're talking about…" He admitted, trying to play it safe.
"Is this a joke, Seviathan? Do you not remember running away a century ago and taking your sister along for the ride?"
He blanked,'What? Helsa and I hit the road only a few weeks ago. It hasn't even been a month, let alone an entire century. None of this makes any sense...unless...we're in a completely different world…'
At this point, Seviathan was certain they weren't in the same timeline as the one they had known previously. This world has its own history, it's own people even and it was quite obvious he and Helsa don't belong here though he doubted he'd be able to convince everyone in the throne room otherwise…
'If this is a different timeline...another version of us must've existed at one point. And they must think we're them…'
With this realization dawning on him, Seviathan decided to 'play along' as he forced himself to sound sincere to his 'parents',"Sorry for our absence. It's just that Helsa...isn't well…"
"Is she ill?"
"No, she's just exhausted. She got herself hurt at the gates when we tried to return home and she's really weak…" It was a lie but Seviathan figured that they'd buy it.
Frederick facepalmed,"I thought we taught you to not touch the gates. How could you forget such a thing, Helsa? I thought we taught you better…"
"You didn't teach us anything…" Seviathan grumbled.
"What was that?"
"Nothing," He hissed,"Look, can you just tell me where I can put her? Because Helsa is heavier than she looks and I'd like to put her down as soon as possible…"
"Go to your rooms. You should know where it is."
Seviathan narrowed his eyes,"But I don't. I've never been there."
Bethesda paused, eyebrows furrowing,"What?"
"I mean...I don't remember being there," Seviathan replied in an effort to catch himself.
Frederick sighed,"I take it that your memory of this palace is hazy...Fair enough. Guards, please escort my son to Helsa's room and make sure she is well rested. Make sure they are both accommodated for and call if anything serious arises, understand?"
"Yes sire…"
The guards then lead Seviathan to Helsa's room, which happened to be down the left of the hallway. They unlocked the door for him and allowed him to step inside, shutting the door behind them.
To describe the room bluntly...it was...untouched. It was clear nobody had stepped foot in there for over a century. It appeared that Helsa's room had been under strict lock and key and that nobody had lived there for years.
Seviathan sighed as he saw the 'bed' that looked like a giant clamshell with pillows and a large blanket in the middle. He put Helsa in and tucked her in, sighing as he saw his sister knocked out cold.
He was a bit uncertain about what he'd tell her when she woke up. Probably wouldn't go well given Helsa's dramatic nature but he figured that she'd have time to adjust given they were trapped in this timeline for the time being…
'Helsa, you have no idea how much deep shit we really are in…' He thought to himself before reluctantly leaving the room to head to his own, allowing the guards to lead him to his own chambers.
"Right this way, Prince Seviathan. Welcome home," The guard said, Seviathan 's eyes averted at the stoning of being 'welcomed' home.
'Home...Hmph. If only these fools knew…' He thought to himself before trailing after them.
If there was anything hated more than his life, it was probably getting up early. So when the circus routine that he found himself forced to be in required him to wake up at the crack of dawn he was less than pleased…
Honestly it probably wouldn't have been so bad if he didn't have to deal with Fizzarolii, who seemed to be going out of his way to pester him at every goddamn turn, going so far as to drag him out of bed and force him to bathe.
Apparently Fizz was the living alarm clock of the circus band so he made it his job to wake everyone up in the most obnoxious way possible.
And by that, I mean Fizz literally marched into his tent, symbols clanging, drum banging and tooting a trumpet all at the same time, blaring the awful music into the middle-aged man's ears.
To make matters worse, Fizz was rather particular and when Husk finally got out of bed, he was just going to head to practice when Fizz stopped him, taking one whiff of his scent and gagging.
When Husk asked what his problem was, the jester's response was,'You smell like cheap beer and body odor mixed with cigarette blunts. When was the last time you took a bath?'
And to that he said,"Like...a few weeks ago?"
Yeah, Husk didn't bathe on a daily basis, mainly because he usually didn't care enough to do so. On Earth it was a requirement for Husk to bathe daily since he had a social life as small as it was and smelling decent usually made people stick around.
