#pug writes fanfiction
Me: Ok, I have a plan. I’m going to write a series, it’s going to be done in chronological order, I’m going to make sure I finish each project before working on anything else.
My brain: Ok but what if I threw out of order ideas for oneshots at you while you were brushing your teeth? Whatcha gonna do then, huh?
Me: … Thanks a lot.
Anyway, anyone interested in a post-Venom oneshot about the Mooners? Cos that’s a thing that’s happening now and is about halfway done in a day, apparently. Thanks a lot, brain.
Venom In Your Blood, Chapter 12 is now up and I was very excited for this one. :)
Xisuma was used to coming across his Hermits doing strange or unexplainable things. So flying over Spawn Town to find Grian staring blankly at a rock was hardly the oddest thing he’d come across, especially where this particular Hermit was concerned.
“Whatcha up to, Grian?” X said, landing smoothly beside the avian and accidentally startling him out of whatever brain fog he’d been sitting in.
“Trying to work out how to move the Entity to the shopping district,” Grian replied distantly, tilting his head and resuming his staring contest with the inanimate hunk of rock.
“Oh,” Xisuma hummed, looking between the rock and the other Hermit. “Have you tried asking Pearl for tips? She’s good at moving builds, isn’t she?”
“She’s currently crawling on the ceiling cooking a pot of soup.”
“Oh,” X said again. He seemed to be saying that a lot. “Best leave her to it, then.”
Grian hummed in agreement, still staring puzzlingly at his boulder.
Just then, a low rumbling split the quiet morning air, a series of tremors shaking the ground. Xisuma shouted wordlessly in fright, Grian’s feathers puffing up around him as the earth moved. A deafening crack rang out as stone split, and suddenly the Entity was sprouting legs, six long spindly appendages emerging from within and planting themselves in the ground at its base.
With an almighty creak and rumble, the Entity lifted itself from the earth and began to move, scuttling away like some sort of cursed insect, its steps thudding tremendously against the Spawn Town landscape.
Xisuma and Grian stared after it in silence, unmoving, as the previously immobile rock scurried away into the distance.
“Well,” Grian said finally. “That solves that problem.”
“Grian, WHAT THE F-”
Grian snapped out his wing, whacking Xisuma in the face before he could finish that sentence, before taking off to follow wherever his now mobile sentient rock had decided to wander off to.
Xisuma watched him go, making a sound not unlike a deflating balloon.
“That’s it, I’m done for the day,” he announced to no one in particular, turning on his heel and striding back towards his house. “I’m done, I’m going home, I need a cup of tea.”
Or maybe something stronger, he thought to himself as he slammed the door behind him. Perhaps he could steal some of Evil X’s hellbroth he liked to call coffee and call it a week. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.
Better than dealing with whatever the heck that was, anyway.
Venom in Your Blood, chapter 11 is now up. :D
