Hii, it has almost been a year since I disappeared. Came back with a PBWC one-shot, requested by @funken_beat from Insta. Here we go!
Braking was left disappointed when Kai refused to keep his promise for a friendly hangout, so he would not let Schmidt do the same.
"He said he's not coming." "ALL OF SUDDEN?!"
Schmidt scrolled through the absent Black Emperor's messages. Briefly did his eyes leer to the spiky magenta-haired "friend" who is currently upset. "See what I was saying, Braking?" Schmidt muttered sarcastically. "Shut up." Braking snapped. "No, I'm serious. You're wasting my time too. Let's be real, do you know the reason why Kai will never join a friendly hangout like this?!" Schmidt turned off his phone and put it back to his pocket before continuing, "Because you are a lesser master among us." He chuckled. "I mean, compared to you, I am better-" "You're saying that I must be as skilled as you to befriend him?! You put yourself as the standard. So why hasn't he come here when I already asked you to join?!" Braking's question left Schmidt silent for a few seconds. He looked away into his tank watch car below. Braking raised one of his eyebrows, "Or Kai, too, is disappointed at you, so-" "I'm not as worse as you." Schmidt cut off. He fixed the collar of his jacket and turned away from a frowned Braking. "Also, wasting my Saturday arguing with you is kind of exhausting. I better go home so I can practice. More." He said firmly. "But hey, since you purchased those tickets with your own money, I won't forbid you from going to the fair yourself. Have fun as much as you want..if that is your priority, of course." Schmidt muttered, while Tiggar drove away following his feet.
Walking not even far from Braking yet, Schmidt felt his hand being grabbed fiercely and dragged into the fair's entrance. "HEY! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, BRAKING?!" "I'M NOT GOING ALONE!" Braking shouted. "WHAT?! HEY-" Schmidt quickly pulled Braking's hand away. He looked at Braking with a sharp, frustated glare. "You don't really understand that I have no interest in accompanying you, huh?!" "YOU AGREED TO JOIN ME FROM THE START. I AM NOT FORCING YOU!" Braking exclaimed. "YOU ARE?! I SAID I'M NOT INTERESTED?!" Schmidt barked back. "Not interested RECENTLY! WHAT?! ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL YOURSELF AWAY LIKE KAI DOES?!" Braking glared into his eyes. For a moment, he stopped shouting as he collected back his breath. And then, his eyes returned to face Schmidt. "..don't say you only come here because I mentioned Kai."
Schmidt's eyes widened for a second, but it quickly followed with a chuckle. "Now, wait, I thought it was obvious." Schmidt laughed. "No?!" "It was? You brought up about how my presence here should be attracting Kai to join us. That should mean you understand our relationship here is nothing but a 'profit-based' friendship, that's why you bring me." Schmidt explained, followed with Braking's silence. Braking clutched the tickets in his hand. He looked down.
"I..wished for you to join me too. Even if Kai never came." Braking confessed.
Schmidt went quiet for a minute. He put his hands back on his hips as he sighed. "I suggest ask others next time." "Who?" "Your friends?" Braking then looked up. "I don't have one." Schmidt froze a bit, his shoulders loosened. "I thought, once I became a Master with you guys, I could..find my people." Braking continued. "..like Kai," Schmidt rolled his eyes away, before hearing the following sentence, "and you."
As Schmidt glanced again at Braking's face, he saw the rookie Master (just like him), still had a huge determination to win something. Whether it's the next WBL, or it's the genuine friendship between them three -- which is "ridiculous". "This has gone uninteresting-" "I know you did nothing on your home, Schmidt. You spend time with games on your phone, or working out. But not going out. You're slowly becoming pale. The fair actually has a popular game stand selling their recent products. It's going to be crowded, but you know what I mean." Schmidt went frozen. First of all, he did not expect all of those observations to come out from someone like Braking. Someone whose brain as shrinked as Braking. Someone as--
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"Where's the game center?!" "Can you sto-" "You're taking too long, give me that." "Ow, Schmidt!" "You drag me here, Braking." "What?! For many times, I am not!" "And you can't read a map."
In a street full of crowded people, the two boys dashed out, since Schmidt planned to only visit the game center before leaving.
