Please Sir May I Have Some More???

Kon’s Interlude - Ghost Helpline

Warning: depictions of war, meat eating and throwing up

Konstelacio tries to leave the Watchtower as soon as she entered it. She tried. Two hours later she leaves and erases the summoning circle behind her. She hopes they never call her again as she teleports home.

She has enough energy to teleport it’s fine.

She lands on her ass and stares at the pink carpet. Ugh. Everything in her corner of the house was too fucking bright right now.

“Hello!!! I’m back!!!! … Guys? … Dad?”

Throb. throb. throb.

Bile burned its way up her throat.

Was this it ? Did they leave me? Did Uncle Dan tell them how she’d managed to fuck up without even trying?

“Bbblluubbb???”

Oh a blob ghost.

Right a blob ghost, “Hahaah I’m an idiot of course daddy wouldn’t leave me.” They wouldn’t leave me. At least not Dad and that was enough. It had to be enough.

“Bbbllubbb. Bbb. B. Blurrrb.”

“Haha right! Thanks for sending me the message! Tell dad I love him and can’t wait to see him! And Billy if Billy’s back by now make sure to give him a big soggy hug for me okay!”

“Bbblubb!!” The little slimy looking ball swished its head to hers in what was most likely meant to be a love tap but ended up little more that the creature splaying itself entirely onto her forehead. It left, Violet felt lonely.

Lonely and dumb. How could she forget her family was moving into their new house today?

It explained where everyone was, the empty fridge and missing items. Right, Dad needed this move. He needed, well Violet wasn’t sure what he needed exactly but Dandy said he did. And Violet trusted Dandy. She trusted him with this at least. It was enough.

She smelled something rotting in her nose.

It was enough.

It was enough.

It was enough.

She walked back to her room and looked around. Nobody had packed her things. Her throat burned. She’d fill a bag tomorrow and figure it out.

She laid down in her bed in her room of her dads house.

// “This is mine? Really mine? It’s too pretty. What if I break it?”

“It’s yours, it’s okay. If it breaks I’ll buy you a new one baby I am rich remember?”

“This room is mine too?”

“Yes of course.”

“What it I break it to? What if I break it on purpose.”

“I’m giving it to you, no strings attached. If breaking everything in your room makes you happy then do it. I won’t be mad, because it’s yours okay?”

“Are you mine too then, Dad? You’re mine?”

“Yes”

“What if I break you to?”

“I’ll heal.” //

Konstelacio’s breathing slowed, eyes drooping. It was more than she had ever had before. I was more than she deserved. She smiled cuddled up to her mountain of stuffed animals. It was enough.

—- —- —-

Konner, Conner, Kon-El, Superboy, clone, Kon, clone, Konny, clone, clone boy, it.

So yeah Konner got it. Kon (ha!) stelacio had a write to be upset at Constantine for calling her something she didn’t like. She had apparently asked him not to and he had. Apart of Conner hoped Constantine got cursed. That guy was an asshole.

He gets the snapping defeat of her name, the anger. Conner knew anger well. Something about her made his insides twist. Something in her voice screaming, help me help me something is wrong. He shakes his head and decides to tell Black Canary about it at therapy.

It took a lot of time, and a lot of therapy for Conner to feel okay with himself. With his looks, his voice. Being a clone left him with a lot of self doubt about everything. Where did Superman end and Conner start?

Superboy thought back on the bargaining the league had done over the cure for Vampires Fog and couldn’t help but laugh. Well it was nice to know he at least had a soul in which to barter with now.

Conner gave himself a once over in the mirror before floating out the door. Time for a date with Tim.

—- —- —-

// War was surprisingly boring. When not fighting for their lives all war mounted up to was waiting. Waiting for the next battle, waiting for a chance to wash your bloody clothes, waiting for new orders, waiting for food, waiting for resources, waiting, waiting, waiting. War was boring.

General Dan was angry today. They didn’t have food … again. Violet wasn’t allowed to go hunting and Klarion had decided to stay with her. The mix species battalion had decimated the surrounding area for food a week ago.

Klarion was use to emotional hunger, the physical ache in his stomach rendering the talkative sprite speechless.

Billy was use to physical hunger just fine, telling them stories of Faucet cities kind people with a smile but something about the lack of food had begun to make him twitchy.

Violet was use to both kinds of hunger, so it didn’t matter.

“Billy’s back!!! Violet get up! Look he brought food!”

“There you guys are! Here eat up!”

The trio sat down near their tent. It’s natural for demons to eat meet uncooked, Violet had told Billy multiple times. She didn’t want to be a bother. Half the meat was burnt, no bones and definitely no blood.