Course after he died, Husk just stopped caring. There were people literally covered in blood and guts and him smelling life cheap beer and cigarettes wasn't anything putrid given the realms they were in. Hell had lower cleanliness standards and Husk saw how blood was often pouring down the sewer drain pipe and garbage bags left all over the streets.
Not like that mattered to Fizz. The bastard insisted he clean up because Mammon would be coming over and that smelling awful wouldn't improve his standing….
Reluctantly, Husk agreed to take a bath, though it wasn't really ideal given the only bath they had in the circus was a fucking a metal tin and a scrubber. Given the time period Husk was in, he couldn't say he didn't expect it but he was far from impressed…
'Stupid fucking circus and their stupid outdated bullshit…' He growled as he made his way to where the rest of the performers were outside, Mammon gathering everyone up.
"Alright alright, settle down guys. Mammon's coming soon and we can't have anything out of place, got it? That means everything has to be perfect! Understand? Because otherwise...you'll be...put out of commission so to speak."
Husk scoffed,"Yeah yeah, we get it, clown. We're not fucking stupid…"
"Hey! Watch your mouth? Do you know who you're talking to? You're talking to the great Fizzarolli!"
"And? I couldn't care less who you are,"Husk admitted.
"Oooh, how brave. We'll see if you stack up because otherwise...Mammon will be sure to sort that attitude of yours out real quick. You won't last the day..." Fizz chuckled, Husk glaring at the jester in response to his accusation."Oh! Speaking of which, there the big man is! He's coming this way!"
"Where?" He asked, not seeing anyone. Just then, a large smoke appeared in his face. When the fog cleared, he could see someone standing there confidently, having apparently teleported his way there."Holy shit…"
Husk turned to see a tall man dressed in an assortment of green, black and yellow. Bastard looked like he was made of money(honestly he probably was) and dressed like it to his hat to his boot. He appeared to be wearing an outfit combined to look like a jester and a ring-leader at the same time with a cane to boot with a gold scepter.
In a booming loud voice he grinned,"Good morning ladies and gentlemen! How is everyone today?" He didn't give anyone the chance to say anything as he quickly went off about himself,"As for me, I'm doing just fantastic, well, other than this one itty bitty little thing."He put his hand up and positioned his fingers to where they were almost touching before clenching his fist with thinly veiled anger."I've heard there was a...mishap the other day. Someone had...crashed the performance, ruining the entire show. Now which one of you was that? Oh yes, I think his name was...er...Hank?"
"It's Henry, you overgrown clown..." Husk retorted flatly.
Mammon's neck snapped in his direction in an uncanny manner, the grin on his face far too wide for his mouth. The other workers(except Fizz, who merely grinned smugly) were shaking in their boots, terrified their boss had become angry.
Mammon got in his face, Husk's eyes narrowing at the jester's nerve to get in his face.
Intimidated by his dominating presence, Husk said,"Are you done staring into my soul or are you actually gonna do something? I ain't scared of you fuckface…"
Mammon blinked before laughing, slapping his hand over his knee. Everyone was bewildered by this as the greedy jester wiped a small tear from his eye,"Ahahahaha! My my, Hank-"
"Henry."
"Hank, Henry, same difference," He dismissed before pulling him close,"I've got to say, you've got an...amusing personality. You're quite the card, I've never seen a person so bold before, I like it, I'm quite fond of fools, bold ones at that! I like it, it's rare to encounter someone willing to step up to a Lord, most shiver at the mere mention of my name. Quite a rarity in these parts…"
"Don't care much for titles," He shrugged,"Now are you done pestering me or what?"
"Oh no, you see, I'm quite interested in what you have to offer. This virus has needed a bit of pizzazz and you are the first elemental I've seen in years! You aren't as common as you used to be, guess the gene just...fizzled out over time. Weren't a lot of us as it was but nowadays, no new elementals have been around for years…"
"And what does that have to do with me exactly?"
"Because as a new member of my circus,you'll be able to attract a new crowd!"
