[DISCONTINUED] On the Edge (AshTrash669 x Edgy_Space_Prince)

Legitimate Bread

Ash's POV

I scoffed. "Alright, you go find whoever the fuck Aston is, I'm gonna lecture the cult."

Briar fucking ran to the elevator. "BYE BITCHESSS!"

I sighed. "One day I'm gonna find out what she's on and where to buy it."

Edge laughed. She's so... adorable when she laughs. Or giggles. Or smiles. Or does anything, really.

I mean, cult leader buisness and shit.

"I... should probably go talk to those shits now..." I muttered. "Can you come with me?"

Edge nodded, following me as I stood up. I walked to the front of the lobby, shouting down halls as I made my way up.

"UNSCHEDULED MEETING HAPPENING NOW," I shouted. They all gathered around me, most of them rolling their eyes at the fact that this was the second meeting today.

"This is Edge from the GMPS," I said. "Now I know our most recent meeting was about how the GMPS is our enemy and yadda yadda yada, beat them to the kill, whatever. That does NOT mean you are permitted to hurt anyone from there. Hurt a member and you don't get food for a week. As for Edge... if you do so much as harm a hair on her head... I will personally carve your intestines out and wear them as necklaces. Got it?"

"Got it," people from the crowd muttered.

"And since it's almost Kawali ordinance quiet hours, let us recite the Trash Cult chant together," I said."

"Trash is trash. Your favorite video game is trash. Your favorite book is trash. Your favorite outfit is trash. Your favorite song is trash. Your favorite hobby is trash. Your favorite food is trash. Your favorite drink is trash. Your favorite show is trash. Your favorite movie is trash. I am trash. We are trash. All hail the golden Trashnesty." We chanted in unison.

"Meeting dismissed," I said, though some of them had already left. Bastards.

"That's... seriously your motto?" Edge asked.

"I guess, why?" I replied.

"It's just... less friendly than I expected..." Edge muttered.

I scoffed. "Not exactly sure if you've seen the place, but we aren't exactly friendly."

Edge half-smiled. "I, um... thanks for... doing that. And the specification of me-"

"Don't flatter yourself. I once told them that whoever changed the playlist is getting their blood boiled and used for my ramen." I cut her off. She doesn't need to know I'm willing to do anything for her.

Briar's POV

I was wandering through the alleys, trying to find the entrance to the GMPS treehouse. It's well known that they're in a treehouse, it's just then no one knows where the fuck it is.

"Would you like some legitimate bread?" A voice asked.

I instinctively reached for my gun. I didn't pull it out, just put my hand on it. I turned to see who it was.

Two people, one darker-skinned with dark hair in a messy bun who was holding a large wooden box of bread loaves, and one with short pink hair.

"Who are you guys?" I asked.

"I'm Gluten Cruiser Goofy Goober, but people usually call me GC." The girl with the large wooden box said.

"I have a normal name. Emily." The one with short pink hair said. "And it's not legitimate bread."

"What are you guys doing out here?" I asked. "You could be in danger if you're--"

"LGBTQ+?" Emily finished my sentence. "Yeah we know. My parents queer tested my blood as a baby and kinda left me out here when I turned 18."