Here is another one. Did i write this and do the drawing instead of finishing writing a chapter of my own fic? Sure as hell did!! Still i had fun. I have two more short things written with other characters, but i will put those up tomorrow. Also i figured how to use colored words!!
FORSAKENTUNDRA has started pestering WATCHERSCROWN
FT: Elias
FT: ELiiiiiasss
FT: My beloved seashell, my Siren, my shining lighthouse, my guiding light, my little pufferfish <3
WC: That last one was the most horrible one to date, do not ever use it again Peter i will hit you to death with my weapon.
FT: It made you answer anyways, so I have some news…
WC: What did you do?
FT: I didn’t do anything, Simon did!
WC: ………
FT: Its a funny story actually!
WC: I somehow doubt it.
FT: So i made it to your land
FT: And for some reason the path out had to go through the panopticon. Anyways I was just going to leave, no need to stick around with your mummified corpse, when-!
FT: Simon decided to be funny. Apparently he thought that it wasn’t enough to drop Captain to be my sprite, no, he thought he wasn’t helpful!!! wich mind you was completely untrue, the sweet Captain was a delight to be around.
FT: But i digress! So he, and seriously you will laugh i swear, he sort of- kind of, maaaaybe dumped your body into the sprite?
WC: …
WC: Haha nice joke Peter.
FT: I’m not joking, you want a picture? Hold on a second
FT: Here!! I even used those filters for it!!! Plus a picture of the Captain for comparasition. Doesn’t he look grumpy?
WC: What
WC: WHAT?!?!?!
FT: <3 <3 <3 ?
Peter slumps against a wall, he had to kill and disappear so many bloody imps. At first it was alright, but he thinks the game might have broken a little when the fears followed them here. Because those creatures were looking too much like flesh monsters to be part of the game.
He winces and sighs at the feeling of Jonah patting his head softly, the purring was actually relaxing in a way so at least it made him feel more calm.
FT: So yeah, that’s a thing, JonahSprite says hi by the way.
“No im not” No he is not, he seems to be personally offended by the existence of Elias for some reason, he tried to explain to him the philosophical implications of being there while the other man existed and how much was he even himself at this rate considering he was also a construct of the game to be a guide to him and not being able to do as he wants and blah, blah, blah.
Peter could not honestly understand what the problem was.
He was Jonah, and Elias was Jonah as well.
What does it matter who has more memories, eyes, or powers? They are still the same man to him, the man he married several times and whom he might be in love to some degree. Its all the same no matter what face he wears, he can never hide how much of a bastard he is.
Its the main reason he loves him and annoys him in equal measures.
In fact… Peter has an idea.
He looks through his nautical skylladex and once he says the name of a wrecked historical ship, it drops the spare cell phone. Picking it up he turns it on and installs pesterchum, adds Elias, Simon and himself as friends and gives it to Jonah who scrunches up his nose at it.
“A gift, keep it” Jonah’s face does something funny and he floats down to nuzzle his face before starting to play with it.
Peter blinks a few times feeling somewhat fuzzy inside. Elias only does that when he gets too drunk with wine and he clings to him while being chatty and lovey.
Captain did that when he was laying on the couch or the bed relaxing.
…
Both were very nice memories.
….
Anyways Peter makes a…
He hopes his god forgives him for this. A group chat.
FORSAKENTUNDRA has added WATCHERSCROWN and BEATINGHEART to a group
FT: So! You can talk and hash it out here, while i go kill more imps have fun my beloved Sirens!
FORSAKENTUNDRA has left the chat
“PETER!” He legs it out of the sprites range, he hopes they can make up now before they have to meet in person, because he is not sure how he is going to stop the sprite from trying to scratch Elias eyes off.
He has the feeling Jonah wants them back where they belong….