Shock it to ya

Shock | 23 | Oogie’s Assistant | "I'm the brains, brawns and looks of this operation"

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|| Shock & Barrel

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“Ya you do that” Barrel nodded. “Hey, hey, I so have facial hair” Barrel pointed to the tiny line of hair that grazed his chin, it was pitiful really, and it was a result of being to lazy to shave, but it was there. “Whatever, screw you” He laughed. “I’m right where I want to be with girls” 

[isntit-shock-ing]

“Oh psh, is that even considered hair? It looks like you took a pen and made little dots with it on your skin.” She joked cracking herself up, “For now. Until you get a real taste of what its about. That bom bom tap.”

[onlya-monster]

Quasi was sitting at one of the tables in the dinning car, a small collection of figurines featuring various acts and performers. He was working on trying to get one of each performer finished so he could start selling them at their next stop with confidence he’d have enough just in case they were popular. He hoped they would be popular.

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“Whatcha doin there big guy?” Shock asked settling to a chair opposite and taking a bite of her burger. “Still into that painting thing huh?”

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Not Enough Apples || Shock and Barrel

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“I’ve been injured” Barrel held up his hand and made a pouty face. Shock’s push helped Barrel start moving and caused his stomach to drop. This was really going to happen. “Why would you not want to spend time with me? If I weren’t me, I’d wanna spend all my time with me” 

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“I don’t care” she countered flatly but gave him a playful smile. “Because I’m a grown woman and I like my alone time. Besides your so egotistical I’m sure you’d fuck your own doppelganger.”

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|| Shock & Barrel

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“I don’t believe I’m allowed to comment on my sister’s ass so I can neither conform nor deny the quality of your ass” Barrel said with a smirk avoiding having to be right or wrong. “You should always like me more because I’m cooler and better looking” Barrel struck a kind of modelish pose. “Doctor’s are terrifying and evil ok? I had every right to not go and I do not need your advice in seducing a woman because look how successful I’ve been on my own” He added sarcastically 

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Shock laughed lightly, “Well I guess so. I think it’s more expected if the brother likes boys... so maybe I’ll ask Lock later.” She scuffed at his self-complimenting, “Sorry but I prefer guys with more facial hair so well have to skip on the good looking part. The fact that your hear complaining to your sister and now with some other girl shows me you have yet to reach your potential.”

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A Change of Surroundings || Aster & Shock

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“Well apparently neither were my actual attempts to help. You gotta make up your mind here; you’re killin’ me.” He rubbed a hand over his face, the heel of his hand pressed into his eye. He was getting a headache.

He frowned deeply, a line appearing between his brows. He wasn’t a good actor but he really hadn’t expected that answer. He’d never thought of concealing emotions as acting. Was he that bad? “Everyone’s stressed out right now. It’s to be expected. And luckily for them they don’t gotta worry about me or what my face is doing.”

“A lack of death and destruction and over-worrying? If they’re innocent they have nothing to worry about.”

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Shock couldn’t help but laugh at him a little, “Oh come on I’m a woman I can never make up my mind or any of that sexist crap.”

“But your likes this awkward tall dark babe skulking around the back, your like a target for people to latch onto since your security. Your the only one these people can get to to bombard with questions and insults and demands.” 

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“You are so very picky about everything y’know that? Just roll with the joke next time.” He shook his head, rolling his eyes, but not too serious about the criticism. “It’s an American folk song. Everybody sings it. You never heard the version about the Green Bay Packers?”

He snorted. “What lawyer would want to work for him? If he stops feeding us I will personally find him and kick him in the face. Or learn how to photosynthesize.”

He huffed a breath out, nostrils flaring. “Excuse you, I have muscles. And plenty of them. I work out daily. Just because I’m— short— doesn’t mean that I’m a fuckin’ noodle.”

“I do say so. So thanks but no thanks..”

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“Yeah I know.” She agreed shrugging it off, “Gotta know your faults and accept them and all that shit. Had no idea you were supposed to be making a joke though. So... my bad? Folk song?” She laughed at the idea, “Yeaahhh never heard it. Packers like... the baseball team?” 

“The kind that’s disgraced and just as fucked up at the thieves and runaways he’s defending? You can’t kick him if you can’t leave the car.”

“Yeah you have muscle but not like.. bulk you know. We need one of those crazy like muscles the size of my head people.”

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Not Enough Apples || Shock and Barrel

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"Then I really think you should so I don’t have to do any work" He smiled to Shock. Barrel watched as she grabbed her jacket, happy that he wasn’t going to have to go into this alone. "But I don’t want a cool ass hook, I want a hand" Barrel said and leaned against her door frame. He should have been moving away so that they could leave. "Ya, hospital" Barrel nodded but didn’t budge from his spot, he wanted to, he really did, but he couldn’t make his move. 

