Maybe spicynoodles? Except Red runs into one or more of MK's clones at different times , and they just flirt with him? Red can't help but think MK either has a crush in him and/is DRASTICALLY changing
Red Son wasn't sure what was going on.
"You're PERFECT!"
He stared at the Noodle Boy in confusion. "Uh..." Well, he had never seen him like this before. He was covered in paint with a wide, almost maniac grin as he gripped his face and got right in his face. "Thank you?" he managed around the hand clenching his jaw.
"Please model for me!" the Noodle Boy begged, dropping his face to instead grip his hands. "I need to perfectly capture your beauty!"
Uh... what.
A bit too shocked to say that, Red Son could only manage a few words.
"Okay!"
-_-
"Hey there, hot stuff..."
Red Son stared. He hadn't expected to bump into him here at this club that his father's former ally had insisted on meeting at, especially not after the modeling session. "Uh, hello?" This was definitely different from the usual greeting he got from the Noodle Boy.
Definitely not with those pink-painted lips pursed in a smirk as he eyed him up and down. He had never seen those glasses or that hideous leopard-print coat before either.
Then his hand was grabbed and a gentle kiss was pressed to the back of it. "Wanna dance while I'm on break?"
Red blinked. "Uh..." Seriously, what was with all the uhs?
That seemed to be enough for him.
"I'll take that for a yes." Then he proceeded to scoop him up, strolling casually onto the floor. Then the anti-grav took over, slipping Red from his hold.
Then he grabbed his hand and pulled him close.
And all Red could think was uh-oh.
-_-
"Delivery!"
Red Son looked up in confusion. Before he could look around, warm lips pressed against his cheek as something was pressed into his hand. He glanced down to see a beautiful bouquet of red orchids.
"Those flowers really match your hair!" Noodle Boy said.
Before Red could say anything, he was gone.
"...WHAT?!"
-_-
"Look, I can't believe you guys!"
Xiaotian glared down at the trio of clones in front of him. Only Delivery looked a touch apologetic. Porty was rolling his eyes in a bored fashion while Painter was scribbling on a notepad while mumbling to himself. "You can't flirt with Red Son!"
"Why?" Porty said, seemingly the chosen voice. "You won't so we have to take the effort up for you."
Xiaotian felt a shriek form. "Because he's our enemy!"
"But you like him." Delivery said, sounding confused. "Why should that matter?"
Before Xiaotian could try and explain, there was a screech of "NOODLE BOY!" Before he could say anything, there was three chimes, followed by three hairs fluttering to the ground. Before he could respond to that, there was suddenly Red Son there.
Glaring at him. Hair aflame.
"Uh, hi-"
And there was a bracelet in his face. Xiaotian scrambled to catch it, forehead slightly stinging. It was a cuff bracelet, glimmering gold with a large ruby in the center. Then Red Son was poking him in the chest, forcing him to pay attention.
"I have made reservations at that nice cafe at the corner of Huayuan Street for five tomorrow. Do not be late for our date."
...date.
Date?!
Before he could really say anything, Red Son whirled around and marched away, leaving Xiaotian there.
4Clones AU where the clones persist after being made, the more often they are called out the stronger and more independent they become. (Or if they’re made with strong enough intent that they gain their own sentience and personalities that makes them stronger by default)
More info under the cut!
Ppl who saw my last post conceptualizing this au probably noticed there’s an “Evil” clone. That’s actually Theatre Kid MK! (Nicknamed Theo) I’ll explain him later haha
Noodle: (delivery MK, orange) Noodle is the most mature of the group, being the first clone to be made. He’s a responsible older brother for everyone else. He looks out for their mental and physical well-being, often making food for the others (who easily fixate on their work and forget to eat). He still has his powers, but making himself bigger/smaller comes naturally. He carries the braincell.
Artie: (artist clone, purple) Artie is a tired bitch who needs sleep. He’s considered to be twins with Theo (despite being made first) due to their similar interests and personalities. He’s very driven and focused on his craft, and will not hesitate to destroy anyone who gets in his way. His one track mind usually leads to extreme burnout, which is why he appears tired all the time. He eventually gets adopted by Sandy bc I said so!
Theo: (theatre clone, blue) Theo is an actor, and was made by me for the purpose of this au lol. Much like Artie, he is very focused on what he wants to achieve. For Theo, this mostly meant meeting Macaque and being taught a thing or two about acting. Turns out, Macaque was willing to teach him more than just acting and ended up using his own powers to make Theo VERY durable. So durable that he could persist after a major injury if the need be. This eventually leads into some other stuff I might write about later but are hinted at in the doodles-?
Porty: (porty mk, pink) Porty is porty! Made with the purpose of “having fun” Porty manages to achieve this in the most gremliny way possible. He’s considered the youngest due to his immature personality, he is also slightly shorter than the other clones. He’s focused more on himself most of the time and often forgets about others’ feelings. If he does notice someone is down he does his best to cheer them back up, and struggles with his own feelings of inadequacy when it doesn’t work. He eats music (and whatever Noodle feeds him) and has no friends, despite claiming to have an absurd amount.
I also drew them all as monkies at the mention of them on the discord I was talking about them on heeheehoohoo
MK inevitably popping the clones out of existence and he just finds paint clone painting a nude red son portrait in like the style of the birth of Venus.
Red was long gone by the time anyone actually came back to Sandy's ship- a bit bummed out he didn't get the cuddles he awas promised. Pigsy takes immense pleasure in burning it.
