Hey, who could it be? (No, it's gotta be...!)

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TWs: Threats/intimidation, hostages/tied up, mentions of violence/attacking, isolation. Stay safe :)

"The gang's all here." X spoke, his eyes glancing over each of the captive dwarf planets, "Now, my plans will surely be successful with you all out of the way."

"We did nothing to you, uh- Mr. X. We were minding our own business, playing our game-" Makemake got interrupted.

X rolled his eyes, "Makemake, always the curious one. You always stick your nose where it doesn't belong. Don't you know that curiosity killed the cat?"

"But satisfaction brought it back!" Makemake grinned, "One of my favorite proverbs!"

"What's a cat?" Gonggong uttered to Quaoar.

X squinted his eyes, casting his gaze towards Haumea, "Another ringed dwarf... yet you have a peculiar shape, causing destruction everywhere you go."

"Hey! Haumea isn't peculiar, you oversized blueberry!" Charon yelled.

Everyone froze, staring at the moon with wide eyes. Eris and Triton were the only ones holding back laughs.

"Excuse me...?" X scowled, "And just who do you think you are to talk back to me?"

"Charon..." Pluto muttered, biting his lip in worry.

"My name is Charon, moon of Pluto." She responded, "And I don't appreciate you insulting my friends."

"That makes one of us." X uttered before glancing at Pluto, "Declassified planet, Pluto... keep your moon in check or there will be consequences."

Pluto glared at him, a wave of protection coursing through his subsurface.

"So, you know who we are- big deal." Eris rolled her eyes, "Just what do you plan on doing with us?"

"Nothing," X spoke, turning away. Various noises of confusion were made as the captured dwarf planets glanced at each other.

"But X, weren't you saying how you were tired of them getting in your way?" Gonggong asked.

"Y-Yeah! Can't we at least poke at them for information at least!?" Quaoar yelled.

"Quiet- I already have the information I need," X growled, drawing a few lines across the whiteboard, "I just need the right bait..."

'Neptune' was spelled out in bold letters on the board.

"And the right method..." X uttered, drawing a few lines underneath.

'Sneak attack,' 'Stab through the chest,' 'Rip core out of chest-'

Triton tensed within his bindings as he read the words on the board, his eyes widening. He clenched his fists as he scowled, feeling the gravity shift slightly as he opened his mouth, "You're not doing any of that."

Tip- tip- tap!

He paused, hearing something behind him. Peering over his shoulder, he noticed a few small pieces of debris veering towards him.

"And who says I'm not?" X huffed, "As far as I'm aware, you're not Neptune's moon anymore. Besides, it's not like any of these will work. I know my brother, and he's not an idiot like everyone makes him out to be. Speaking of... Quaoar, go retrieve Sedna and Orcus."

"Yes, sir!" Quaoar saluted with his rings before backing into the Kuiper belt.

Triton frowned, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked down at the bits of debris that were scattered around. He twiddled his thumb and forefinger, grabbing a particularly sharp piece. He glanced up to ensure no one was watching.