And then Error 3 proceeded to try and kill the anomaly!
But in all honesty Geno Three would probably just be excited to see another living person and not the void. Error Three though would just see Geno Three as an anomaly.
oh no i had a lil idea for an Afterdeath 34 scenario and i wanted to write a tiny fic about it
but i'm afraid the juices for that are gone already nchvhvh
so have a lil summary of the idea instead
so, imagine Geno 3 ended up getting pregnant at some point.
imagine that Reaper 4 was so, so afraid to touch the growing belly, and hesitating to touch hubby at all. terrified that it would somehow kill the baby.
imagine one day they're sitting on a couch, Reaper 4 keeping at least a bit of distance from bae.
Geno 3, fed up with the god's anxiety grabs 4's hand and places it on the belly without a warning.
ofc at first Reaper 4 panics, feeling the lil kick under his hand.
and then.. another movement.
then again.
Reaper 4 bursts out crying, sobbing patheticaly, relieved to see that he was wrong, so wrong. their baby was going to be fine.
finally, i finished a lil oneshot!! yippee!! (part of me doubts it's that good, but shhh-)
@michealscorneroftheinternet yo check tis out!
GENO 3 LORE TIME, BABYYYY
(tw: death mention/dead body- putting a lil warning just in case-)
The lab was empty. Great.
And no, he wasn't being sarcastic this time.
Since Boopkins was busy gathering the remaining people to evacuate, he left his lab unsurpervised. Which gave Three perfect oportunity to sneak in.
He knew the way to the deeper section of the building.
Carrying the recently deceased corpse in his arms the man in purple and lilac walked through the dark, empty halls.
Eventually he managed to find what he was looking for.
He carefuly set his husband's body on one of the nearby beds, freeing up Three's hands for what he was about to do.
He searched through the cupboards, soon enough finding the empty syringes and the still packaged needles.
The red eyed man took out one of the syringes and placed it on top of the cupboard. Then he tore one of the small packages apart, taking the needle out so he could put it on the still empty hypodermic syringe.
With the tool ready he approached the container that was filled with mildly glowing golden fluid.
He opened it without issue, soon filling the syringe with as much of the liquid DT as the object could hold in.
First he rolled up one of the blue sleeves, so he could quickly clean up a spot on the cold skin.
Then he positioned the syringe near the spot. Once satisfied with the angle he pushed the needle in, watching the tip sink under the other man's skin.
As he pressed his thumb against the other end of the syringe the liquid slowly entered the corpse's body.
He didn't rush this, prefering to be careful with this.
Three waited for a while for something to happen.
But the body didn't respond with anything. Not even a small movement on its own.
So he repeated the process. Again. And again..
Yet still nothing happened.
Gently cupping hubby's face Three kept quietly repeating for Four to come back, give him a sign, anything..
...
* but nothing happened.
Finally understanding that this won't work he set the syringe down.
Looking back at the DT container the man in lilac and purple noticed there was quite a plenty of it left.
He settled on a diffrent idea.
He quickly rolled up his own sleeve, exposing the skin underneath.
Then he prepared yet another syringe, filling it with the golden fluid.
Once Three desinfected the exposed skin he carefuly pierced it with the needle, injecting the Determination into himself.
And again.. And again..
At the 7th shot he noticed his body shaking, the warm feeling filling him starting to feel more.. hot.
But he just brushed it aside, and kept going.
At some point he thought he saw parts of his body briefly glitching.
However, he would realise it wasn't just his imagination..
As he continued to inject the liquid the glitching worsened.
Yet it didn't discourage Three.
Despite the increasing pain he kept going.
After all, the container was almost empty.
And so he filled the syringe one last time, with all that remained, and then..
Three let out a scream as a burning pain spread across his right eye, and some area around it. The agonizing ache was enough to make him fall to his knees. Gripping the bed's frame tightly he tried waiting this out.
Once the ache had dulled down he shakily got up, holding onto the bed for support.
This feeling of warmth, strength, that was flowing within him.. It was all so much, yet somehow not enough..?
It was almost.. addicting.
Three moved closer to his hubby's body.
His eyes stopped on the ring on the corpse's finger. After some consideration he carefuly slid the ring off, then put it on his own finger, on the right hand.
Afterwards he carefuly untied the scarf that Four was wearing, so that the man in lilac could tie it around his own neck.
He slowly rubbed the cold cheek with one of his thumbs.
"I'll take good care of them, I promise.."
With that he walked away, so he could take a better look at himself in the nearby mirror surface.
A tired, red eyed man stared back at him. The reflection's right eye and area around was bright purple crossed with a darker hue, like that part was missing its textures.
Parts of his body were glitching, the white squares flickering around him.
He first closed his left eye, then opened it and closed the other one, repeating this a few times to test if the lack of textures affected his eyesight.
He eventually came to the conclusion that his vision in the right eye was more blurry than usual.
Well, nothing a new pair of glasses wouldn't fix.
Three raised his hand to touch the scarf that was was snuggly wrapped around his neck.
He felt his throat tighten up, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. But he simply tried to wipe them away.
He had cried enough already.
He noticed that his body seemed to stabilize itself, as the glitching got reduced to only a couple of the glitchy blocks floating around, and occasional flickers of small parts of his form.
After deciding he was done he turned around, walking back to the bed. Then Three lifted up the lifeless body, planning to take him so he could properly bury him somewhere.
"Don't worry Four... I'll make that blue haired bitch pay..." Three promised out loud, unaware of the golden glow in his eye.
you know, isn't it interesting that the items associated with the Perserverance SOUL are Cloudy Glasses and Torn Notebook?
isn't it funny(? idk what word to use here tbh) that i imagine Geno 3 to have the Perserverance trait-
so yeah i guess that led me to eventually drawing this, and now i'm finally posting it hah
(edit extra note: pfft forgot to even point out that the SOUL associated with Perserverance is purple, what a great match. i know i'm pointing out the obvious, but- ya know.. purple color, notebook and glasses..)
