TeaTimeDuo

It had been a long week for Tea Girl, and Kettle Lad knew it. From stopping a bank heist to saving a family, she had been drained for quite some time now. It was the weekend and there were other heroes visiting Dortopolis, so it was perfectly fine to take a break. “ Okay doll, enjoy your time alone! I’m going to go to a fashion show out of town, maybe I’ll come back with a few new dresses. For me of course. “ Kettle Lad flipped his hair as he was putting on some high heels. Tea Girl was so drained from the week that she just nodded and went back to reading her comic book. Kettle Lad took no offense in this lack of ack

Tea Girl And Kettle Lad In: Figure Frenzy The birds sang as kids played and flowers bloomed on a peaceful spring day in Dortopolis. Everything was as it should be, except for one store on the corner of Russel Lane. Our story for today starts here. " You have to understand, mam, that figurine is worth more than just money to me! Please give it back! " a young boy cried, his head just barely able to peek over the counter that he was apparently managing. " Kyuhuhuhu " Laughed a woman, cloaked in head to toe in black, only her nose and mouth visible; " I am but a simple collector and this was in your store, so it MUST be for sale. Don't you kn

It was a warm Autumns day in Dortopolis, home to about 5000 or so people. The sun was setting as crickets began to sing songs of the night. But that’s not all that was buzzing, for deep on JeStreet the sound of an alarm was going off. Though Dortopolis was for the most part, a peace loving city, there’s always bad apples in every orchard. It was the Discrimination brothers, Treko and Warza! Dressed completely in signs, ranging from “ no dogs aloud “ to “ you must be this tall to ride “ these dastardly villains knew not the words of fairness or equal opportunity.  They even had a “ super heroes need no

It’s the day of the ceremony, all my limbs except my left arm are completely  useless, and my voice has yet to come back to me, but Alphys and everyone can clearly tell I’m interactive and fully functional besides these hindrances. Mettaton pushes me in a repaired wheelchair that fell from the surface world into the front row. Everyone is dressed in black, and somber for the loss of their loved ones, but despite all of this, they come to greet me and give their thanks for saving them all. For saving what I could… I hold Alphys’ hand as Mettaton has his extendable arm around us both as we get seated after the meet and

After what seems to be an eternity of nothingness, my senses start to revive. “ So, Alphys, now with the human gone my new body won’t be complete, correct? “ A flamboyant voice says in a annoyed tone. “ M…m…mettaton not right now, okay? You know how I dread this date. “ The robot sighs and goes back to humming a familiar song. The trembling voice draws closer, whimpering along the way. She draws closer to my ear and whispers: “ Please come back soon… I… I miss you…” Then scampers off crying. If I had the ability to turn my head, I would look into her saddened eyes. I

As if propelled by wings of valor, I fly out of the water and land upon the blood and dust tainted ground. I somehow knew where the genocider was, without questioning the logic behind this new found sense I dash towards their next destination. Alphys’ home. Hotland. In a matter of moments, thanks to my new found speed, I am there. The sights of my fallen friends upset me, and the sheer heat of the atmosphere makes this a race against time, but this does not discourage me, no, this motivates me to take care of this as soon as possible. I must return this gift of power and love to her. The good times we shared shall not end, not now, no