smashrising | I Choo Choo Choose You! A Beary Cupidbot Valentines Day!

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I Choo Choo Choose You! A Beary Cupidbot Valentines Day!

Who: EVERYONE
What: Sorry Smash, you're not the only things that survived the moonpocalypse...
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: VALENTINES DAY
Warnings: L for LOVE/LUST/LONGING/LSTEAK?

Last year, everyone figured out that Eggman was behind the yearly influx of Cupidbots that wreaked hormone soaked havoc on the academy. Having been discovered, he was in no position to do it again. Besides, the mansion didn't have the resources to rebuild them even if he wanted to.

Unfortunately for everyone, including him, something of his old workshop survived and was brought to the island. Something... sinister. These weren't cupidbots, were they? No, there were... bears. Bears with shapes on their stomachs. Some looked downright cute. Others looked... more damaged. And they were going to follow their programming. They descended upon the mansion, trudging along, seeking out anyone who might get in their way. And with a beam of light from their stomachs, their targets would be lovestruck to the first person they saw.

It was time. Time to unite and put an end to the Cupidbot menace once and for all.

((OOC: No sign-ups this year, sorry. Life has been very busy for me the last couple of months. Feel free to have open posts for people to fall in love with, or make plans on Plurk! Just let the trainwreck begin!))

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He recognizes that voice. It's a good voice. He's relieved to hear it. It beats another screechy robotic freakshow hands-down. He's going to have to start carrying a pistol again...

"Some kind of weird robot bear came out of nowhere and blinded me with a flash of light. I didn't stick around to see what else it had planned."

Thump. Thump.

"Yeah, we're talking about you, chuckles!" He calls back over his shoulder, thumping a fist against the door. Apparently its motor skills were on par with your average headcrab zombie; they couldn't get through doors either. Finally shaking out the spots on his eyes, he notices Shantae in the corner of the room, shuffling nervously, long hair swaying back and forth.

"...I can go back out there and scrap it, if it's bothering you."

Why was THAT suddenly his number one concern? He isn't sure, but it is. Why shouldn't it be? Look at her.

Just... look at her.

"Nah, it's okay," she said, shaking her head. It was funny, just looking at him made her feel... A little more at ease. Wonder why that was? Huh. It felt nice. "I can deal with it long as you're here."

She took the tip of her ponytail between her fingers, twirling the strands of shimmering purple hair between them. "Guess we're stuck here together, huh? Just us."

They weren't stuck, really. He could take one end of bear-o-tron out there and she can take the other. Then ask they would have to do is make a wish and pull really hard.

On the other hand... God, she was pretty.

"Yeah. Just us." He replies, leaving the door behind him.

They could totally fight their way out. It could work. But she didn't exactly feel much like leaving...

"Yeah... What should we do about it?" she asked.

But before she could answer, they could both hear a strange sound...

He was just about close enough to touch her when he heard that music, something which he had every intention to do, to be honest. But the sound causes him to freeze in place; not just because it was the kind of music that could single-handedly ruin a romantic night in, but because that sounded far too close to be anywhere but in the room with them.

"Well THAT's not creepy at all." He adds, glancing over his shoulder and rounding to protect her from whatever the hell that was. He takes up the crowbar at his belt again.

"I think that bear-thing was calling for reinforcements..."

Shantae let out a little disappointed noise when he turned away, but disappointment quickly gave way to nervousness. "Where's that music coming from?" she asked, looking around and quickly getting on the defensive. Strange, unexpected attraction could wait. Something was definitely up.

But as her eyes scanned the room, she jumped a bit when she saw something out of the ordinary. She poked Gordon's arm and pointed towards a window. "What the heck is THAT?" she asked.

He looks. He squints. Yeah, what IS that? He's about to make a guess when there's a violent crash of glass in his peripheral vision.

"SHIT--"

He reacts as a small, fuzzy hell-bot barrels in from the side, and he bashes it away before he can even think, actually.

"Light the place up!" He calls back to Shantae.

It lets out an unearthly shriek as it charges them. The door behind them gives way and the other bear breaks its way in. Shantae thinks fast, activating the fireball spell and hurling it at the oncoming bear from the doorway. It knocks it back, and starts to burn the fake fur off of it, revealing the gnarled circuitry underneath.

"I don't think fire is going to be much help here!" she told him.

It actually has helped, and in an unexpected way. It's burned off the niceties so that these things look as monstrous as they actually are.

The larger bear grapples him with another bright flash, but Gordon grunts and shakes it off and takes a swing, bits of metal and circuitry flying off.

"Maybe try lightning!" He hazards back to her, tossing the crowbar in his palm. He remembers her using a cloud of some kind...?

"Right! Stay back!" she called out, readying her Storm Puff spell. She threw out her hand, summoning a small scowling cloud that floated towards the robot charging them, firing lightning bolts at it. That did a lot more damage, causing it to sink to its knees. It was still coming, but significantly slower, and a lot more damaged than before.

He does, lurching backwards and lowering the steel bar clutched in his hand. He didn't like the look on that cloud's face, after all.

"I think it's--" Whatever he intended to say is cut off as he notices the forgotten and stripped-down minibear crouching in the shadow. It leaps and he reacts, bringing up the hook of the prybar into the thing's chest cavity and catching it in midair.

For a horrible second, it claws at him as it slides down the weapon. Gordon snarls and slings it downward, crashing it on top of the larger one. The heap twitches, then goes still.

Gordon pants for a moment. Two. Then:

"Okay, any MORE of these things out there waiting to give us a hug?!" He yells to the room at large, brandishing the crowbar as he does so. "'Cuz there's still a lot of love to go around! Eeugh, jeezuschrist, those things were creepy..."

