Chapter 11 - A BreakFast Prepared - Blue Is Ready To Train!
“Chips, pancakes, more pancakes, even more pancakes…”
“Blue, I think you have enough.”
Ink had crossed his arms and leaned against the door opening, yawning slightly as he rubbed at his eye sockets. Blue had been standing in the small kitchen of their shared dorm, piles upon piles of pancakes stacked upon one another. There was multiple empty poptart wrappers scattered about as well, messing up the once tidy kitchen.
“All of this is just for you and Dust?” Ink asked.
“Yes indeed!” Blue said, clapping his hands together. “We’re going to be training all day after all, we’ll need enough food to keep us going.”
Their plans for hanging out after school had quickly been derailed when Blue remembered they hadn’t went grocery shopping for their dorm. So their training day had instead been moved to the next day, which fell upon this Saturday morning. Ink had woken up to the usual smell of pancakes with poptarts sprinkled in them. Blue had a bit of a sugar problem. His tacos, one of his favorite meals, tended to have chocolate and tomatoes at the same time.
“If you want, I can probably get Error over here to train,” Ink said, “I know you like sparring. If he doesn’t come over, which is likely, I can help you both myself.”
“Oh, that’d be great!” Blue said, “I just need to clean up my mess from cooking and then he should be coming any minute.”
“Do you think he’s the one?” Ink asked, shuffling into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. “For a soulbond partner?”
Blue moved aside to let Ink grab a cup, handing him the coffee brew to pour them both a cup. With eager movements, he opened one of the many sugar containers and poured practically half of a cups worth into his cup, stirring afterwards.
“I’m not sure,” Blue said, “I think Dust is interesting so far, we might be good partners, but I’ve always been so certain that you’d be my partner, so I’ve never given it much thought.”
It was true. After they had come to the agreement that Blue and Ink would be partners, it never crossed his mind that he might have to change one day. When he thought about partners, he always thought about battling strategies, not about how he would determine a good partner. It was never a problem for him, not until now at least. Blue was able to soulbond with a lot of people by his open soul, even the idea of performing a soulbond wasn’t very worrying. What was worrying, to Blue, was finding the perfect partner.
Blue had ambitions, and he needed a partner to share those same goals. To look at challenges with confidence the two shared, to never be downput by doing training, or work. What he needed was someone willing to go the distance, someone willing to become a death sythe.
It was the ultimate honor a weapon and a meister could obtain. By obtaining 99 tainted, pre-kishin souls, and one witch soul, they would be able to become ultimate a death meister and a death sythe. That’s what Blue wanted to do. He wanted to protect innocent people, and he wanted to be a good person.
The weapons that first came to mind were the ones from his class. Fell was the first obvious choice, as he wanted to become a death scythe, so they shared the same goals. And they could soulbond, too, so they could essentially become partners.
But the problems arose when they analyzed how the two were in fights and personality wise. Fell didn’t want a “wimpy lost kid who probably would cry when they dropped their ice cream cone”, as he called Blue, and Blue wouldn’t want a weapon who called them that. When Fell talked about fighting, he meant going all in. He didn’t want a meister who would use him wrong, one who would hold back. When fighting, Fell wanted to be in charge, he just needed someone to hold him. That wasn’t Blue. Blue was looking for a partner, not someone to boss him around. They wouldn’t get very far fighting together, as both would clash and a soulbond would be pointless.
The next idea that came to mind was Death. He worked closely with the Grim Reaper, heck, they were good friends. It would give Blue an advantage above his peers, and Death was a strong weapon. However, his form was long range, and Blue wasn’t exactly the best with aiming. He could learn, but he had always practiced with Ink’s weapon form, so he was more used to close combat. Then the problems with Death’s personality arose with the idea, as Death wasn’t very bondable in his own ways. Death didn’t really care about anything, including other people. And although Blue was nice, he couldn’t pick up the slack of friendship for the both of them. His laziness also appeared in his weapon form, where Death was the opposite of Fell by not wanting to do anything. Blue needed a partner who could pull their own weight! If he wanted a gun, he would have gone and bought one and glued googly eyes to it. It’d be the same as partnering with Death, really.
