youbeautifulidiot | Inbox for Heckin' Game

If anything, you just secured mine.

[Because it's hard to sell them as twins if they aren't matching, and Veneer still hasn't figured out how to change back yet oops.]

Well, I did tell Greed it'd be better to have a matching set...

[She looks at Veneer quite intensely;]

Did you talk to him about it yet?

I mean... It's a work in progress... It definitely came up, buut...before I commit, I think....maybe we should talk-

You know what? Why don't you come in, actually.

Ooooookay.

[As she starts to walk in;]

Really not digging the vibes I'm picking up right now but, oooookay.

They're not going to get any better...

[And once she's inside, Veneer makes sure to close the door COMPLETELY, as if anyone would even want to snoop in on them. Like...why would anyone care? They're literally no one in this world-]

[She drops into a seat with a FLUMPF of fluff, pouting, with her arms crossed.

...Even though all this fur is... actually kind of comfy...]

Spit it out already!

[It's great, isn't it? Veneer wishes he was gushing about it instead of having to have this discussion.]

Alright, alright, listen. There is nothing I want more than to get on stage with you again and get really rich and famous while working for a hot demon boss, BUT...what's the plan here? Is there a plan here? What are you even thinking, you can't sing, sis!

[Velvet snorts.

She doesn't sneer or growl or yell. She snorts, and she laughs, and she tosses her hand and covers her chest with it and breathes a phew!]

Oh, my, god! I thought you were going to ask like, a question I can't handle or something.

You really had me there for a moment, heeeeuugh.

[She wipes sweat from her brow that isn't actually there...]

[excusez-moi??????]

Come on, Veneer, chill out!

You didn't really think I wouldn't have some kind of plan, did you?

[She flips her brilliantly green, brand-new curls as she lifts her chin.]

I've already got things taken care of.

Uh... You didn't get another troll, did you?

[Veneer hasn't even seen one since coming here, he just assumed they didn't have souls or something.]

...No.

[Frown.]

Look, I found a way to do this without hurting anything.

But I don't know if I can trust you with my top secret plans anymore after you blabbed to everyone last time!

[Fair enough, yet he can't help but have his doubts.]

Fine.

Prove it.

[. . .]

Prove that I fixed it or that I'm not hurting anything?

[One thing is a little harder to do than the other.]

That you can sing again!

[He really doesn't think Velvet is hurting anyone, but probably for the wrong reasons. Could he totally see her doing so? Absolutely. But he hasn't seen anyone NEARLY tiny enough for her to overpower and Rageons just aren't built to take on anyone who can actually fight back.]

[A roll of her eyes, and Velvet stands again, striding to him. She smiles, reassured. And why wouldn't she be?

With friends like hers, how can she fail?

She opens her mouth and fearlessly belts;]

Why

would I ever lie to you?

Little bro, when I say I have it handled

you should know I always do.

[And with a single claw she boops his big pink nose—]

[His mouth opens and closes a few times, just a few practice tries before he finally remembers how to successfully talk again. It's as if the ghost of their dead career just sauntered up to him.]

H-How are you doing that?

[Alright, so he KNOWS she already said she isn't going to tell him shit, but it just comes out before he can stop himself.]

Veneer, I said I handled it like three times now.

That's how I'm doing it.

[She rests her hand on his shoulder.]

I handled it.

[A timid glance at her hand, for some reason it's not as reassuring as it normally would be. And it's not because it's clawed and furry now, either. She handled it, sure, but it's going to kill him all over again just to figure out how. Maybe it just worked out? Like how it's been working out for him? Just because Velvet's in Hell doesn't mean she doesn't get perks too...right? They DID become the same cute fluffy animal, after all...]

Wow, yeah, I guess you did.

Uh, earth to Veneer? Hello?

[She picks up her hand to wave it in front of his face—]

Why are we not celebrating? This is good news.

[Is it really, though? Veneer frowns, even when he sees her adorable heart-shaped paw pads, he wants to celebrate so many things SO badly. But why does this feel so off...? Maybe it's her vibes that are weird?]

You promise you aren't hurting anyone this time?

[SIGH.

Arms still crossed, Velvet grumbles a—]

_{This is so middle school—}

[Before offering her pinky finger to Veneer, and looking him in the eye. Even though she is still very big pouting.]

I'm not hurting anyone this time, pinky promise.

Oh wow.

[Dang, a pinky promise? Well...shit! She must really mean it. Without wasting any time, he loops his little finger around hers and gives a chuckle when their claws accidentally brush against each other and give a little "clack."]

Hah! It's like they're little swords.

[Being an animal is fun.

Just like not worrying about his sister is fun.

Let's be real here, Velvet lies and not only does she lie, but she's proud of it, too. A pinky promise, as serious as it is, really has no worth coming from her. And...he hates to admit it, but deep down he doesn't feel like she'd exclude him from the people she's willing to twist the truth to. That said, he'd rather go on believing she means it than to stay up all night wondering if something's going on. Veneer is not his sister's keeper, Velvet would never give him that sort of authority anyway.]

[And Veneer's right to be suspicious. After all, it's not entirely wrong — she is willing to twist the truth to him. And more than that, she's willing to exclude him from the truth. To leave things out.

The volunteering of the truth in this case isn't in the interest of honesty. It's using the truth to cover up another truth— the deal she's made.

And usually, this is easy for Velvet. It doesn't usually make her feel guilty. But she's assumed a few things... incorrectly, about Veneer's concerns, and as she stares at their claws twisted together, Velvet can't help but hear Greed's words on her ears again.

She tightens her grip on his pinky, which results in a really uncanny twist of their arms that... is probably completely normal for rageons but we should all be glad there are no witnesses.]

...Listen up.

I'm going to be really mad if you don't want to do this bar thing for Greed with me.

[She rolls her eyes and sighs—]

But I'm not gonna make you do it this time.

[And then, as if it legitimately almost causes her pain to say it, she grimaces and grumbles—]

You only have to do it... if you want to.

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