Thank you to @sarahw-world for reminding me that I wrote this lol. This was written awhile back for the Prince and the Heiress Plot Bunny Challenge : write a story that starts with a ransom note (LONG POST ALERT)
“Oh you’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”
Vegeta held up the yellowed paper in his hands and read it twice, three times for confirmation, and scoffed loudly. Surely this was some badly orchestrated joke, right?
“What’s the problem?”
Vegeta looked over his shoulder to the heap of blankets behind him on his bed. An awake-but-still-half-asleep Bulma was rising on her elbows, rubbing the crust out of her eyes.
“This, this….shit,” he slapped his hand against the worn paper, before shoving it under her nose, “is the problem!”
Bulma scrunched her nose at the paper, pushing his hand away from her disgustingly. “What is that? And why does it smell so rancid?”
“The hell if I know! You didn’t even read it!”
“I’m not touching that! I don’t even want to think about whatever that is. Just tell me what it says!”
Vegeta huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose out of irritation. “Just my fucking luck,” he grumbled to himself, “after she promised to do that thing today! I’ve been trying to be nice-”
”-I didn’t even punch that guy at the counter for staring at her breasts—"
“- I even smiled for the stupid photo! All for this entire day to be wasted and-”
“VEGETA! WILL YOU JUST READ WHATEVER IS ON THAT STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TO ME!?”
Vegeta looked over at her, eyebrow raised, as her screaming pulled him out of his mini rant. Her eyes were wide and impatient, and she gestured for him to continue. He sighed, fighting back the rage that was brewing in his belly, ready to boil over like a neglected pot on the stove.
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There has been some general progress in the development of this AU. In particular concerning Mob and Swamp Dragons, who he feels an inexplicable kinship towards.
Mob’s introduction to the Swamp Dragons is when his classmate, Sammy, ‘hires’ Reigen and Mob to investigate the haunting of the his manor and stables. The details of that particular adventure are yet to be worked out, but it basically ends with Reigen and Mob sitting down to tea with Sammy and his mother, a gracious noblewoman, Lady Ramkin, who takes a liking to Mob immediately. (Reigen is less pleased when the Captain of the City Watch, Sam Vimes, walks in and demands to know “what the bloody hell is that overblown con artist doing at my dining table”).
After things settle down though, Mob makes frequent trip to the shelters to help care for the dragons. (Reigen too. Although never when Captain Vimes could be coming home.)
(I totally stole ofpaintedflowers’s costume designs for these. If you guys go bother her enough, maybe she’ll post the rest of her gorgeous designs for this crossover.)
“My dear,” Professor Trelawney’s huge eyes opened dramatically, “you have the Grim.”
“The what?” said Harry.
He could tell that he wasn’t the only one who didn’t understand; Dean Thomas shrugged at him and Lavender Brown looked puzzled, but nearly everybody else clapped their hands to their mouths in horror.
“The Grim, my dear, the Grim!” cried Professor Trelawney, who looked shocked that Harry hadn’t understood. “The giant, spectral dog that haunts churchyards! My dear boy, it is an omen — the worst omen — of death!”