They stopped only few steps away from the supposed game center because of the long queue. "Shoot, this hour's the crowdest." Schmidt harshly put the map back on Braking's hand, Braking raised one of his eyebrows "..okay, so?" Schmidt paused, counting the numbers of people in front of them. "Great, the moment we're there, the newest one will be sold out." He concluded. "Oh." Braking paused before looking back and forth. "But..uh, we've come so far. I'm sure there are still things worth looking for-" "You think I waste my money for nothing, Braking?" Schmidt cut off, fixing his barret, attempting to leave. Braking took a long gaze before grabbing Schmidt's hand. "Don't leave yet. I have a plan."
It has been three minutes and Schmidt got more impatient as time went on. What was this thing Braking planned to do, anyway? "Look," Braking's voice snapped him out of his mind, as he noticed Braking's finger was pointed at the second person queueing from the front. "That bo6y's got distracted. Next minute is our chance." After a few brief seconds, Schmidt instantly caught the hint. Of course, it's not a surprise for Braking to do this. But for himself? Wow.
It's not like he was not an expert at it too.
"Is that what you want us to do? I don't trust you to be fast enough." Schmidt mocked. "Watch me, Braking."
As the first person left the cashier, Schmidt quickly walked smoothly, cutting off the queue, while Braking followed from behind. "Antonio SS part 2, please." He quickly ordered, while the cashier looked away in confusion for a minute. "Alright.." she replied. Schmidt gave an exchange glance to Braking. The moment the game box was on his hand, the person behind him shouted, "Hey! You're cutting of the line!" Schmidt shrugged him off and walked away. "Gee, you took too long to realize. This is the last piece, by the way." Braking mocked before running away, following Schmidt. The two laughed as they exit the game center.
"..that was smooth, Schmidt." Braking confessed. "Unexpected, huh?" "What? Not really. I know you're that kind of guy. Unlike Kai." Braking replied. Schmidt went silent for a minute. "And, you still believe we can all bond?" Schmidt scoffed. "I guess. I mean, who knows. I kind of think I am being naive too lately." Braking admitted. Schmidt glanced at him for a minute, before saying "..you know, Braking. I'm surprised someone like you believes in friendship. To the point of..asking Kai to come here." Braking chuckled. "Well, why wouldn't you too?" "Uh..you know." Schmidt took a long glance at the game box, and then at Tiggar. Braking paused, looking away, before muttering, "But if Kai really did come, I doubt he would let us get away from that behavior."
A sudden laugh came out from Schmidt, "Then it's a good thing he's not here." He said, unintentionally putting on a tiny smile. "I don't like him."
Braking smiled in return. "You do." "I don't know what makes you think of that.”
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OKAYY HOW WAS THAT GUYS?? For context, this was set after Braking's and Schmidt's first season as new members of 12 Masters. Other one-shot coming soon!
Aware of this show.. not amused...blue car is a straight copy of rox lmao they literally copy pasted Rox's design and made a few changes to the car body.
Everytime i see this show it. Infuriates me. Looking at this car makes makes me mad. I havent even seen the thing but it just automatically angers me and makes me want to throw eggs at the tv
These shows are not the same, i do think Watch Car is (sort of?) Its own thing if we look at what the show is about, but design wise he is just directly copied from Rox.
Like cmon ur not deadass here
Same shade of blue, same eye color, same darkened windows, same tires,same hole thing in back tires, even the same fucking black mudflaps... this is such a blatant copy lmao just sad
Been planning to reply to these, but end up forgetting about it. Anyway, i LOVE these HC, it's so sweet of him to do that (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
Though i can see it resulting in a bit of a mess lol.
Speaking of Blood headcannon, here's some of mine i would like to share:
• actually care alot about his friends, he just didn't know how to properly show it
• really deep sleeper and fall asleep very easily, he's just tired from the constant training
• connected to the previous HC, it's almost impossible to wake him up, anytime he fell asleep, you need to wait for him to wake up on his own if you need something from him
just submit prompts through my asks, and do NOT expect too much from me--your prompt will probably pop up on ao3 anywhere from eight months to a year to never, depends on how much time i have and how willing i am to take it on