That last part is barely audible, but still there.

As if to answer Gordon's question, that eerie music started up again. As the pair looked around the room to figure out where the sound was coming from, a pair of eyes blinked to life by a far wall.

And then another.

And another.

And another.

They were surrounded.

"You just had to ask, didn't you?" Shantae asked, sighing.

Oh man, this mansion officially sucks again! It WAS cool, but now it sucks! If only they could get out of that room and he can get to his weapons... He instinctively pulls Shantae closer to protect her, mind racing, trying to figure out a way out.

He almost doesn't notice that they halt in their tracks when he does so.

"...Wait. These ones aren't coming towards us."

He loosens his embrace. They start shambling again. He grabs her again and they stop. Some of them go as far as to tilt their heads expectantly. Gordon looks down at Shantae with a puzzled expression as several pinions in his mind start to click into place.

"What... day... is it?" He hazards. Yes, he's aware of how random and non-sequitur the question is, but trust him, he's going somewhere with this.

Shantae was ready to fight, so she honestly didn't expect for Gordon to pull her closer like that. She blushed a bit as she felt his closeness.

But then... the robots stopped? What the heck was going on here?

And then he asked his question. "It's--" Her eyes widened, and she simultaneously felt like facepalming and jumping with surprise. "...It's Valentines Day."

"That explains it. These aren't rampaging AI, they're a new kind of cupidbot! And these things aren't satisfied with a hit and run, they're sticking around to make sure we get busy."

Gordon using a phrase like "get busy" is surreal, even without the robot voyeurs looking on, but he's too pleased with himself at figuring this mess out to notice. He coughs and glances down at her. He knows the subliminal flash he'd received is partially to blame for the feeling of warmth he feels when he looks at her, but...

...Oh to hell with it.

"Shantae... I'm going to kiss you now. You can slap me afterwards if you want, but at least wait until we're out of sight of these things."

The last two times they'd kissed, he'd been too jubilant or distracted to really put any mote of how he felt, but this time is different. Partially due to the fact that they're already in each other's arms, which is a place he's discovering he's rather comfortable in.

There's also the fact that she's rather short, and he has to bend and lift her to her toes to kiss her.

"That's--" She had no idea how to react to Gordon saying something like that. She gulped hard. "So these things won't leave us alone unless we..." Wow, there was a thought that made her cheeks turn pink. Not to mention the tips of her pointy ears.

She bit her lip softly. "Ah... It's okay... I just wish it didn't have to be because of THIS," she remarked. Although whether that was the influence of the bear beams on her or a more freudian response was the real question, and one she wasn't prepared to answer. "Do it..."

This was different from the last times it happened. There was a warmth to it that was actually quite pleasant. She let her eyes drift closed, momentarily forgetting that they were trying to appease a murderous killbot horde by this, and sliding her arms around his neck. She was actually finding herself enjoying it, and she wasn't sure how to react to that.

He murmurs something unintelligible but very pleased-sounding against her, roughly the same sound that a man dying of thirst would make upon finally touching water to his lips. His eyes slip shut himself.

The robots glance at each other and start to shamble around again, their job obviously done here.

Gordon kneads the skin at the small of her back, and lifts her off her toes to shuffle out of the common room. He doesn't care where they go, as long as they're out of there. He never breaks the kiss, but if Shantae looks at the right time, she'll notice one of his eyes open and checking the ronots' position. Finally they reach the door and he immediately takes cover against the nearby wall with her, ending the kiss and breathing hard from the tension.

Well. It's partially the tension, and mostly her.

She opened her eyes only briefly when she felt herself lifted off the ground, and realized that it was definitely working. The bears were backing off. She had to catch her breath after letting go, her heart pounding a mile a minute. "I can't believe that worked," she said breathlessly.

Looking up at him and feeling her heart race for a different reason, she decided to try and lighten the mood a bit. "...Your mustache tickles," she said teasingly.

He laughs lightly at that, and disentangles one of his arms from around her waist to absently stroke down his beard.

"That doesn't sound like you're complaining..." He adds, equally playful. Huh. She WASN'T complaining, was she? And he's noticed that she hasn't slapped him yet, either. He brushes her hair out of her eyes.

"And I know those bears are out of sight, but... I think I just might want to stay here a little longer."

"Well, it sure wasn't terrible," she admitted. Her mind was a bit of a fog, between the kiss and the impact the bear lasers had on her. She knew that was part of it. But she wondered in the back of her mind whether she'd be acting the same way even if her hormones weren't getting a bit of a kick in the pants right now...

Perhaps that's why she answered, "I think so too. Besides, if they show up again, we should probably stay very close... You know, just to be safe," she suggested, unable to help a playful look on her face.

"Yeah... you can't be too careful."

He bodily lifts her again into a kiss (he just likes doing that.)

Now, some readers might wonder just what happens to them late that night. How far the night takes them. What chances they take under the guise of the intoxicating subliminal spell they're under.

They might be disappointed. An hour later they're in a sitting room, lying together in an intimate pile on a couch, Gordon stroking her back idly as they read from the book collection on his tablet.

...actually, there's something about the scene that might cause MORE people to cough and backpedal if they walked in on it.

At least the Bears seemed placated enough to leave them alone. It was a cute, cuddly evening without incident from that point on, and eventually they fell asleep together on the couch peacefully.

Shantae had to admit it was pretty nice.

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I Choo Choo Choose You! A Beary Cupidbot Valentines Day!

Really? Wow. XD

I looked at the die results and just went "...Well."

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