Clarissa x Preston x TeT Group:
This takes place after and during episode 23 (altering it a lil myself), things to note if you haven't listened already; Preston and Clarissa have changed their appearance. So if you don't fuckkking know like a nerd, go give them a fuuuuckin listen buddy. (also adding in previous oneshot shit because I can)
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When Preston stuttered when he asked her to cut his hair, a smile twitched on the side of her mouth before she nodded her head, of course she would do it, this was different from the dance with Preston awhile back, Preston wasn't stuttering back then and it was something else to look at for a change. When she finished his hair she felt proud of herself, no chunks of hair were forgotten and was the same length, a proud piece of work. Preston smiled at her when he noticed her in the reflection of the war hammer, her new look was something to get used too, he was used to the dyed platinum, now he was staring at the void color of black hair, her eyes seemed to be distant, and his smile faltered.
'I'm so sorry,' he thought to himself, she wasn't even looking directly at his reflective eyes, she was off in her own thoughts, he set down the war hammer and turned around to look directly at her, "thank you," he said as he placed a hand on her shoulder her black locks brushing the tips of his fingers before he dropped his hand.
"Oh, yeah, of course," Clarissa's voice drew back and she gave a false smile, one empty of emotion, none of this was okay and he knew that.
"Can I ask for another favor?" Preston asked.
"Can you tie it back?" When Clarissa nodded again, her dominant hand reaching for a hair tie around her wrist before she using a spinning motion and looked at Preston with gentleness. 'got you' he thought as he spun on his heel and sat back down, at first the feeling was startling, her white nails raking through his hanging curls before his head went tugging backward following the motion before his back hit Clarissa's hips to which Preston straightened up and tensed up with awareness that he had relaxed, "sorry."
Clarissa looked down at the top of Preston's head and tilted her head with a bit of confusion before she let out a gentle chuckle or realization, but she ignored it, her nanny used to tie her hair back growing up, so she understood the motion, once again she raked her fingers through his hair.
Clarissa ran her fingers over his freshly shaven undercut causing him to shiver against the touch, something Clarissa didn't understand as she just wanted to move his hair higher up to show the entire masterpiece she accomplished.
With all his curls gathered, Clarissa tied his hair back and smiled softly, "sorry" she said before stepping back and once again Preston lifted the war hammer and looked at his reflection before noticing her. Standing up once again Preston stepped closer to Clarissa, this time, for the first time, she didn't step back when he approached her, instead, her eyes followed his movement until he was standing directly in front of her, and she had to look into his eyes.
"Yes?" she asked with a sort of stubbornness slipping across her tone.
"Thank you, Clarissa," he said as he bent down ever so slightly and kissed the side of her cheek before heading up to the Harriet Mongoose.
Clarissa stood still before she blinked toward Preston, 'what the fuck was that?'
After episode 23. 5 months later (tw: mention of self death)
Clarissa inhaled, she was tailing the group as they walked through the desert, the heat becoming worse slowly, and her leg becoming heavier with each step, they were walking to another "side quest" Preston liked to call it, and this time he was taking charged, ever since the Abolith accident, Preston became more of a leader, Scott and Dex came closer together as friends, and Clarissa kept wearing her mask.
Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown after all. And her crown was tilting sideways, she noticed that Prestons undercut had grown out quite a lot since the first time she had cut it and the curls became tighter, he was due another hair service once they got into the next town, she had also noticed that, even if he was trying to hide himself, his body seemed to have more tone to it as his shoulders tightened with each step. Shaking her head, Clarissa shook herself out of her daze, though she wished she had stayed in it, as the pain returned and she couldn't help but grab onto Scotts's arm and pull him back from walking behind Dex.
"Yes Mommy Rizz?" Scott said with a joking chuckle at the nickname they all gave her shortly after her looks changed.
"Hey you guys cool if I hang back for a bit to catch my breath once we reach a shady spot?" Clarissa asked and Scott looked around, 20 more minutes tops and they'd be in an oasis, Scott shrugged his shoulders before helping her walk to the forest.
"I don't see why not, after all I bet that leg gets annoying sometimes," Scott said with no thought on how it truly felt.
"You have no idea," Clarissa chuckled softly.
Before long, the group made it to the oasis and Clarissa let out a sigh of relief as they stepped on different textured ground, her legs no longer feeling like jello from walking on a flat and slippery route. She leaned herself against the edge of the tree as Scott let go of his hold on her, "you sure you'll be okay?" Scott asked and Clarissa nodded her head.
"I don't see why not, you've got wings, once you get to the location fly back and we can head out together and meet up with Dex and Preston afterward, I think that seems like a fair plan, right?" Clarissa shot the question out as she dug her nails into the bark of the tree with one hand and tightened her fist at her side with the other. 'Go away Scott,' she thought, 'leave me alone.'
Scott looked at her with questionable eyes before nodding his head at the sound of logic, "I'll let the others know," he said and Clarissa knelt down as Scott ran off toward the others.
Preston looked toward Clarissa once Scott told them the plan, he couldn't seem to disagree with the statement, it was a forty-five minute walk to the next town over, and she was looking right at him, her multi-colored eyes holding a hazy distant gleam, but also one of reassurance. "We'll be back!" Preston shouted and Clarissa nodded her head.
