Shushu Mishap | Percedal/Tristepin x Reader

- Vermilion -

Author's Note: Hi! This is a short lil fanfic I wrote, getting back into writing.
I apologize if I make English mistakes or repeat myself in this a lot, while I only speak cause that's all I've ever learned as a language. English frankly it's quite difficult.
But, despite all that, I sincerely hope you enjoy this fic, happy reading!
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Ever since you met him, you've been so curious about the world of the Shukrute. What's it's deal? I suppose a better question would be what's the deal with the Shushu's themselves?

That's a question you've really asked yourself lately.

In fact, you've been so inclined to try and get some hands on research.

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You held a lantern to your journal, where next to the journal rested the Shushu axe that, admittedly, you stole. The eye of the axe squinted at the light "Wow, so you steal me and then you try to blind me? Some kinda guardian you are." The axe spoke.
You put your finger against your lips, making a shushing noise. "Be quiet, Dally can't know I'm doing this. Plus, you're only here temporarily." You said, raising your whispered voice.
"Yeah, great idea, keep all your secrets from your boytoy." The Shushu replied, out of rage and, well, embarrassment you slammed your fist against the eye of that smug axe. It began yelling in...pain? You did NOT expect that. Guess you should add that to your notes. "If you say something like that again I'll hit you again, even harder. So you better keep your mou...eye… thing... shut!"

Goodness, Sir Percedal of Sadlygrove… as your urgh...boytoy? What a thought. Shushus really do say the strangest things.
But, is it really that strange? Maybe the Shushu has a point… Oh, what are you saying, Dally wouldn't pick someone like you on any type of day. Get a grip.

You grabbed your pencil and started writing what you've learned, drawing a cute little diagram of the Shushu, speaking of which. You perk your head to the Shushu "Hey, Demon, what's your name?" You ask it with an eyebrow raised. "Why should I tell you?" The axe snarled.
"I dunno, but, if you won't comply I GUEEESS I could maybe, who knows, throw you into the sea where no one will ever find you but fish?" You replied, with a smirk on your face. Who knew you'd find yourself good at threatening an axe. "Jeez, fine, It's Vermilion" it said, rolling it's eye, done with my orge-crap 
"Vermilion, what an odd name, but oh well, I can't imagine Shushu's have very good naming systems." You chuckled, writing down Vermilion next to the diagram. Perfect.

"Hm, well Vermilion, tell me about yourself, specifically about, well, Shushus as a whole. I can't guarantee I'll care about your 'story'" You told the Shushu at the lead of the pencil rested against the paper. "You ain't getting a word out of this Demon!" Vermilion said, huffing, great, of course the Shushu is being a rebel to your demands, are you being too harsh? ...Nah.
"How many times do I have to hit you against a rock to get you to talk?" You snarked, grabbing the disobedient Shushu's handle, getting up from your seat and heading outside, taking a deep breath as your gaze settled against a stone, lodged in between a tree's out-spreading roots.
Perfect.

You raise Vermilion high in the air, yelling as you strike the stone with him. Repeatedly, rage just seems to fuel you, you've never felt like this before… Soon, you hear Vermilion cackling, wait. What's happening?
Soon, it appears your body, and most importantly your mind feels not your own.
Like it's being taken over.

And it is.
Your body becomes bulky and monstrous as you feel something indent itself into your forehead, gods, it feels like you're having a migraine. You hate this.
And yet.
You can't seem to do anything to stop it, or, stop yourself.
As the transformation completes your arm grabs the nearby tree, grabbing it and splitting it in half with your utter force.
"...Y/N?" 
Your ear twitches and you can't help but turn to where that noise came from.
No…
It's him.
Why did it have to be him?
Why did Percedal have to see me like... this.
You wish these legs would let you run, run so far away, away from the shame you're in. And yet, no matter how hard you try you can't, you throw the tree at Dally, immediately letting out a worried growl.
You don't want to hurt him...please…

He moves out of the way of the tree flying at him, startled, he seems to be as alarmed as you are right now. "Y/N...what happened?" He asked you, with eyes full of what you could only hope is worry. "I-I...I'm…s...sor...ry…" you manage to mutter out before Vermilion groans. "Oh cut it with the sappy stuff, you did this to yourself, Y/N" He snaps at you. "N...no! I...di...dn…'t...wan-" You can barely finish your sentence before you feel a sharp pain, like daggers against your brain, wait, you can't do anything, you can't talk...no matter how hard you scream… you're just stuck in your own body.

Percedal's expression turns sour as he unsheathes Rubilax, charging at you, shouting out a battlecry. As he jumps at you your arm swats him away, sending him into the ground, seeing him...knowing that you hurt him...you feel a heartwrenching feeling, practical disgust at what you've just done…
You can only hope he gets you out of this mess.
He...has to doesn't he?
How would you get yourself out of this...?

Despite the blow, he gets back up, groaning, thank goodness. He hops onto your arm, whacking your shoulder with Rubilax. Maybe it's cause you're not in control but you...don't really feel anything. Is. That on purpose? You can't tell at this point. You pick him up by his scarf, holding him in the air and glaring at him. He just sorta chuckles and gives you a cute toothy grin. You flick him away as if he was an Arachnee crawling on your arm. And of course he gets sent flying once again, but he keeps himself from crushing his back against a tree and starts running at you, jumping at your head.
Uh. This is weir- WHAT IS HE DOING?!
You feel the indent in your brain slowly being removed as Vermilion cusses and yells at Percedal. 
Finally. He stopped it- he stopped...you.
Before you can thank him your body hits against the grass, as you pass out.

Your eyelids slowly open as the sound of Percedal shouting your name desperately fills your ears and as your eyes finally open you see him, over your body, staring at you, soon his scared expression turns to happiness as he hugs you tight "I was so scared…" he says, tears in his eyes as his arms tighten around you. Ouch. Your ribs. "Hey, Dally, I'm right here, you don't need to worry about me." You say, chuckling, he pulls his face away from your shoulder. Oh. Oh he's crying. You're uh. Kinda worried you said something wrong…
"Y/N I don't know what I would've done if you died! Or- or- i-if you got really really hurt!!! I wouldn't be able to forgive myself ever!" You hold him by the shoulders. "Hey...Dally. Never assume I'm dead, cause I'm pretty strong and quite hard to take down if ya' ask me." 
Percedal seems to be more comforted, he grins. "Of course you are." And with that, he gives a kiss to your forehead, your face immediately turning red. Oh. Oh he just did that. Oh my god. "Woah, Y/N are you ok? Did you suddenly get a fever? oh no did i give you a fever??? I'm sorry!!!" He says with great concern in his voice, all you can do is smile "Hey, don't apologize, you did nothing wrong." 
Really, all Percedal's done is right
I do suppose that's a knight's duty.

What happened today was a wild ride, probably a great story to tell friends, you got possessed by a Shushu and then a handsome knight saved you and kissed you, sounds like something straight out of a fairytale.
Anyways, you should...probably hold off Shushu research. Honestly, you should've just asked Dally at the start. Oh well!

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