Weaving Their Demise (one-shot/prompt)

going off the quARTine prompt on tumblr, the first one is "Cloak" and oooo boy do i have an idea for it!

(also please ignore how out-of-character Ren is here i just need embarrassed Ren in my life)

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"Stresssss...?" Ren whined, the grayed-out hermit stumbling to a halt at the entrance to her castle. Stress peaked her gray head out from behind a wall. "Yessss?" she asked, stepping out from behind to reveal tattered gray clothing.

"I uh, need some help?" Ren admitted sheepishly, avoiding her gaze. "I want to sew something, but I have um, absolutely no skills..."

Stress gasped and burst into a joyous smile, bouncing on her toes. "Well you could have just said so Ren!" she exclaimed. "Of course I'll help you? Whaddya need?"

The brunette groaned and held his face in his hands, flattening his ears slightly. "I- well- it's uh-" he stuttered, blushing from embarrassment. "It's a cloak..."

She stared at him, utterly perplexed. "If I may ask... why...?"

"I just-" Ren sighed and face-palmed so hard is it was more like a slap. "I want to be the grim reaper for Demise okay?!"

Stress stared for a moment before letting her grin widen even more. "That sounds amazing!" she burst out, her round eyes sparkling with excitement. "What're we waiting for, let's do this!"

Ren yelped as she grabbed his hand and started to drag him away, rambling about different fabrics and measurements.

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okay so maybe i didn't have much of an idea for this -.-'

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