SLAM
You entered your house, flopping onto the couch. Your hand was over your face as you quietly groaned into it.
You knew each of the bitties would already be asleep, seeing as it was rather late at night, so you didn't want to wake them up. Rust was scary when he was woken up too early. You shivered slightly at the memory.
You really should go to bed. You should. But that would mean you'd have to get off the couch. The comfortable, lumpy, cold couch. Also you'd have to put effort into changing from your fighting clothes into PJ's and for the moment you just wanted a bit of laziness.
That last round had you on the ropes and you pulled a couple moves that would make Cobalt smack you.
So you sat in the dark, your arm covering your eyes as you started to fall asleep on the couch. Only to have something wake you up.
BRRRM
Your eyes snapped open at the sound of something powering up. What the fuck. You stood up immediately, your sword drawn. You spun around searching for the sound, your hair raising with static electricity. Your gold eyes snapped as you heard something crash in the kitchen. Before you could approach the sound you saw something flit out of the kitchen and race towards you. You readied your sword but paused as the dark object raced past you. You watched it swivel, spotting you and hiding behind you.
Whatever it was was bumping into your back with how much it was shivering. You tried to to turn to inspect it, but a snap drew your attention. You looked up to see a large draconian like head, it's maw wide open with a huge red ball of energy held in between. Your sword came up and deflected the beam as soon as it escaped the creatures jaws.
The jaws snapped shut almost as quickly as they released that energy ball, making you peek over the silver of your sword. The skull was looking at you slightly guiltily, the red eyes scanning you quickly. Unfortunately it seemed to spot whatever was behind you and started to growl again.
"Whoa, whoa let's calm down big guy." And he certainly was. About as big as your head , just like Coppers... skull... Spinning quickly you found Coppers skull thing hiding behind you. He barked, growling at the red one but quickly shut up under both of your glares.
"Alright. Not expected but not the weirdest thing I've dealt with... I think. You escorted the two back to the kitchen only to find a few more of them. Flipping the lights on you sighed heavily, as six little magic skulls sat in front of you, all nipping at one another. Three of them, including the big one had red eyes and various and cracks along their skulls. The other three were more orange in nature and were a lot cleaner. The biggest difference between the six was the size.
The biggest was the red one who had blasted at you, who now stood...floated?....beside you almost as if he were guarding you. The second largest was Coppers from before.
As the lights turned on the other four spun to look at you, curiosity alight in their eyes.
"There's too fucking many of you." You stated decisively, before groaning and sitting down at the kitchen table. A really small red one, about the size of your palm, moved to let you sit down. He had four red eyes, which switched from your face, dow to your hand, before back up to your face. He then immediately wiggled his way under your hand.
You watched him surprised as he started to purr. You faintly recalled him as the very first little guy to blast you, the one Gold called. The second red one, this one had a large crack straight down his middle and only two eyes thankfully, growled out a warning to the tiniest one. The tiniest one let out some kind of bark that immediately had the other ones hackles raising.
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FantasiYou are Y/N L/N and this is your world. This story isn't particularly full of fluff. It's not meant to be happy go lucky. It's not meant to be some perfect world. This story is about family. So if you can handle all the ups and downs that come with...