Violet ate three bowls anyway. The meat was vividly red enough to play off as blood. It was chewy and sweet and charred in a way the stuck to the back of her throat. It smelled weird and familiar. Then again all burning flesh smelled familiar.Pieces of it kept getting stuck in the back of her throat. Meat wasn’t usually sweet like this. It was juicy, the demons mouth watered as she wondered.

How did they get this? She almost couldn’t believe they had found more game in the woods. It was sweet, Violet knew a type of sweet meat. Sweet blood. Were…. Were they eating a vampire?

Klarion finish off one before looking out into the forest and grimacing.

“Billy Billy you need to eat to!!! You’re a human you need to eat.”

“Of course Vi I am don’t worry. It’s delicious! Some of my best cooking yet. Mmm yum it’s great.”

Right they couldn’t be eating a vampire, humans can’t do that. Whatever Klarion was probably couldn’t eat vampires ether.

Klarion followed Billy’s lead “Yumming and oooing” until the little demonling finished off two more bowls.

Billy stood up to wash the bowls. The air shifted allowing the girl to get a good wiff of the blood on humans pants.

“Horse blood? Are the horses okay? What happened?”

The trio had grown close to their steeds, gifts of their political party, riding them gave the kids an illusion of freedom. Combing, feeding and playing with them had helped the days go faster.

Violet got up and began to look - really look around the campsite. “Billy? Billy? Where’s Fireball? You took him with you hunting right were is he?”

A look crossed both of the boys faces, Klarion downed his tea like it was alcohol. Maybe it was.

“General Dan is bringing the horses back in few hours Vi Vi don’t worry about it.”

True to his word, General brought the horses back and Violet understood were all of the bones must have went.

Everything tasted like ash until the war was over.//

Violet woke up puking.

She wanted her dad, her dad was in Gotham.

She teleported.

When you are suddenly hit with the notion that fencing attire and beekeeping attire is very similar…. Starts side eyeing that Wednesday show ….huh…… like I’m sure there is something profound about it but I just don’t know what.

So yeah if anyone wants to take this idea from here…..

Danny Fenton unable to control his lying (and needing an out for why him and Vlad are totally not ghosts or metas):

Our powers only work when it comedic!!!

Vlad with big eyes wtf Daniel???? : oh yeah we were cursed….?

The kids : the goose purposed!?!!!!!!

Jason: you can’t marry the goose!

Bruce: thank you Ja-

Jason: he’s too good for you!

Later: goose turns into teen

Jason: now you seriously can’t marry him

Tim: but I can!

Is this a Birdy or the Devil

Danny gets turned into a goose, and instead of trying to fix it, he goes to Gotham and plays the untitled goose game irl.

He makes objections and keeps them in a little backpack. He also sings honk honk revolution in his downtime.

Batman doesn't know how to deal with a rogue goose. No one does not even Damian. At some point, Joker tries to kill the goose, only to get his joy buzzer, flower squirter, and joke gun taken by the feathery menace.

Okay but this also means they can’t tell the xmen about what happened ether????

Like just yeah Logan came back to life a lot older and sadder and decided to “play” house with a mercenary! Oh no guys something must be wrong!

Meanwhile Logan happy and loving his life with Wade, why do I have this horrible feeling something bad is going to happen again?

Really stupid idea but can you imagine if the TVA swore Wade and Logan to secrecy and then they come back and everyone is so incredibly confused. Like? Wade, what the fuck? Who is Logan and why is he living with you and why does he look like a dead superhero?

Especially with the insinuation that the entire movie timeline spanned over a few days. So Wade goes from hopelessly pining after his ex to bringing home this buff, hairy, muscular guy to live with him without warning after disappearing from his birthday party.

Like he just randomly walked out the door after blowing out the candles, then he mysteriously reemerged with this feral look-don't-touch beast of a man. And he's calling him stupid pet names like "peanut" and "babygirl" and the guy isn't biting his head off?

When asked, Wade just responds that Logan was his best birthday gift ever. Logan's ears turn pink and he covers his mouth to hide the small smile on his face. Wade wraps an arm around his shoulder and grins. Meanwhile, everyone thinks Wade left his own party because of a hook-up call that somehow ended with him landing himself a boyfriend.

Family Discussions-

Big Sis: why do you call everyone “baby” but be?

Me: I call you a baby all the time

Big Sis: when?

Me: usually when I’m insulting you

Okay but that just happening over and over to all of the batfamily like why are we all seeing the same black hair blue eyed child??!?!

