#chaotic twinkle

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Scribble Pile #2 by Prismatic-Memories

[mothic-writer]

Hello I narrowed them down //casually going to spam you with prompts for spitefulship because _goddamnit_ I ship it so hard //shot please please please do 23 "Just once." omg

“So?”

“… No.”

“Wh–come on!”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Just…no.”

“Shagh, please?”

“Teh, no.”

“Just once.”

“Just no.”

“Come on!”

“No!”

“Why not!”

“Because I said no!”

“A valid reason!”

“You give me a valid reason to why I should!”

“Because it’ll feel great! Just touch it!”

“Nyo! I’m won‘t!”

“Sho, there’s nothing to be afraid of!”

“I’m not scared!”

“Then touch me!”

“No!”

“I’ll touch you?”

“Fuck no!”

At this point, it would be just plain awkward to announce himself. He didn’t mean to fall asleep in the study, it just happened. He didn’t mean to hide himself behind bookshelves during his research, he just focuses more when isolated like that. He didn’t mean to listen in on the two, it just took awhile to wake his brain up. And once it had, their conversation reached a point where it would be just plain awkward to announce himself.

But Cory really didn’t like where this was going, and that type of situation would be even more mortifying for all party members involved, than it would be to announce himself right now. Unfortunately, Cory wasn’t the type of person who can make himself known, he spent years practicing the exact opposite. So it looks like he was stuck listening to his older brother Techny, and his mortal enemy Shira engage it what really sounds like hate sex.

While Cory was completely confident in his brother’s class. If Shira can break through Silver hard enough to have him screw her on the office desk. There pretty much wasn’t anything stopping her from convincing Techny to screw her against the bookshelves.

“Wow don’t you guys sound suspicious.” A new, amused, and beautifully familiar voice suddenly appeared. It was Citinea. “I’d prefer it if you didn’t stain my books.”

“Th–that’s not what this was about!” Techny shouted, sounding a bit horrified. Huh, maybe he had been wrong about his attraction to the Skiddo?

Cory heard Shira squeak at some point, so he wasn’t surprised by her lack of response to Citinea’s suggestion. The ground type flinched when he heard Citinea shuffle to where he was. “And with a live audience, too.” She chuckled, poking her head from a bookshelf to see Cory curled up in ball.

The twin tails had dragged Cory over to the other two, fully dressed thankfully. Techny pressed two fingers to his forehead, his version of a face palm, once Cory joined the two. Shira’s light pink dusting seemed to have darkened at the knowledge of the ground type being there for the whole conversation.

“Wh–how much did you hear…?” Shira asked, shuffling her feet. Most likely to shake off the numbness.

Cory pushed his glasses closer to his face, looking down with a heavy blush. “Um… n-not enough to uh, understand what’s going on.”

“So you two thought someone was going to get laid today?” The irritation in Techny’s voice was clearly directed towards Citinea. Who by the by was standing there smugly, obviously enjoying the discomfort of everyone in this room.

“That is–!” Cory was mildly surprised that the grass type didn’t understand Citinea’s suggestion. She cut her yelp short, now understanding what the two bystanders were thinking their conversation was about. All Cory could do was sheepishly shrug.

“Well would you look at that, I still have someone to corrupt.” Citinea chuckled to herself.

Shira regained her abilities to speak and shook her head rapidly. Probably shaking away all the mental images that most definitely went through City’s. “I just wanted him to touch my horns!”

Techny pressed his fingers deeper. Citinea smothered down her grin. “You’re not making it better.” She said, much to Shira’s horror.

Yeah, all Cory wanted at this point was to get the heck out of this room.

“No! Oh my–shaa!” Clearly embarrassed, Shira pressed her hands against her warming cheeks.

Techny sighed out, twisting his neck a bit. “She wanted to try her empathic abilities.”

Oh.

Well that, was a lot better. Cory held in his sigh of relief, because there was something else off with this.

Citinea clearly thought the same. “What… the hell was she going to touch, then?”

