the eclipse truce 🩷⭐️🍃🌊🎵 - clownhunting

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clownhunting is a roleplay/story series that i work on with my three irl best friends 🤩🤩🤩🤩
basically, there are these evil clowns (my older brother is one of them 🤡🤡🤡🤡) and there are the clownhunters, who are super nice and awesome 😊😊😊😊 and they fight the clowns 😡😡😡😡 because they're evil 👹👹👹👹 and they have a school 📖📖📖📖 run by this old man named the good wizard 🧙‍♂️🧙‍♂️🧙‍♂️🧙‍♂️
PLATONIC PLATONIC PLATONIC ENTIRELY PLATONIC NO ROMANTIC AT ALL 100% ONLY FRIENDS /gen (rose is one of the three irl best friends' self-insert character and evie is my self-insert character so NO SHIPPING THEM EVER. /srs)

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Every solar eclipse, the Clowns and Clownhunters stop their fighting for a day of peace. While they celebrate separately, the two ever-fighting groups spend the day of an eclipse to live in peace and have festivals of the sun and moon.

Together, on a day of remembering and celebrating, the troops stay beside each other to eat food, play games and watch the stars.

But not troop #610.

Sailor and Charlie were together, sure, stargazing and laughing. Their bond was close, and while they were complete opposites, both physically and mentally, they were sisters and best friends.

Rose, however, had left them looking for Evie. Despite the good, fun nature of each eclipse festival, the nights were always tough on the eevee girl. They brought back bad memories of her home as a Clown.

Every eclipse night, Evie wasn't quite like her normal sweet self. She often had a dejected look in her eyes, and she never seemed very excited about anything. Rose had already checked their dormitory, the school mall, and circled around the whole school. The only place she had left to look was the beach.

Rose walked down the path to the beach. She finally emerged out of the forest only to see Evie sitting on the white sand, hair fluttering lightly in the wind, and blankly staring out at the waves.

This was it. The place where Evie had washed up that day. It was over six years ago now. The day when Rose's life was flipped upside-down. But...in a good way.

Rose always had friends. She was mischievous, sure, but generally just a kind, smart, funny girl. She knew that she'd get put in a troop with her friends, but never figured exactly who. She wasn't close enough to anyone to really be noticed, at least not at that level. It's a lifelong bond in your troop!

She was a fast learner, so she'd never struggled much in her pre-troop classes and would often sit at the back of the class writing stories in her notebook after finishing all her tasks. But one day, when Rose had used up all the space in her notebook during a Jr. Force Field class, she snuck off to go on a walk on the beach.

She had arrived, at this very spot, and on the white sand there was a girl. She had brown hair, ears that pointed up like that of a fox crossed with a rabbit, a fluffy-looking tail, and bright blue-green eyes that reminded her of aquamarines. An Eevee.

But..Rose had never seen an Eevee before, other than in her books. Or at least not one with those eyes. That, she would've remembered. And she'd studied the whole list of students soon to become first years. It was obvious that she was that age. This Eevee wasn't even as tall as her!

She was soaking wet, scared (Rose could tell just by looking into her eyes,) and looked like she'd maybe been beaten up by some coral whilst in the ocean. And weirdest of all, she wore a uniform that she couldn't quite put her finger on the purpose of, but certainly recognized from somewhere. Rose stepped out of the bushes to get a closer look...

That day had changed Rose's life. Evie was like nobody Rose had ever met. Evie was kind and polite and quiet on the surface, but she was so complicated underneath! She was a mischievous little prankster who was brave and affectionate and funny and resourceful and clever, under those layers of shyness that the Clowns made her put up.

But..seeing Evie like this, when the moon was new and everyone was celebrating, so alone and...sad. Almost as sad as when she'd first met her. Well, it hurt Rose, so, so bad.

She silently sat down next to Evie, who looked over at her with those same blue eyes.

"Rose?" Evie asked in barely a whisper. "Why aren't you with the rest of the troop?"

"Why aren't you?" Rose countered. "You belong here just as much as I do, Evie."

"No I don't," Evie muttered. "You came from a planet sent into ruin by Clowns. You were raised by the Good Wizard himself. He could tell you were someone special. Someone who belonged as a Clownhunter."

"Evie." Rose sighed. "You're someone special too. You're my best friend, my troopmate, and you saw the wrath of the Clowns as clear as day. None of us know them like you do. You left, even though they would've kept you if they could've. You put so much work into escaping because you know they're evil. If you hadn't left that day they would've just whipped some sense into you and made sure you didn't try again.

Evie's eyes widened as Rose continued what she was saying. "You did what so many others weren't strong enough to do; escape to somewhere that you could be you. And you deserve everything for that." Rose smiled at her.

Evie had teary eyes, and she wrapped her arms around Rose in a tight hug. Rose hugged her back.

"Come on," Rose said, standing up and pulling Evie up with her. "Sailor and Charlie are waiting for us."

They began walking back across the path to the school. "Thank you, Rose," Evie said, smiling at her best friend. "Thank you for everything."

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the end uwu /hj

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