Damian didn't mean to. But looking at the horror on Batman's face, he also knows it doesn't matter.

Someone had managed to sneak up on him, immediately after a fight.

Damian, exhausted and wounded and ever so slightly drugged by fear toxin, reacted.

He'd spun around and run his katana through the attacker-but it wasn't an attacker. It was a civilian, who was staring down at the sword in his chest with a stunned expression.

The civilian looked up, blue eyes meeting Damian's through the mask.

"I was just..." The man trails off, dropping the first-aid kid he'd been carrying.

Damian knows his time as Robin is over.

Danny, on the other hand, can already feel his healing factor trying to kick in, and just needs to figure out how to convince Robin to remove the Katana so it can work without letting Batman know he's a meta.

If someone writes a fanfic please give a link!!!!

Canon divergence from meeting Choi Han

Can be TBOAH or OG Cale.

[TCF Masterlist]

'Cale' says shit about Harris Village, Choi Han punches only to panic because humans are not suppose to fall and shatter like the wall in Raon's dungeon when TCF!Choi Han punched it. The guards who tried to interfere are also shocked because their trashy young Master just crumbled. The "blood" just tasted and smelled like whatever alcohol he just drank.

So turns out, the real Cale left Henituse County (after finding a way to leave something behind so no one would search for him) He somehow managed to make alcohol a viable fuel source and skedaddles of for an adventure. Hence the "alcoholic" rumors that spawn and spread

Deruth is panicking, Violan is stunned, Lily is crying, Basen has shut down. Because their 'son/stepson/older brother' was actually a fake and they didn't notice.

Ron and Beacrox are shocked because Young Master? Escaped? Under their noses? Master spy like him/his father? How?

Choi Han is panicking because oh god oh no I killed an innocent human is he considered human am I going to jail I just want a proper burial.

So it came out to everyone that 'Cale Henituse' was a well made fake and the real son of the Count is currently missing. Now everyone is panicking because how long had the young Master left? What if he left long ago and the fake was the one that acted like trash, not the real Cale Henituse. Then the frequent escalating poisoning 'Cale' underwent by the maids and butler gets exposed but failed because there was nothing for the poison to attack in the fake body. It was also the first time everyone saw Deruth fly into a rage and then into a heavy depression.

Plot proceeds as per TBOAH except now Ron and Beacrox's motive is to search for the Real Cale rather than seeking revenge with ARM. Choi Han is just depressed. The Black Dragon also turned out to be a well made fake that crumbled as well. At least that showed Cale was alive...

Up until Henituse's destruction where the real Cale pops up (with longer hair, 4 children who call him appa and a few people in cloaks) and just sweeps the battle. Then he disappears again only to appear in the capital, smacks Choi Han for destroying his fake, greets everyone and presents the cloaked figures (and child number 4) to be dragons... and Mary... and the sun twins....two dark elves... and the three other kids.

"How did you defeat the wyverns!?"

"mana-powered Guns, wanna see? Faster than spells"

Rosalyn and the Mage Tower were offended until they saw Cale shoot and reload with a pistol faster than the fastest fireball. Also this new Cale is a sassy Bitch™ and he knows it but no one dares refute the person with a gun that can oneshot a wyvern or have dragons backing him.

He finds a way to tackle the dead mana bombs with the help of Mary, the dark elves and a fucking leaf blower that blows the dead mana back to the enemies.

Problem solved!

until it's not because Cale disappeared again....

~~~

Do I like making Cale OP af with magic? Yes I do.

With elves heightened ability never before had one fainted of stress or even fainted in general.

And then there’s Lindir.

(Important political meeting)

Thranduil: Of course the dwarves are late!

Lindir (flashbacks to the last time there were dwarves in Rivendell): dwarves?!??

Elrond: Lindir I was going to tell you but...

Lindir faints.

Thranduil: what the hell!!! Someone get a healer he’s dying!!!

Elrond (sighing): First off I AM A HEALER Second off he’s probably fine. This happens to Lindir quite a bit.

Thranduil: PROBABLY!!!!

Writing Prompt: #2 Pinky Promise are Serious

Thranduil: What’s wrong sweetheart?

Tilda: “cry” Josh an I “cry” promised to be friends forever “cry” but “cry”

Thranduil: Tilda it’s alright sometimes people grow apart, you’re kids you have plenty time to make new friends

Tilda: But we pinky promised!

Thranduil: Well then.... I don’t see why you can’t be friends again? Surly you can work things out.

Tilda: “cry” his parents don’t want him to see me anymore “cry” because I’m a ‘bad influence’

Thranduil:.... I will be right back......