ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇꜱ||A SOLARBALLS HORROR AU.||

Bullseye

hmmmmm hmmmmmmmmm drools 🤤

oh, adding a headcanon where Titans name is actually Timothy and his middle name is Titan,,, I wanted to point that out cause I do say Timothy at some point.

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A phone rang out, it was calling someone. It wasn't too long before the ginger heard a soft voice on the other line.

"Hello?"

Mars smiles as he hears his phone pick up, pulling the device to his ear. "Saturn! Thank you for picking up, you're my hero, right now." He started to ramble, using his shoulder to hold his phone as he got out some money, putting it into his wallet.

"Of course my friend! What did you need?"

"Do you have anyone that can babysit Phobos and Deimos for me?" Mars clicks his tongue, stuffing his wallet into a brown duffel bag, slinking that across his shoulder. "I'm planning on going out and I don't have anyone to watch them since..."

"Oh, I understand.." Saturn's voice rang out. "I think Titan can, hold on- TITAN!"

Mars waited patiently, hearing Saturn ask his child, Titan about looking after Phobos and Deimos. He hummed, grabbing an inhaler off his coffee table and placing it into his bag. He started to trot out to Phobos and Deimos' shared room, peaking in to see them just on the floor doing nothing. He frowned, not liking to see his children so upset.

He heard Saturn call for him on his phone, forcing them to avert their attention to it. "So?" He sounded, turning back to where he was before.

"Titan said he'll do it, is there anything else you need?" Saturn quipped, humming.

Mars exhaled softly. "No, I'll just tell Titan everything when he gets here." He stated, going to take a seat on his couch, lazing back with ease.

"Alright then! Bye now, Mars!"

"Bye, Saturn, thanks again." And he hung up, staring at the ceiling.

Mars couldn't believe it. Luna just.. Died five days prior and it just happened so fast. Just a few days ago he had seen them celebrating their birthday and now their life was taken from them in an instant. He shuddered, just thinking of the incident made him cold, sick. Sure, he didn't witness it, but just knowing that someone is so cruel to hit someone and just drive off made his heart burn. The world is getting worser and worser by the minute, and all they can do is sit and watch as it happens.

Mars rubs his temples, trying to direct his mind away from the negativity he felt. They sighed loudly, switching on their phone, scrolling through contacts for someone close.

Mars hit the call button, waiting patiently as the phone rang. He tapped his finger on the armrest of the couch he sat in, still lost in trance. Then the phone stopped ringing, a low scowl emitting from the device.

"What do you want?"

The ginger rolled his eyes, putting his phone closer to his face, starting to speak. "Good afternoon to you too, Venus." He greets, his eyes stuck on the armrest. Venus mocks him, the sounds of stuff being thrown made Mars arch his brow. "What are you doing?" He questions, a bit worried on whatever could've been happening in the background.

"Mercury took my keys and hid them just cause I came home late, so I'm in my garage breaking his stuff."

"Oh." Mars sounded before his eyes widened. "You're what?!" He shot up gawking, appalled at Venus.

"Breaking stuff." The hot head laughed on the other line, sounds of items being smashed echoing out.

Mars shook his head, pinching the space between his eyes, too tired to scold Venus. "Whatever, man," He cleared his throat, leaning back in his sofa again. "I wanna ask you somethin'." He whistled lowly, wincing as glass shattered on Venus' line.