"But I scared them off the first time I used my powers…"
"Oh don't worry about that, they'll warm up to you once they see you in proper action! All you need to do is NOT destroy the circus tent and I'm certain you'll be able to win back the crowd. Now, let me see your powers in action!"
"You sure about that?"
"Positive, we're outside and you're not going to hurt anything...well...except maybe some of your coworkers but all employees are replaceable anyway so it hardly matters. As long as you don't damage my property I couldn't care less what you do…"
"Uh…..OK…" Husk then stepped aside before preparing himself, taking a deep breath to calm his mind.
"Well?" Mammon urged,``Get on with it!"
"Quit rushing me!" He hissed before concentrating. He then began to bend the air slowly, doing his best to move his body and keep the wind controlled. He winced before shaping it into a large ball and allowing it to soar across the ground…
'Holy shit...I'm doing it…'He thought, amazed at his work. The other performers seemed amazed. Mammon himself seemed amused by this while Fizz appeared somewhat jealous at the attention he received, pouting in response.
"Tch! Showoff…" Fizz huffed.
Husk narrowed his eyes, growling in irritation,'Stupid clown!' Just then, the wind he had been controlling spiraled out of control, Husk gasping as he lost focus and the damn thing ended up charging at him instead.
Husk screeched as he rode the makeshift wind 'scooter', unable to control it and barely managing to dodge the others who narrowly dodged the oncoming attack.
"EEEEKKK!"
"SORRY! COMING THROUGH! MOVE IT! WOOOAAAHHH! Husk felt as though he was riding a tornado, unable to see what was happening as the wind took him where it wanted…
Only for it to be abruptly stopped when Husk hit a wooden shed in the distance, the 'scooter' dissipating when it made contact with the solid object. The crash had destroyed the shed in the process, ending with Husk laying down on the ground in agony.
"Ugh…" He clutched his head,"W-What happened? Did..Did I die again?" He then cringed when Fizz got in his face, the jester once again invading his breathing space.
"Nope! You're still alive! By the way, a hilarious performance! What an epic failure! And to think you called me a clown!"
"Shut up…" He growled, resisting the urge to punch that jester right in the face.
"Oh don't be so sour, you'll be out of my hair in no time now…" He chuckled.
Just then, he heard the most unexpected thing...applause.
He then saw Mammon clapping his hands,"Bravo Hank, that was quite an entertaining performance. I haven't seen something so amusing in centuries! Absolutely fantastic! You'll make a wonderful addition to our team! With a little practice you'll rival Fizz in terms of popularity!"
"What?" Both men gasped, Fizz's eyes with astonishment while Husk was confused.
"B-Boss, you can't be serious! He's just an air elemental, but I'm the big cheese! He's nothing compared to me!"
"Don't be like that Fizz, Hank here is going to be a star just like you. And the more stars I have, the more money I make and you know how I just love money…" He sneered,"So cheer up, he's here to stay and he's met my standards meaning I won't have to throw out another...unsuitable candidate like the rest…"
Fizz appeared bitter at this and stuttered,"But-"
"No buts, Hank is here to stay. Now with that matter settled, I say we all practice our skills! And as for me...well...I'll be scouting other sorts of potential. We need more...variety in this circus…" He chuckled before taking his leave,"Goodbye everyone, especially you Hank, I believe we'll be seeing each other a lot more often so I hope to get...acquainted with you…"
Husk cringed as he watched the Greedy Lord take his leave. He rubbed his shoulder as he felt someone glaring through his skull, Fizz's eyes looked ready to cut him. He scowled,"What are you staring at?"
"Nothing...Just know...Mammon may like you now, but if you think for a second that you'll ever replace me in his heart then you've got another thing coming. I'm his top employee, I'm the best and I won't let some air-bending cynic ruin my streak…" He hissed, grabbing Husk's collar while smiling and almost sounding friendly,"Just keep that in mind because if I see that you're getting too comfy around him, we're gonna have a problem. Mammon's like a Dad to me and I won't let you ruin it by trying to one-up me..."