At that, Techny’s head screw twirled as the Magnemite went rigid. Both of them understood immediately. While Cory felt sorry for the both of them, as having them touch each other like that would end disastrously. Citinea busted out laughing, because in all honesty. It would be rather humorous to see the two of freak out at their zero compatibility.

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Title: 23. “Just once”Series: Shadow Operatives of Chaotic TwinkleRelationships: Spiteful Ship (Techny x Shira)Rated: AA (Anyone Aware)Season/Timeline: At some point in time because this is totally canon//shotQuote: “Wow don’t you guys sound suspicious.”Genre: Three Company’s Humor?Characters: Techny Berium | Hanaki Shira | Citinea Liliacease | Cory BelliumWord Count: 750

[mothic-writer]

aaaand 42/43 just because sounds like fun and those two prompts look like they can work together well yes, 42“I swear it was an accident.” / 43“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“Not so shabby.” The brunette smiled to herself proudly. “For a rookie.” She looked at the Pecha Berry Cupcakes, waiting to be iced with a blend of Nanab icing mix. Shira, the grass electrical type Skiddo, had just successfully finished baking what she hopes is edible cupcakes.

She grabbed the bowl of icing and started to carefully spread them in a swirl motion on the tiny cakes. Citinea, the poison bug type Dokucale, had always made all kinds of sweet treats. Everyone loved them, and the grass type could tell, that Citinea enjoys making them. Though the twin tails doesn’t consume much of the things she bakes which struck the her odd. She decided it may have something to do with wanting there to be enough for everyone.

And that is why today, Shira was making a batch special for the poison type. Using the Pecha Berry Cupcake recipe that Citinea made herself. The brunette finished icing the twelve tiny cakes and looked around the kitchen bar. She still had a lot of batter left over. She was tempted to eat it herself just like that, but Shira was well aware of how much the tiny moth could consume when it was something she liked.

Hell yeah, Shira was positive her cupcakes would be something the blonde would enjoy.

Or well, that’s what she kept telling herself.

With a determined nod, the brunette decided to use the leftover batter to make another batch of the tiny cakes. She could eat the batter another time. “Hm?” Shira glanced around the table, noticing the paper that had the recipe was missing. After a moment she remembered taking it back to the bookshelf, not wanting to lose it or get it messy.

With that, she set her apron aside and left to retrieve the recipe. She didn’t have anymore icing, and didn’t remember what she put to make it.

Techny smothered down a groan, feeling his stiff neck scream out when he rolled it a bit too much. He really needed to set an alarm to take more breaks. He couldn’t keep working until his limbs felt ready to fall off. If they were ever attacked, he’s be pretty slowed down in combat and that just won’t do.

Entering the kitchen to search for a snack, the steel type Magnemite is taken back by the disastrous mess on the kitchen bar. The lack of a tiny blonde made him sigh. “Skipping out on clean-up, huh?” He muttered, heading towards the fridge. Before he had the chance to open it, he noticed a batch of fully iced cupcakes at the edge of the kitchen bar.

Well, he did like sweets. Techny picked one up and examined it. There was something a bit off with it, and it was suspicious for Citinea to leave her treats alone like this. Usually she sets the on a clean table and announces to everyone what latest snack she made. Maybe they weren’t done? Perhaps Citinea planned to put sprinkles on them.

Techny nibbled on the cupcake. He wasn’t much of a fan of sprinkles, so t was best to eat it now while it was still pure.

His nibbling turned into a large bite. It was different, but a better different. The flavors were a lot more balanced. The stale of milk balanced out with the sugary sweetness. He could clearly taste the Peacha berry, but not to a extreme extent like usually. Techny crunched up the wrapper, and picked another. He knew Citinea wouldn’t be eating these if the pecha berry were lessened. She needed the extreme taste of pecha after all. Anything else would just taste dull.

Oddly, the young man starts to feel something warm sprouting in his chest. Was this a flavor? A reaction to whatever extra ingredient was used to make it balanced? He doubt his fondness of the treat lead to this emotional reaction.

Emotional?

How strange. Now that he thought about it, it was almost as if one of the flavors was an emotion.

Yes, he needed some rest. His mind was clearly short-circuiting.

