*The boys when they drop food on the floor*
Kevin: Aw man. *Throws it away*
Monty: Five second rule!
Edgar: *Sobs on the floor*

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*The boys when they drop food on the floor*
Kevin: Aw man. *Throws it away*
Monty: Five second rule!
Edgar: *Sobs on the floor*
Kevin: So Monty, how did your first time cooking dinner go?
Monty: Pretty good if I do say so myself.
Kevin: Oo! Okay, what are we having?
Monty: Alright, so for appetizers, we have a potato.
Kevin: A... A whole potato?
Monty: Yes. And then for the main course, we have grilled cheese sandwiches!
Kevin: Monty, these just look like big slabs of... black.
Monty: Because that's what they are!
Monty: And then for desert, we have chocolate.
Kevin: These are just chocolate chips?
Monty: They sure are!
Monty: And then for drinks, we have toast!
Monty: *lifts up a glass of blended toast* Bon appetite!
Kevin: ... Maybe Edgar was right to ban you from the kitchen.
Edgar: You use humor to deflect your trauma.
Kevin: Awww, thanks-
Edgar: That’s not a good thing.
Kevin: All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.
Roland: Tell me a little about yourself.
Kevin: I'd rather not, I really like this group.
Kevin: I've never encountered a problem that can't be solved by an spontaneous musical number.
A little excerpt from a fic that I'm working on. It's going to be a longer alt universe fic. In the past I haven't finished longer fics so I figured I'd post some of my favorite moments so that they don't rot in my drafts for years. This is straight up copy pasted from the rough draft with only a few edits.
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Kevin kept his eyes on the house. Slowing his pace so that Monty had a good lead. Feeling more ill the closer they got. To distract himself, Kevin looked around. Spotting the barn where the sheep slept. As he looked at it, he ran into something. Kevin stumbled back as a sheep baa'd at him. Kevin frowned at it and shuffled to walk around. Only to find another sheep walking in his way. In fact, all the sheep seemed to be surrounding him. "Uuuh… Monty." Kevin whined. Stepping away from yet another sheep and stumbling into another.
Monty stopped and turned. Finding the strange predicament Kevin was in. "Oh! They seem to like you."
"I can see that!" Kevin groaned. "Make them go away!"
Monty looked at the sheep. Tilting his head, narrowing his eyes, and unknowingly sticking his tongue out as he thought. The sheep creating a tighter circle. Baa'ing and some even softly head-butting Kevin's legs.
"Monty!"
Monty retracted his tongue. Walking up to the encroaching crowd of wool. Lifting his arms up and waving them wildly as he imitated a wolf… howl? Maybe more like a wolf being drowned. Kevin dropped his face into his hands while the sheep were completely unbothered. Monty dropped his arms and shrugged.
Kevin pulled his hands away. "What was that?"
"I was trying to scare them." Monty said, shrugging again.
I mean, it's probably canon lmao
Edgar: Ew. What kind of tea is this?
Monty: I boiled Gatorade.
Kevin: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!
Kevin: *aggressively throws water bottles*
Monty: Uh... what's going on?
Roland: Kevin's trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us.
Kevin: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!
Edgar, crying: It's working.
Kevin: What’s it like being tall?
Monty: Is it nice?
Roland: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Edgar: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Roland: That was only one time, Edgar!
Edgar: Can I be frank with you guys?
Kevin: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is going to help.
Monty: Can I still be Monty?
Roland: Shh! Let Frank speak!
Plagueround Prompts 3
Twins have reached the age of ten.
Does only one have a curse?
What are their curses?
If both twins have a curse how are they similar yet fundamentally different?
was gonna hide this in the tags but realised its getting too long
ir ly like the idea of it not being biologically-based bc it lets trans ppl exist in this world too
i see it more as a result of socialising. a 'curse' on humanity that is based on /humanity/ rather than what our DNA states. like its a mental thing? that over centuries has coalesced into a Curse on the male population. whatever that means
along this line i really like the idea of op's post having multiple answers. it depends on how the twins see themselves. sure you could have identical twins who have basically the same curse and are like those twins from the shining or whatever (idk i havent seen it LOL) but like imagine, in the same world, an instance of identical twins who /think/ theyre super close but a harboured, repressed sort of resentment from growing up (no matter how it started) manifests BOTH of them having curses where theyre so different from each other when they thought theyd be the same. so much opportunity for conflict and backlash and realising things about themselves
i rly like the idea of curses being influenced by how the person actually sees themselves. at least somewhat. idk idk idk
also beams edgar angst at you: he's never felt like he could ever live up to his family's expectations resulting in a "flawed" bird who hates him as much as he hates himself amen
???: Well if it isn't Montague Finch-
Monty: But it is me.
???: ... No, it's a-
Monty: Your manipulative tricks won't work on me.
Monty: So… what’s goin’ on? Kevin: You want the long version or the short version? Monty, hesitantly: The short one, I guess? Kevin: Shit’s fucked. Monty: Oh-
Plagueround Prompts 3
Twins have reached the age of ten.
Does only one have a curse?
What are their curses?
If both twins have a curse how are they similar yet fundamentally different?
Kevin: *tapping fingers on table*
Edgar: *taps fingers back furiously*
Roland: …What’s going on?
Monty: Morse code. They’re talking.
Kevin: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -
Edgar: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
Edgar: *clicks pen*
Kevin: *clicks pen in response*
Mr. Moley: Stop that.
Kevin: Stop what?
Mr. Moley: You’re talking about me in Morse code!
Kevin: Yes, that’s what we doing. In our very limited time, we took a class on a very outdated, very unnecessary form of communication just so we could talk about you in front of you. Congrats, you figured us out!
*later*
Edgar, to Monty: That’s actually exactly what we were doing.