Husk scoffed,"I couldn't care less about your boss, jackass. You can take all the attention, I sure as hell don't want it…"
Fizz rolled his eyes,"Whatever. Just be sure to keep it that way...or else…"
'Crazy clown is gonna make this more difficult…' He thought, pinching the bridge of his nose,'And to think my life couldn't get anywhere worse, it keeps proving me wrong…'
Alastor was...quiet. Too quiet for Niffty's standards and it sent a chill down her spine seeing him like this.
He hadn't spoken a word since their last convo and Niffty felt concerned for him. Sure, his body was still moving, his feet still made contact with the ground but he acted more akin to a zombie and his expression was blank and dazed.
Only positive was that he was somewhat aware of his surroundings, even if he was blind he was still able to walk and his connection to the ground meant he could at least tell there objects in his path and acted accordingly, albeit with some hesitation.
As they were walking, Niffty and Alastor's expression's changed when they heard chattering not too far away.
Niffty saw a man with a small mustache at a street corner, having white hair and black eyes. He appeared to be some sort of salesman or at least, was trying to be.
He had some sort of attraction set up with a small table, a few cups and a rug and a large crowd standing around. Behind him were countless valuables he managed to acquire including a large sword and bags of coins.
He placed a rock under a cup and began to shuffle them around before leaving the man to choose.
The player stared at the cups before choosing the one on the right.
He lifted up the cup only for it to reveal...nothing.
Alastor's eyes narrowed at this, his grip on Niffty's hand tightening with frustration.
"Al, is something wrong?"
"..."
No response.
The man who sat beside him and whined in defeat,"Aw man! I swore I had that one right! How could I lose!?"
"Guess you were just unlucky," The other chuckled,"Not only are your coins mine but your sword is as well! This'll sell for a fortune! Thanks for playing!"
The other man groaned before stumbling off in defeat, heading back in the crowd to watch the next match.
"Now, who is next!? Step right up and try your luck at Wally Wackford's new gig! Now let's see if I can find another contender!" His eyes scanned the crowd for a new target when his eyes skimmed on Alastor before smirking upon noticing his blindness. He then said,"Hey you, blind kid, wanna try your luck?"
Niffty became apprehensive,"What is your problem? You know he's blind, he can't play the game!"
"No need to be so sour, lady," He said,"Sight isn't a requirement for this game. All you gotta be is lucky!" He chuckled,"All you need is one silver coin to play!
"We don't have any money," Niffty replied,"We just got here and we have nothing…"
"Hm...well since it's your first time playing I suppose I could afford to be a bit more...courteous. The first game is free…"
"Fine,"Al mumbled,"I'll play…"
"Al, this is a trick!"
"Let me play, dear. I know what I'm doing…" He said,"Give me a chance. Please.."
"Fine…"
Niffty made a face before stepping back and allowing Al to play, a glare being sent in Wally's direction.
Alastor knelt down on his knees before feeling for the table in front of him. He felt the cups and the wood board before sitting back and nodding his head.
"Shall we begin?"
"Let's…"
Wally smiled before putting a stone in the center and then hiding it under a cup before setting the other two down. He then shuffled the cups around numerous times in random directions before stopping.
"Nice job, Al…"
For a second, Niffty swore she saw Al grin before pointing at the left cup and to the audience and Niffty's surprise, the cup he pointed to was correct.
Wally blinked before saying,"Hm...lucky guess. Guess even a blind man can have luck on his side…"
He then gave Al two silver coins.
"Say, kid, wanna test your luck again? I'll make it even more entertaining…." He said,playing with multiple silver coins in his hands
"Golly, how would you do that?" Al asked softly, his head cocking to the side with curiosity glimmering in his eyes.
"Say that you let your girlfriend hand fancy sandals over and I'll put a bag of silver against it. How does that sound?"
"Two bags," Al said, brushing off the 'girlfriend' comment,"Two bags of silver is what I'll do it for…"
"Two bags it is."
"Niffty, darling, please remove your shoes. We have to keep our word of our arrangement…"
"But Al…"
"Niffty, trust me..."
