MCYT One-shots (Mostly Smajor / Scott)

Mental Infestation - Shelby (ESMP S2)

Requested by Beautifly_05, I hope you enjoy it! This is my first time writing with Shelby btw, I'm just hoping this is accurate.

Category: Angst

Main Character(s): Shelby

TW: Blood, Mild Mutilation

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Shelby had done quite a poor job of hiding the damage. Despite her trying to cloak the sculk behind her dress during the party, some parts were seen by the other emperors, namely Sausage, Scott, and Katherine.

She remembered exactly what they had said to her. Sausage had furrowed his brow and asked her if it was what he thought it was. Thankfully, he believed her when she said that it wasn't, and that the faint teal markings were just aftereffects of an awry spell.

Scott had given her a small, mischievous grin and whispered that her cloaking spells needed more work, then he had given her a few tips for next time. She had almost forgotten about the fact that he was a starborne, as it had been many years since they were in the Origins SMP.

The worst one was Katherine though. Shelby had only just asked her about Kath's own curse when the princess had spotted the marks on her arms.

"Did you like, kill someone? You had to have done something, right?!" Shebly fretted, the sculk-covered tail that she had sprouted visibly lashing despite the fact that she had cloaked it.

"No..." Katherine stated simply, her eyes slowly wandering over to the faint cyan blur that was the witch's tail.

She sighed, turning away. "Man... Well- My sculk is spreading and I don't know how-"

A hand softly touched her shoulder. "Wait, you've got sculk? What?"

"Uh yeah, it's uh- I used magic to hide it but it's still spreading and it's all over my body and it's all over my swamp and I thought you could fix it and you were supposed to figure out your curse but-" Shubble's rambling was interrupted by the princess.

"Well, is there anything I could do?" She asked "I could try!"

"No! I- I don't need your help!" Shelby hissed. She could feel the sculk inside of her, making her feel and act like this. She knew it was wrong to lash out at Katherine like she had, but at this point she didn't care anymore.

She had fled the Glimmer Grove and returned to the Evermoore after that, and now here she was, crying in her bedroom. If I'm supposed to be the bad guy, why do I feel so bad about it?!

Y̷͍̥͒͒ŏ̵̘͔͠u̵̫͗̓ ̴͉̽͠s̸̗̯͝ḩ̴̣̄̾o̶̺͆u̶̺͊̇l̷̺̳̐̒d̴̨̡̃n̸̠͌͠'̸͍̓͝t̷̼̥͒̕.̷͓̳̏̓

How can I not?! She asked herself, her long tail curling up tightly beside her. I still care, and I don't even know why! How am I supposed to not care?

I̵͇̼͊͂t̴͖̃'̵̢̝͆s̶͍͊ ̶͍͂s̷̠̽ó̴̬̩ ̵̼̦̏s̵͎̓ͅi̷̦̿m̸͍͆p̴͍̉̏l̵̹̊è̷̖̔!̷̓̽͜ ̸̹̞̀̀J̷͔̰̊͂ȯ̴̺i̵̢̨̋n̷̜̏́ ̵̟̝͆t̶̟̥͒̓h̶͍̯͂e̵͚͛͠ ̴͎̉s̶̘͛ċ̵̺̯̾u̶͇͐l̷̩̫͗̉k̸̫̍!̶͔̹͌̋ ̸̲̯̂͝E̴̪̥͋̇m̵̛̜̖b̶̖͓̏͗r̵̗̾̐a̴̡̻͛͒c̸̮͌̂͜e̵͈̳͝ ̷̡͗͋ō̷̬͌u̴̘̹͠r̶̤͉͌̈́ ̶̻̹̕c̸͍̅ó̵̬̦ŗ̴̆͝r̸̡̒̆u̵͓͐͆p̵̨̰͆͒t̴̙̋ï̴̱̈́o̶̧̚n̷͕̋ͅ!̵̢̃͠

The witch stared at the wall of her room for a long moment. I... I don't know if that's a good idea... She rubbed the back of her neck nervously. Wouldn't that make things worse? Yeah, I don't think so, mystery voice...