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“Fuck that, I’m so tired of pulling the extra weight you and our lazy ass brother leave behind.” Shock fluffed out her hair and stood in front of Barrel giving him a bored look for a moment giving him time to move before shoving his non-hurt hand’s shoulder. “Get a move on, I may not have shit to do but I don’t wanna spend my time with your lame ass.”

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|| Shock & Barrel

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“You’re an ass!” Barrel shot back at his sister. “His are not better then mine!” Barrel knew she was teasing him, but he was going to defend his tattoos. “I have Batman! And the Joker! Does Lock have them? I don’t think so because he’s not cool. We’re the cool kids and he wishes he could be us” He crossed his arms. “Punching a train is hardcore, bet you can’t say you’ve done that. I only got caught cause the guy was an ass and why do you need to know about all of my dates?” 

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“No no no I have a GREAT ass, you said it wrong. “ She countered with a laugh very entertained by his defensiveness. “Alright alright, we can be the cool ones. Only cause I like you more... for now. And yeah I’ve never done because like I said it’s fucking dumb and your jerk ass wouldn't even go to the doctor.” She let out a long sigh, “Because I’m your older sister. I need to know, to look out for you, prepare you, advise you in the ways of seducing a woman.”

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|| Shock & Barrel

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“I do not look like I’m trying too hard!” Barrel laughed. “I look like I’m a cool ass punk kid ok? I look awesome” He crosses his arms and gave her a sassy face. “But, just between you and I, Lock has too many tattoos” He said lowering his voice and smirked. “Um I punched the train for one, remember that?” Barrel lifted his now cast-less arm. “And then I set firecrackers under the train, got busted by that stupid Copper guy, but I still did it, and I went out with a 24 year old. That was pretty crazy”  

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“Psh, if you say so. Well you got the ass part right” she responded smugly. “He may have too many but his are better than yours” she teased hoping he didn't take it personally. “Punching a train is dumb not cool. You got caught so it doesn't count and if you got a date how have I not heard about it yet.”

[leftonthedrawingboard]

"They also mimic tea kettles and doorbells. And probably other animals and morse code." He quirked an eyebrow at her, as if challenging her to rebuff that fact. "You wouldn’t remember a parrot singing a human song? That’s pretty incredible in my humble opinion. Have you heard Yankee Doodle at all?"

"He can’t stop feeding us— that’s a lawsuit waiting to happen. And trust me, my dad has a very good lawyer." You have to when you own your own company. He gave her a strange look. "Eat everyone else before you eat me, thanks."

At that he opened his mouth in an offended manner, brows knit together, but closed it for a moment when he couldn’t think of some way to reply. “I— have a handle on this, thank you,” he said coolly, despite the fact that he still had a lit cigarette in his hand. Honestly, he was just bristly and didn’t like people telling him he wasn’t in control. “And I already know that, trust me. I’m no stranger to life being a dickhead.”

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"Then how would they be trustworthy? You'd here a whistle and think oh... tea is done but actually it's your douche bag pet. And no that;s not what I meant. I mean the song itself doesn't sound like something I would remember. I'm pretty sure I haven't heard of it. What is it some Scandinavian folk song?"

"If he can lock us in a train car against our will why not stop feeding us too? Besides I'm pretty sure the big man has lawyers of his own seeing as he employs runaways and crooks."

She eyed him up and down and nodded, "yeah I'd definitely go for people with more meat on their bones. and the muscly ones,  I like a bit of tough meat."

She let out a laugh at the face he pulled and gave him a shrug, "If you say so."

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A Change of Surroundings || Aster & Shock

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"Well he could have no arms. And you were the one worrying about it, I’m just relaying information." He was frustrated but he literally bit down on his tongue. Apparently all he was going to get from anyone here was sass. He should’ve figured.

"People handle stress in different ways. Not everyone who looks collected is actually collected," he mumbled, looking over the crowd. "As for acting, better you than me. I’m a shite actor. I’ve never cared to practice. But fine, whatever, do what works best for you."

He couldn’t help the wince at her choice of words. He’d lump himself in the ‘tense and already punched two people’ crowd. “At least some of you can relax though. Don’t you think it’d be worse if everyone was tense? Better off to have half of them calm.”

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 "That. Is not helpful." She stated flatly crossing one arm over her abdomen and rubbing the other hand over her check just in case.

She laughed dryly and nodded, "That's obvious. You let everything be all over your face all the time. It's not a good thing for a security man you know. Seeing your stressed out face isn't going to make any of these fools feel any better."

"I dunno, the calm ones freak me out a little. What's gotta be going on in your mind to be able to handle this shit with ease. Crazy people."

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|| Shock & Barrel

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Barrel smirked. “That’s cause I’m skinny and sneaky and he just wasn’t” He laughed. It was true, half of the reason Conner had hated him so much, he’d been able to sneak away or slip away, so he’d get even angrier, but then Barrel had gotten himself out of some punches because he’d been able to slip away.