"Alright then...I trust you..." She huffed before removing her sandals that happened to be made of fine and rare materials, tossing them at Wally.
The game began again, this time, Wally moved at a faster rate to the point Niffty could hardly keep up with him. As the cups were shuffling, Alastor clenched his fist at the last second before picking the cup in the middle.
"Ah sorry, sir, but I'm afraid you guessed wrong-Eh!?" Wally's eyes widened when he saw that the stone was still in the middle, a hush of silence fell over the crowd as they stared in amazement.
"I won.." Al said simply.
"W-What? But how? How could you have won? You...you cheated didn't you? Don't think I'm not aware of slick thieves trying to take advantage of my craft!"
Alastor laughed at the accusation,"Hahahaha! Cheater? If anyone is a cheater, it is you, Wally."
"Excuse me!?"
"Don't play dumb, I know your game, it'd be quite clever if it weren't so pathetic. You thought your little magic trick would fool me, but unlike all the other people you've duped, you've failed to realize that I'm not an ordinary person, I can feel the Earth just like you do."
"W-What?"
Al grinned,"I've caught onto your little game, Wally. You can bend the Earth, just not in any major way. Since you weren't able to find any other use for your skills, you took the streets and began duping people with such a simple yet effective method. You place a stone under the bowl, shuffle it around before bending it into your sleeves at the last moment. You've done this countless times and have swindled people out of their valuables and money. I caught onto your strategy after seeing you dupe that man out of his sword and I bent the pebble at the last second before you could move it away. You know what that means? That you're nothing more than a pesky scammer who can't bother to use his talents for anything useful. Speaking of those you've scammed, I bet they'd like to have a word would you…"
The crowd then became hostile, those who had been swindled out of their money expressing vengeance while those who watched were infuriated at how they had been duped into watching a con. Wally gasped in horror as they began shouting and jeering at him,"Uh...I can explain to everyone! I swear, I had a good reason for this…"
"EVERYONE! GET HIM!" One guy shouted, Wally running away in terror as a crowd began to chase after him. Niffty and Al heard Wally running away from the angry mob, screaming in terror. His screams eventually faded as they could no longer hear him and figured he was dealing with bigger problems than them….
Niffty then looked at the corner where Wally had his show set up and saw that everything had been left behind. She grabbed her shoes and then decided to take the bags of coins, including the ones that Wally had stashed under the table.
Just then, the guy who lost his sword earlier approached them, Niffty blinking,"Wait...you don't run after him?"
"Nah, I'm not really good at running. Besides, I'm pretty sure the other people chasing him will keep him company. All I want is my sword back since I lost it in a stupid scam…" He admitted before picking it up. He then looked at Alastor and said,"Hey blind kid, can I talk to you real quick?"
"Uh...sure…" Al mumbled,"What is it?"
"I just wanted to say...thanks for exposing that scam. I always wondered why nobody could ever get it right, figured something was fishy about that Wally guy. Always seemed sketchy but I could never put my finger on it."
"Thanks I guess…"
"And before you go, I'd like you guys to have this. As a way of showing my gratitude, I'll surrender my sword to you…"
"Oh...Thanks…" Al said,"Thank you...er…"
"It's Moxxie. And don't worry, it was just a gift from a friend from a while back. I prefer guns anyway. See ya…"
Nifty watched as the man walked off before turning to Al,"Hey Al…"
"Yes?"
"Wanna head to the store? I think we can afford to at least get a few things and cash out for the night now with the money we acquired."
"Sounds wonderful dear…" Al said with a weary smile, clutching her hand comfortingly."I'll be happy to go alongside you in that case…"
And so they left….
Thanks for the views, tell me what you think below! Feel free to ask questions if you want!
Enigmus: Yeah, this is it lol.
R-Doll: Well Al's an earthbender technically so he does have powers. Yeah it's fun to imagine Niffty dressed like that lol. Well, Charlie and Vag need a place to stay and it beats homelessness, not by much of course but still. Yeah Sallie keeps the bodies in bags and throws them out when convenient pretty disturbing honestly. And Vox ain't happy seeing his ex, go figure right?