michae wolf

-TideTale- Aftermath: Chill

Based on this post.


Mecha!Sans belongs to @wolf-wrathknight

Fabulous!Youmna belongs to @superyoumna

Micha belongs to both @wolf-wrathknight and @superyoumna



It was a beautiful day outside… birds were singing… flowers were blooming…

It was the first warm day of spring, right around the middle of April. Youmna and Mecha had decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather and go on a little picnic with their son, Micha. They sat together underneath a gnarled old apple tree, Youmna leaning contently on Mecha’s shoulder, as they watched Micha alternate between picking flowers and chasing butterflies, all the while laughing gleefully.

Youmna looked up and found that her husband was following their son’s every movement with a strange, but definitely happy glint in his eyes. She reached out to touch his face gently.

“See something you like?” she asked.

A smile tugged at Mecha’s lips as he leaned into the touch slightly.

“I see someone I love. In fact, I see two people I love” he answered, and kissed her hand.

Youmna giggled.


While his parents were distracted by their affection for each other, Micha had taken the opportunity to wander off a bit, following a small blue butterfly that had captured his attention. The little creature fluttered this way and that, carefully avoiding Micha’s clumsy hands as he jumped as high as he could and tried to grab it, and every now and then landing on a flower to rest a bit before it had to take off again to avoid being caught.

Micha followed the butterfly for quite a while; until suddenly, it stopped moving forward in the blink of an eye, instead hovering in one spot around three metres above the ground, well out of the boy’s reach. Micha approached it warily. This was not what butterflies were supposed to do. He knew that much. Butterflies were supposed to fly around in loops and circles and not be weird and still, like that one. He was now standing directly underneath the butterfly, tilting his head back to look at it. He absentmindedly noticed that some clouds must have come up and blocked out the sun, since he didn’t need to shield his eyes despite looking directly at the sky.

The butterfly shivered slightly, and then stopped fluttering.

It crumbled into dust.


Micha jumped back and gasped in shock. He stared unbelievingly at the remains of the beautiful butterfly, as if hoping that it would come back to life and bring back the happiness and glee that had disappeared so suddenly. A strong wind tugged at his clothes and hair, causing him to shiver and hug himself tightly. It was carrying torn little wisps of fog that soon made it hard to see anything at all and made the air taste heavy and rotting.

Micha realized how quiet everything was all of a sudden. The birds had stopped singing, the bees weren’t humming anymore, and the soft voices of his parents had gone silent. Panic made his heart jump in his throat, and he made a heelface turn and ran back the way he had come.

In the distance he could make out the shape of the apple tree they had all been sitting under not half an hour ago, cheerfully eating Butterscotch Cinnamon Pie and Nice Cream, nothing but a happy family. He wanted nothing more than to call out for his parents, let them assure him that everything was alright, that he was safe and that they would always be there to protect him.

He tripped over something.


Micha just barely managed to catch his fall with his arms, scraping his palms in the process and accidentally biting his lip. He felt tears form in the corners of his eyes and breathed as calmly as he could to get rid of them. Slowly, he turned his head to see what he had stumbled over.


Wires.

Wires was what he saw.

Wires, and then rounded metal plates held together with bolts, engineered to imitate a human body… and torn fabric, something that used to be a suit… and half a face. Half a face that had been torn by something horrible and huge, the eyescreens cracked and splintered and empty.

And wires.


And half a hijab.

The original colour completely gone.

It was red now.


He couldn’t breathe. The air wouldn’t get into his lungs. It stopped in his throat.

He opened his mouth, unable to comprehend what he was seeing. Distantly he was aware of tears running down his cheeks. His facial muscles twitched, pulling the corners of his mouth into a grimace that in a different context might have been mistaken for a grin.

He couldn’t think.

His mind didn’t work.

How…?


A sound behind him pulled him out of his numb state of shock, causing his eyes to widen and sending violent shivers up his spine.

Growling.

His mind jerked awake suddenly, and he remembered something that his father sometimes spoke of, someone he had apparently once known… someone who had a shadow following her every step whenever she came to visit… someone that both his parents had warned him about… his parents

A tiny, terrified noise escaped his throat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something moving.

He turned his head.


Far away, in the deepest recesses of the code, Gaster is suddenly jerked awake by a violent shiver running through the endless strings that flow past his little niche. He looks around in confusion, an uneasy feeling in his stomach slowly rising, but not quite able to place the cause for his distress. He looks outside, and his eye widens in horror when he sees that all-too-familiar nudge run past.

He knows that one.

He knows who sent it.

And he knows, without even having to trace the nudge to its point of origin, what it has done.

He grits his teeth, frustration and anger hammering at the back of his skull, and curses her once more.


Somewhere else entirely, the Beyond smiles.

Owl City Songs Based on Black Butler Characters
  • Ciel Phantomhive: Cave In
  • Sebastian Michaelis: Wolf Bite
  • Mey-Rin: Thunderstruck ft. Sarah Russel
  • Finny: Beautiful Times ft. Lindsey Stirling
  • Baldroy: Embers
  • Lizzie Midford: Bombshell Blonde
  • Madame Red: Take It All Away
  • Nina Hopkins (Manga): The Technicolor Phase
  • Lau: Plant Life
  • Ran-Mao: Metropolis
  • Soma: Verge ft. Aloe Blacc
  • Agni: Deer in the Headlights
  • Alois Trancy: Bird with a Broken Wing
  • Claude Faustus: Dementia ft. Mark Hoppus
  • Hannah Annafellows: Hey Anna
  • The Triplets: Dreams and Disasters
  • Grell Sutcliffe: I’m Coming After You
  • William T. Spears: The Real World
  • Ronald Knox: Good Time ft. Carly Rae Jepsen
  • The Undertaker: I Hope You Think of Me
  • Queen Victoria: I Found Love