'we'll?' her eyes snapped to confusion, but before she could correct Preston she noticed that they where gone. "Thanks Tony," she whispered as she laid her legs flat in front of her as she looked up at the large leaves creating shade over her body, looking around once more, she finally lifted up her right pant leg, the black war forged prosthetic leg hissing softly as steam sputtered out of gaps between gears, her eyes teared up as she mindlessly smacked her head back against the tree as she balled up her fists in anger and felt around for the closest rock before she picked it up and threw it against whatever it would hit, and it did hit something, the victim was a growing shrub, taking on injuries around its core.
Clarissa looked down at her leg as her eyes traced the metal that meshed with skin, her eyes taking in every little bit of detail of the covered brass. The whole reason she even wore pants anymore was because she couldn't stand the hideous metal, and without realizing it until she saw her, Clarissa casted Echo, "I should have died." she inhaled as she felt her breaths begin to heavy, her echo tilting it's head, "I... I'm this disgusting...metal...pretend everythings okay... scared... little girl." Clarissa felt her body growing more tired as the heat finally caught up to her. Clarissa looked at her echo's leg and then at her own, "will I return like this? Will my parents really see me like this?" she questioned before a pained smile formed on her lips, and then a bitter laugh escaped her as she looked up once again at the leaves as her vision blurred as hot tears rolled down her cheeks, "who am I kidding they don't care about me," she laughed sarcastically. Heat spread around her lower thigh as she heard the hissing get louder and the gears starting to slow down, her leg becoming heavier to feel and number by the second, everything around it felt like she was on fire, the same feeling that was so dim when the leg was first introduced, after Nibs had fixed her.
She didn't even want to be fixed.
She didn't ask for this to happen.
She didn't want to be here.
She was her own enemy. Clarissa Coldshore. The scared, little girl.
With boiling anger and pain from both the leg and ruidium, the blood curdling scream escaped both her echo's lungs as well as her own, doubling in disables, as she let everything she had bottled up, let loose until there was nothing left but darkness.
The scream was so loud Dex's hands covered his ears as he fell to his knees, holding onto his ears with a pained expression spread across his lips, Scott and Preston both noticed Dex as he was now in front of them and then turned back toward the Oasis, they had walked maybe twenty-five minutes from the Oasis. Dex shot up immediately after as he shoved past the two and back to the place they had just left, "Wait Dex! What's wrong!?" Scott shouted as Preston followed.
"Clarissa... She's in trouble," Dex said quickly finding no other time to commit to a conversation as he rushed back to the Oasis. No hesitation.
As soon as their shoes collided with the mixture of grass and sand they noticed Clarissa's echonite dissolve in thin air and Clarissa's body fall from off the tree and onto the ground. "Clarissa!" Preston shouted as he ran toward the girl, Scott and Dex on his heels before they all landed harshly to their knees beside her.
"Clarissa?" Scott said softly as he grabbed her wrist to find her pulse and when he felt one, it was slow and yet hard to find, Scott quickly casted Shape Water in front of them before he looked toward Dex who stood frozen with shock, "Go get water quickly," he said, "I'll help, Preston stay here with her if she wakes up" Scott spoke and Preston did so, kneeling down beside her head before he subconsiously ran her fingers through her hair, his fingers ever so slightly touching her horns as he did so. He looked down at her before he removed her leather jacket and inhaled before he grabbed onto his dagger and looked at the girl one more time as he slid down to her legs.
"Kill me when you wake up, but I'm sorry in advance," he whispered, as he grabbed onto her pant leg and pulled it away from her skin as he made a cut and turned her pants into shorts on either leg, he then removed her shoes. As soon as he did that, Scott and Dex returned with bottles full of water.
"Dude!" Dex shouted, "you can't just undress a girl like that," he joked under pressure to which he earned himself a glare from the tall individual.
"Joke or not, Preston actually did what we needed done," Scott said as he undid the cap of water and knelt down beside Clarissa before he picked her up and against the tree once more before he gently grabbed onto her jaw and opened her mouth enough to fit the water bottle in, "Dex pour some water on her wrists, feet, and... y'know..." Scott muttered the last bit to the cat as Preston went to the water that Scott had conjured to fill his own water to help.
Dex raised a brow at Scott and snorted, "alright, boy scout," Dex said as he did as followed, "you think she'll kill us when she wakes up?" he asked.
"Most definitely, honestly if she doesn't then somethings wrong," Scott added just as Preston returned and unscrewed the bottle before pouring it on her metal leg, loud hissing and steam rolled out from the gears and gaps of the metal.
"It was probably overheating," Preston said before he knelt down and grabbed onto her hand.
Scott tilted the bottle upward as he held onto Clarissa's jaw and then stopped for a moment, noticed her swallow, and then her torso rise and fall with more pronounced breaths, Scott backed up, Clarissa's hands shot up as she grabbed onto her war hammer right beside her as her eyes shot open with fears before she noticed the boys standing around beside her.
"We shouldn't have left you" Preston's head fell and Clarissa felt tears streaming down her cheeks with a mix of relief and anger.
"I'm sorry," Clarissa set down her war hammer again before she wrapped her arms around herself as she let out a sob of mixed emotions before Scott, Preston, and Dex all fell to their knees around her and pulled her into a hug as she vibrated against all of them as everything she held onto for the past five months lifted from her shoulders.
Scott should've noticed her pain.
Dex should've noticed her behavior changing.
Preston should've said something day one.
"so are we," Preston whispered as he held onto her left side, Scott hugged her right, and Dex felt all the tears staining his shirt beneath his chin which rested on top of her head and his fingers drew calming circles against her back.
I really loved this oneshot forrrrr sure. Actually 2-n'oneshot.
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