Killer was probably the next choice on the list, but then again, there was his own sets of problems. He was blind, and though Blue wouldn’t mind, it would make battling harder when his partner depended on a skunk to not run into walls. He was a pretty decent person, and he seemed willing to fight, but Blue didn’t think he’d be able to handle the skunk. Dream and geno might like little Stinky, and Blue did too, but there was a reason why Blue didn’t have any animals. He has a history with dogs invading his home to chew on his leg.
Then came Lust, but that was an obvious no. Blue didn’t like inappropriate jokes. He wouldn’t mind a few good one’s, sure, he wasn’t a child, but Lust said way too many. And Blue didn’t like how touchy he was. Lust wasn’t exactly a bad guy, but Blue knew it wouldn’t go well if they partnered up.
Then, finally, there was Dust. Probably the best choice of the bunch. They were able to bond, and Blue could handle his personality. There was no obvious setbacks that made Blue want to turn and run, and Dust had even said he didn’t mind training a lot, as long as Blue provided “the goats souls”, which Blue inferred as the poptarts.
He wasn’t sure, it was always hard to tell with Dust.
But, like the others, there was problems. The obvious one was that Dust didn’t know how to transform, but that could be worked through with training. No, the biggest problem was that Blue had absolutely no idea what Dust was saying about 75% of the time. Hands down, utter confusion. He was funny, and did bring some laughs, but overall his intentions were never clear because he practically spoke in riddles.
Because of course he did.
There was other students at the school, but the best option was probably Dust. He said he was a short range weapon, and Blue would just have to trust him. Usually one was able to determine a few things about a weapons transformation by their actions and skills. Ink was really good at art, so his weapon dealt with hands. Death was quick and fast at shooting people down with insults, so he was a gun.
But Dust was, well, Dust.
So what would he even transform into?
Oh, that’s not a thought Blue wanted to think out. It was probably some circus or something, he honestly had no idea.
Or maybe it’d be something stupidly simple, like a butter knife. At this point, it was anyone’s guess.
A knocking on the door brought Blue out of his thoughts, his sugar filled coffee forgotten.
“You want me to go ask Error if he wants breakfast? I can probably trick him into training,” Ink suggested.
Ink. Blue was still upset over the situation. Sure, he was glad Ink was helping someone in need, but he couldn’t help but be jealous. They both had promised each other to be partners, Ink even waited a year for him! They had become roommates and everything, they were good partners. Both liked to train, both were childhood friends. It made sense! So why did Error swoop in at the last moment and force both Ink and Blue to be partners with people they didn’t want to partner with? All of those years, all of those plans, just wasted.
“Sure,” Blue sighed, setting his cup aside.
The knock repeated again.
“Hey, don’t worry, the Grim Reaper said we wouldn’t have to be partners forever, just for this year, for his condition,” Ink said, smiling at his roommate as he flicked open a bottle of his emotional medicine. “Next year we’ll become partners and it’ll be cool. Give it some time.”
“Yeah,” Blue said, smiling back. “That sounds good.”
Maybe if there was a warning, Blue would have had enough time to mentally and physically prepare for a new partner. But no, the news had been dropped on the first day of school, and had thrown out the rest of his life plans with a single phone call. He just didn’t like how he had planned all of this for years and years, only for it to be dumped down the drain on the first day of school. Honestly, not the best occurrence of events. Now Blue would have to make a new life plan, one that was already under works. He and Dust would train today, and on Monday they should have his form somewhat capable of transforming. After that, if things continued at a linear pace, they should be able to-
Blue opened the door to find Dust standing there, one of his arms missing and instead replaced with a large blade.
“So, my arm became gay,” Dust said casually.
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So my plan for uploading is this: since I'm nearing the final fight in my Soul of Fire book before I end it, I want to speedrun that book before I focus on this book. So one I get that one done, uploads for this book should become daily, like how I upload that book. Then once I get this book done, then I will upload a new book so I don't have any books left on my profile that are unfinished. I want to finish all of my current books before I upload any new ones, so Soul of Fire and this book are my main priorities. Once I get these done, either I'll work on continuing the Halloween one shot or Sans Hates Womens Clothing Oneshot, or I'll leave them both oneshots and start uploading one of my other stories. I think I'll probably just work on one of my other stories, since I like leaving them as open ended oneshots for now.
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