"I am so a rebel! I, I steal crap and pull pranks and don’t fit in with social constructs! Have you seen Lock and I recently? Do we look like we fit in with society? At least you could pass" 

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"Hey!" Shock complained defensively "But see you guys look like your trying too hard. I can get away with shit because when I want to I can be cute and innocent looking. You guys are fucked. Besides whens the last time you did something crazy, spending sh time being all mopey."

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"I hear the word of parrot is slightly better," he offered. "Ever heard one sing Yankee Doodle? Now there’s a tune you can trust." He smirked, seeming to be slightly amused by his own joke. But he gave her a pointed look at her excuse. "They have all the time in the world. I bet you we’ll never be released from here and they’ll just keep driving the train around Europe with us in the dining car."

"And likewise, I don’t care about your weed so long as I don’t get a secondhand high. I’m not attached to my cigarettes— I’m addicted, there’s a difference. I’d give them up if it were easier.” He huffed, another smirk playing on his lips. “Sorry, but I don’t plan on dying young. I have ambitions to do with my future and that’s not one of them. Hence why I’m trying to figure out how to cut off the smoking.”

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"But... don't parrots just mimics humans?" She pointed out, even though she was aware he was joking. She raised a brow at the song name, "Uh nooo but it doesn't seem like something I'd remember if I had."

She rolled her eyes, "Well if that's the plan he'll probably stop feeding. If we aren't working making money why spend money to keep us alive? Let me just say I will be the first to go cannibal if that happens."

Shock raised a brow at his hand holding the cigarette and gave him a look, "If you say so. But you sound no better than any street side crack addict. If it bothers you get rid of it. Commitment and all that but I'm sorry the say life doesn't give a shit about your ambitions."

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|| Shock & Barrel

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Barrel smiled, not minding thinking about him being dead. “Should have told you” He shook his head. “Would have made my life a lot easier” What she’d said was very true, he was younger then Lock and Shock and when they were that age it did mean that he was smaller then them. It was his need to always be as good as them and there was nothing that could be done now. 

"No I think we both get it from you" Barrel laughed. "Don’t even try to say you’re not a rebel too" 

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"Yeah well no use worrying about it now, he's probably in jail and look at you. Got a job and travelling the world." She gave him a smile and swatted his shoulder.

"Oh I won't deny it but there is a big difference. See you and Lock try to be rebels and I actually am."

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"That was smart. I didn’t think the big guy would keep us locked up in here this long, so I didn’t think to bring a lot."

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Even if her kept us in here for an hour I'd bring these, these people are gross.

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|| Shock & Barrel

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"But it wouldn’t have been me, it would have been you" Barrel said, running a hand through his hair. "And he would have teased me for not being able to stand up for myself" He sighed. "Thanks though" Barrel muttered, it was nice to hear that it wasn’t his fault and he hadn’t been weak, he’d just been little and there was nothing he could have done about that. 

"He kind of makes a habit out of that" Barrel smirked. "Just as long as I can get a punch in there too"  

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"Well it would be us, and he would be dead so he couldn't tease you if he wanted to" she said matter of factually adding a quick nod. 

"Yeah always trying to be a rebel. That's where you get it from." 

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Radioactive ll Shock/Lock ll

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There was a moment of relief when Lock first heard Shock’s voice but that was quickly washed away and replaced with humiliation. He couldn’t believe his sister was seeing him like this. He felt pathetic and like a waste of space now. Now he really wished Copper would have just finished him off, because he felt like the biggest disappointment to his family ever. Lock did not have to look up at Shock before she was kneeling in front of him, worrying over him. “I’m sorry..if I let you…and Barrel…down.” He softly choked out, holding tears back. “How are..you?” He gently asked, ignoring her question about what happened. 

Lock knew he would eventually end up telling Shock what happened but right now he just needed to know his siblings and Clopin were okay. He needed at least that. He looked up from his hands to meet her gaze but his eyes quickly fell back to his hands and he softly sighed instead. “How is Barrel? I-is..Oogie around? H-he can’t..see me..can he?” His hand came up to tangle it’s fingers in his hair, anxiously messing with his already messy hair. “I love you.” It felt extremely good to be able to say that to his sister right now. He only hoped she would forgive him for not being able to fight off a hound dog. 

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"What? No." She replied softly, putting on a smiley and a gently poking his foot.  "How does that even make sense. If anything were mad at you for making us worry about you again." Taking in her brother appearance and attitude she wished their family was better at handling the bad things in life. Barrel had only recently started to stop being stupid over that girl and now this. They were never going to just have a quiet period. 

"I'm fine, Barrels fine, everyone's fine. Your the only one who needs to be worried about.... Wh-which isn't a bad thing. As a big sister I need someone to worry about." She quickly corrected trying not to make Locks emotional state any worse.

"Nope boss man is no where to be seen, probably got special treatment or something. I haven't seen him." She froze for a few seconds after he said that to her something about hearing that from him right now made her want to cry. She sighed and gave him a look, "We are becoming a bunch of saps huh? I love you too...."