WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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Based on the WOY-tober challenge by @dontgetusedtoit on tumblr.
Jeff and Wander attend a fall festival, and tooth-rotting fluff ensues.
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- Part 1 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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Based on the WOY-tober challenge by @dontgetusedtoit on tumblr.
Peepers face prickles and heats at the sight of his men on top of them, foolishly smiling as they are walked in circles by attendants. He face palms and looks away, desperately trying to wipe what he just saw out of his mind. But it is engraved on the back of his eye lid. His chest sinks as his veins are filled with lava.
He can’t watch.
The commander, the only one who seems to have dignity, tries to talk Hater out of it. But like usual his efforts fall futile, and he grumbles besides Hater in the line full of children.
Once they reach the front of the line the elderly man says to Hater, “I’m sorry but you can’t get on.”
Luck just isn't on Peepers side today. “What?! Why not?” How dare this fool tell him what he, Lord Hater, could and could not do. Hater is getting on that pony.
“The pony would collapse, none of them would be able to carry you.”
“WHAT?! ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?!”
For the umpteenth time Peepers face palms again, reassessing his life choices.
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- Part 2 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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Based on the WOY-tober challenge day two by @dontgetusedtoit on tumblr.
Hater, noticing Peepers stress as of lately, brainstorms ways to make him back to normal again.
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- Part 3 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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Hater’s eyes are bulging, boiling fury surging up his chest leaving scorching burns in its trace.
“Peepers we’re loosing him!!” Hater screeches, wrenched vowels raking down Peepers spine. He jolts, blurting out the first direction that pops in his mind, “Left!”
Hater huffs, heading left. Peepers rolls his eye, sighing as he repeats left in his mind several times so someone remembers where they came from.
Far ahead Hater cries out, “Peepers you were wrong! It’s a dead end!” He sharply turns around, pitch whining, “Now we have to go all the way back!”
Peepers deadpans, retracing the five steps they just walked. As he backs up he makes his steps wide and dramatic, annunciating how ridiculous Hater’s complaint was. “Well I’m sorry I don't know this maze, sir.” Salt seasons his bitter words, eluding sarcasm.
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- Part 4 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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Hater decorates the skull ship because of a certain impending force, and a spray painted mistletoe ends up in the mix.
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- Part 5 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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(WOY-tober day 12: vampire)
Wander slinks into the seat Hater was just in, wide blinding grin covering half his face. “Mr. Peepers,” Wander squeals, “I just wanna say how great it is that you both came here.” His eyes are sparkling, and Peepers glances at Sylvia whose still smirking. “Eek it’s just so cute how y’all decided to match too!” He grips his hands together, squeezing hard. “And in such a spicy way,” He playfully nudges Peepers, causing him to fall forward a bit. His eyebrows waggle as his tone drops low. “I didn't think you were the type. But! It’s adorable either way!” Peepers scoots so his back is resting against the chairs back. His legs no longer touch the floor, but he’s too preoccupied in the conversation that’s occurring to notice.
He splutters, starting at the zbornak who is still smirking! “Just what are you two on about?!”
Wander blinks, backing away and straightening back up. “Well, Hater and you comin’ in a couples costume of course.”
Peepers pupil shrinks, and for once he is left mute. There’s no way he heard that right. He glances to Sylvia, whose lips are stained in a smirk. “W-what?!”
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- Part 6 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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WOY-tober day 26.
Peepers sob kicks Lord Hater into action, fury and protectiveness warping in his cloud of chartreuse and frying his previous anxieties. “What did you do to him?!” Lord Hater turns to face the elderly witch, shamrock devouring his yellow gloves. The air around him lifts and statics, rustling past his ears and lifting his coat.
“Oh shoot, I missed.” The top of the witch’s wrinkled chapped lips curl as his pupils glance down at himself, darkening in irksomeness. His gaze doubles in irritation as it meets his original target, completely unfazed by Hater’s drab emerald eyes.
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- Part 7 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016
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WOY-tober day 29.
Hater throws a murder mystery party, but not everything goes as planned.
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- Part 8 of WOY-tober Challenge 2016