This work is not in any way, shape, or form, associated with Supercell. None of the characters used belong to me, nor does Project Laser. This isn't actually from Hallmark either, but you guys probably guessed that.
"Yeah, I think you're right, Ruffs. I'll go with the Ghost Maureen cosplay." Colette scratched her basset hound, Colonel Ruffs, behind the ears as she walked past to her cosplay closet. The little dog flopped over on the couch as she pulled a ratty white costume out of her cosplay closet and grabbed a couple containers of white and mint green makeup from the top shelf. Ruffs got a pat on the head as she walked by again, this time on her way to the bathroom.
She shed her current outfit, a comfy Project Laser sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants, and threw on the base of her cosplay. Mint green t-shirt and leggings donned, she moved to put on her makeup, but her phone buzzed. She set down her makeup sponge to check it and let out a squeal that could shatter glass. Colonel Ruffs scampered into the bathroom, then firmly planted himself down and started howling. Colette scooped him off the floor and twirled him around. After a second, she set him back on the ground.
"A bunch of Project Laser voice actors are going to be doing a panel! You know what that means, Ruffs!" Ruffs shook his head and pawed at his ear. "Edgar AngeLou's going to be there!" Colonel Ruffs got up and walked in a small circle, then laid back down on the ground. "Well you're no fun." The dog huffed at her, but she ignored it in favor of returning to her forgotten makeup. After she had finished that, she threw on the final layer of her outfit: a ratty white shirt and a matching pair of pants. She pet Colonel Ruffs one more time, grabbed her backpack and keys, and walked out the door of her apartment. She came back in five seconds later, sprinting to her room.
"I just wanted to grab my theory notebook bye Ruffs I love you be good!" she shouted before dashing back out the door. Ruffs stared at the door for a few seconds before trudging into Colette's room for a nap.
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Colette pushed through the doors of the Expo center and almost immediately ran smack into a woman dressed as Meteor, the explosive-throwing crazy woman from Project Laser .
"Ah, sorry miss!"
"It's no problem, sugar." Colette gasped and tried to hold back a squeal.
"You're-"
"Piper Lupont, yes. do try to be quiet about it, sug." Colette bit her lip and started bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"Oh my God, I can't believe I'm meeting the voice of Artemis!" she had a sudden realization. "And the next Broadway Christine! Congrats on that, by the way!"
Piper looked shocked that Colette knew about her part in The Phantom of The Opera , but she recovered from the surprise with a smile. "Thank you." She took a second to study the girl in front of her, and truly noticed what she was wearing for the first time. "You're cosplaying Maureen from Unfinished Business , correct? Your costume is very good. Even though she isn't dead." Colette had to stop herself from throwing herself at Piper after that statement.
"Thank you so much! Your cosplay is really great too! And she totally will be soon. Everyone can tell." Piper smiled a bit wider and leaned down just a bit so she could whisper in Colette's ear.
"Between the two of us, Jacky's cosplaying as Artemis until the panel. If you find her, tell her I said you're sweet." Colette started fidgeting with her sleeve as she imagined meeting Jacky Blackstone, the voice of Meteor. Piper pulled away and put a finger to her lips before swaggering out the door of the Expo, leaving an awe-struck Colette in her wake. After just a second, she started bouncing again, then jumping up and down and squealing.
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Hallmark Presents: The Elevator Conundrum (a Brawl Stars Story)
FanfictionColette didn't ask to be stuck in an elevator with the badboy hearthrob of Project Laser, but hey, she wasn't complaining. Or: Colette goes to a con and gets stuck in an elevator with Edgar and his foster brother Tick. What could possibly go wrong?