When he looked down at the batch, he noticed half of gone. Shit, did he really just eat four cupcakes without noticing? He only remembered consuming two, what the hell. Yes, sleep was indeed greatly needed. The steel type took a step back, but there was a sudden burst in his chest that made him stumble and reach out to grip the bar.

Or what he thought was the bar. Techny was fully aware he made something fall, but the lack of nose made him dreadfully worried. When the dizziness subsided, he glanced down at his feet and sure enough. The remaining cupcakes were splattered and ruined. “Aw, damnit.”

He doubt Citinea would be pissed, so he was mainly disappointed at the lost of such wonderful tasting cup–

“AH!”

Techny jolted in place, taken back by the sudden gasp. He looked to see the grass type Skiddo standing at the kitchen’s entrance way looking absolutely mortified. Guess she liked sweets too. “Oh, hey.”

“What…” Shira didn’t stop staring at the fallen tiny cakes. “… What did you do to my cupcakes!?”

Ah, so that’s why the pecha berries were lessened. Citinea made them for the brunette. Well, he certainly felt a lot better about the whole situation. “I um, ate them?” He replied a bit sarcastically.

Then again, if Citinea made them for the girl….

… yep. He was going to die tonight.

“YOU DID WHAT?!” Techny flinched, the brunette now looked seriously pissed off. He wasn’t sure why she was this mad, but he understood that he should be concern over her reaction. “Those weren’t yours to eat! I can’t believe you!” Shira stomped over closer to where the steel type stood. “What about the ones on the floor?! You decided they weren’t worth it or something?!”

The way her voice started to reach shrilling levels greatly concerned the boy. Citinea still hadn’t made an appearance and she most likely won’t since that would involve helping out cleaning the kitchen. So if he can calm the Skiddo down before she’s alerted, he would be live for another day. He cleared his throat, forcing his sarcastic drips out. “I swear it was an accident.”

It really was. He didn’t know what came over him that made him dizzy. But he definitely did not want to see those tasty cupcakes on the floor. “An accident? Was you eating them an accident too?”

“Um, no.” Techny wasn’t sure how to reply to that without sarcasm. So, maybe the truth? “They were actually very delicious, I liked them very much.” His calm tone seemed to have chilled the lassie out. Her tantrum died completely and she stood there looking… shocked?

Wait, huh?

“W… what?” Shira’s brown eyes were widen, her wasn’t bursting with joy that someone liked them like she thought she would. Maybe because the one guy she hates had said they were good. So her brain was spiting him into not allowing her to feel happy? That… didn’t really make sense. She wasn’t feeling spiteful, she felt kind of…

Flustered?

Taking in her appearance, Techny noticed her hands were dried with batter mix and her pants had some berry stains. A static current went through his brain, making his eyes widen behind his shades and his body become rigid.

Shira made the cupcakes?

So that’s why she was so upset. Techny felt something that resembled guilt start to bubble. But the strong hot emotion that swelled up in his cheeks and was spreading to his neck made it hard to focus on that, or anything else for that matter. “S-… sorry…!” Quickly, and clumsily, the Magnemite stumbled to the side to curve around the still grass type. And made his way out of the kitchen.

Shira didn’t bother saying anything else or stopping the boy from leaving. She couldn’t feel her legs but it wasn’t out of fear. Just the intense shock of realizing Techny had enjoyed her cupcakes. She felt her cheeks getting warmer but didn’t pay much attention to that. She was more focus on the single question pulsing through her mind.

What was Techny’s favorite berries?

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Title: I Swear You Did (42+43 Fluffy Version)Series: Shadow Operatives of Chaotic TwinkleRelationships: Spiteful Shipping (Techny x Shira)Rated: AA Anyone AwareSeason/Timeline: LOLQuote: “I um, ate them?”Genre: Fluff? Humor? Idk?Characters: Beirom Techny | Hanaki ShiraWord Count: 1’371

Shira accidently used her empathic abilities while baking. And Techny, being the emotionally stunted guy he is, wasn’t used to of the joy bubbling from his chest//shot