Nothing Special (Spicyhoney

Chapter one

NOTES: If there is ANY problems with this (no "" around spoken words or breaking line where it looks like there should be one) please let me know. I'm uploading this from my ao3 account and last time I did this, it was wonky

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In most universes, monsters are given a soulmate mark. It would glow the moment you laid eyes on your soulmate and theirs would do the same. Many monsters didn't get their marks until they hit puberty. Some got them at times their souls were ready for love.

No matter the time, a soulmate mark was meant to be something special.

A bond between two monsters, or other beings, that tied them together forever. Something they couldn't have with anyone else. No matter how much they wanted too.

Stretch always hated soulmate marks. They were nothing but birthmarks that destroyed all freedom in a monster's love lives. What was so special about it? Shouldn't choosing the monster mean more than 'welp, we're stuck together now! '. Very romantic...

So when his soulmate mark first developed at the tender age of thirteen, he covered it up. He didn't want to be told who to love.

Of course, soulmate marks don't always have to be romantic. There have been platonic marks but those are extremely rare. Stretch always had bad luck, so he doubts he would be part of that lucky few.

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Bad luck he did have.

When his mark finally glowed, it was when he met his counterpart, Edge. Edge was from a universe that didn't have soulmate marks.

Lucky Bastard

Edge was a few inches taller than Stretch was. His eyelights a bloody red. His features were sharp, teeth pointed and two scars running down his left eye socket. He looked like he decided to dress up as a pirate and a biker but couldn't decide which.

Clothing mostly leather, pants black with a few nicks and tears in it. High heeled red boots that had paint chipping. You could see his spine, peaking at the gap between his shirt and pants. He adorned a red scarf that looked to be one of the only pieces of clothing the other truly cared for. It had a few rips but in better condition than the rest of his clothing.

Strangely enough, Edge pulled it off fairly well. It annoyed Stretch to no end.

Stretch always hated the idea of soulmates but that's because of the lack of freedom in choosing who he would be with. After meeting his soulmate, he despised it even more. Edge didn't have a soulmate mark. He didn't even know what soulmates were until he met the underswap brothers.

In other words, he didn't know Stretch and him were soulmates and like hell was Stretch going to take away his choice in choosing who his mate was going to be. Edge had a whole life before him. A soulmate would only hold him back, tie him down.

It wasn't right, it wasn't Edge's choice!

On the note of Edge...

When they had all meet, Blue had insisted on movie nights and just the Fell's coming over more and more. Red never complained, always eager to follow Blue's wishes. Stretch suspected Red had a crush on him. Too bad Blue was dedicated to his soulmate, Stretch could see it working out.

And of course, wherever Red went, Edge would follow like a guard dog. The first few times hadn't been so bad, Stretch just avoided talking to his 'soulmate'. However, as of late, Edge seemed to be taking an interest in Stretch. Which was bad. Right?

Stretch sometimes wishes his brother didn't have a large heart and the need to make friends.

Tonight, they had been sitting next to each other. It was weird. Normally Red and Blue were sandwiched between them. Keeping a safe distance between Edge and Stretch.