OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY OGD OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY OGD OH MY GOD

the frog show but something’s a little…OFF… (badum tss)

Marcy chuckles. Despite her actions, Sasha’s eyes find her own, face tilting, magnets polarized towards each other. If she were feeling generous, Marcy would liken them to planets. Satellites. Always drawn back together.

“Yeah.” Smug satisfaction laces her words. Her hands find the curve of Sasha’s jaw, skin supple and soft, turning it so she can meet dazzling eyes that would blind her in any other circumstance. “So if none of those are right,” Her fingers trace a familiar path of flesh, and Sasha’s right hand comes to hold it still. “Why'd you come?”

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Sasha drops by to visit her favorite nerd

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Amazingly, I can write fluff

The sound of water dripping tickled her ears, and she shook her head. There was no water here. She hadn’t passed a stream or puddle or body of water in stars knew how long. Miles upon miles. Hours upon days upon minutes. With the amount of time she’d spent in the dark, walking, she was certain she’d have to have crossed that threshold of travel by now.

She gripped rock hard under her palm. The path split: a right branch and a left branch. She inhaled deeply. There wasn’t anything to it; her path wasn't a choice so much as it was the fate of choosing to lead along the wall with her left hand. If her trek forward was pointless, at least she’d find her way back to this spot.

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Underneath the city of Newtopia, Sasha has a terrible time.

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I'll put it here too: more on the underpath au @banyanas and I have been talking about <3

*begin stream*

"Okay, we're live. Hello everyone, My name is Sadie Anderson, and I'm here with teens Sasha Waybright and Marcy Wu. For those who are unaware, both teens are involved with the robot invasion of Los Angeles; which is exactly what we're here to talk about. Miss Waybright, Miss Wu, how are you two doing?"

"Cut the crap. We agreed to this so it'd be quick and easy."

"Sash, it's okay. We're... alright, despite the circumstances, haha."

"Alright, I'll start this nice and easy for our viewers. Miss Wu, you've made quite a ruckus with the footage of a masked figure commanding the invasion. Considering your history and how you disappeared alongside Miss Waybright and Miss Anne Boonchuy eight months ago, it is no wonder that speculation started around this figure being you."

"Yeah... yeah, yeah, that makes sense, huh?"

"So now what everyone wants to know is... if this was you, why aid the invaders? What could drive a teenager to joining forces with a world-conquering King?"

"Oh come on, that's ridiculous-"

"-Sash, this is my interview, please. I... Mrs Anderson-"

"-please, call me Sadie."

"-Sadie, there is... a lot that the world still doesn't know about the invasion. There's a lot that people don't know about us, in general. The Amphibians... they're like us, you know? They have families, lives, politics. Landing in another world through a magic music box is one thing, but we genuinely lived there. It sounds crazy, but... I think the invasion is proof of that, yeah?"

"Marcy-"

"-Sasha, please."

"...okay, okay. Continue."

"As I was saying, the technological advancements alone are... astounding. I mean, they had working robots mass manufactured!"

"Miss Wu, what is your point?"

"My point is... well, I have to tell you these things, or my story won't make any sense. The world wants the truth? Fine, here's the truth."

*fabric rustles*

"That is one impressive scar, Miss Wu."

"Sadie, this isn't even half of it. This scar is how I know that what I've lived through was real, it's visible, living proof. Here is my answer: yes, the person seen commanding the forces was me. Technically. But also no, it wasn't me."

"Miss Wu, would you mind elaborating?"

"Like I said, the technology in this other world is... incredibly advanced. So advanced that it saved my life when I was impaled through the back with a flaming sword - Sasha, I am fine. I can talk about this now! - by the same King that Anne Boonchuy defeated on live TV. Have you ever been stabbed before, Sadie? My memories of the event are... vague, blurry, but I don't think I'll ever forget the pain of it. I couldn't breathe without feeling the fire in my lungs, couldn't move without feeling the nerves shrivel up- it's a miracle it missed my heart. But the King... he didn't actually want me to die, so I didn't. Clearly."

"Miss Wu..."

"Sadie, you can't interrupt me or I won't finish. It's... it's a lot, I know it's a lot, how do you think I've felt these past few weeks being hounded by news stations and called a monster by people who don't even know me, all because they saw my body up there on that palace ledge? They don't know... they don't know."

"Hey, hey, Mars, breathe."

"I'm... I'm okay, sorry, sorry. Anyways. The King saved my life, but... with a price. That helmet people keep making fun of online? It's... more than a scary mask, or something to obscure my identity. It was... like a computer, actually. It... I mean, he, the King, he saved me so he could attach me to that... that thing, so that it could take control of my body and lock me inside of my own mind. It was... I don't remember much of this process, either, because every time I think about it, I just remember screaming.

"So yeah, it was my body, but I... I had no say in anything, that wasn't me. I never asked for this, you know? I never... I don't want to hurt people, I've never wanted to hurt people. I don't... I..."

"Okay, that's enough."

"Miss Waybright-"

"-no, that's enough. Stop recording, you've heard all you need to hear, okay? We're fucking teenagers, we didn't ask for a fucking war, you think any of us wanted this? We didn't. Now leave us the hell alone!"

*end stream*

This reality. Her reality is something else. Something different. It changes every time she closes her eyes, passes another body-that-isn’t-a-body, hears things other than the drum of her boots across the ground, heel to floor, a steady rhythm she cant - won't - break, because if she does, she’ll break with it.

Her left hand draws against the wall of the cave. She thinks herself better for it.

“You’re going the wrong way.”

She doesn’t think herself better for the passenger she’s acquired.

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Underpath AU part 3

To anyone new looking in on this: heed the fic tags or else

happy wip wed from my sashannarcy day five (back to amphibia/reunion) fic featuring; my own unique twist on the prompt