Sins Of The Past: Sleepover
Summery: A collection of drabbles set in my modern au where the Bad Batch raise Omega after rescuing her from the abusive hands of their mother. In this chapter, Omega experiences her first sleepover.
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So far, Omega's first sleepover had been living up the hype of the ones she had seen on TV.
First they had played soccer in Hera's garden which was easily the size of a real football pitch! Once they'd exhausted themselves they'd ate their weight in pizza whilst marathoning Hera's favourites movies; these really old films from the nineteen-sixties called Star Trek. Now they were all hanging out in the girl's bedroom, dressed in their pyjamas having done each others hair and painted their nails in each of the varying shades of green Hera's mum owned.
Omega was in an old army issue sleeping bag that Cody had leant her. It was way too big for her but it kept her warm which was what Cody said was most important.
Hera, Numa and Katooni were all piled onto Hera's bed because her parents let her have a double bed!
Ganodi was Katooni's best friend who had a cool curly mohawk and loved the colour green almost as much as Hera did. She had dragged the beanbags from the living room and had claimed them as her bed for the night.
There was one girl left who was joining Omega with a sleeping bag. Her name was Zosia. Out of all the girls, she was the one that Omega didn't know as well. They were both in the same class and on the soccer team, but outside of that, Omega hadn't hung out with her properly before. She got the impression that Zosia was quite shy. Which was fine with Omega as she understood what it was like to be shy around a group of kids you didn't know that well.
"So..." Ganodi sing-songed from where she lay upside down on the bean bags. "Boys..."
"What about them?" Omega asked in genuine confusion.
"Do you like any of them?" Ganodi asked, a gleam in her dark eyes.
Omega's bronze skin paled. She should have expected this question eventually. All the sleepover movies she'd seen in her research for tonight, always had the characters talking about boys. And by like, Omega knew that Ganodi didn't mean just like as a friend. She should have prepared an answer for this!
Thankfully Katooni came to her rescue.
"Why would we like boys? They're all stupid." She said which judging by the ones in their class, Omega thought was a pretty fair statement.
"Sure they are. And that's why you giggled when Petro did that one handed cartwheel that you dared he couldn't do."
"So, they're still all stupid." Katooni protested, her chin up and arms crossed as she refused to meet Ganodi's eye.
"Well..." Zosia piped up, fiddling with the end of her long ponytail. Omega nearly jumped. It was the first time she's heard the girl speak all night. "My Dads are married. And if two boys can love each other then why cant we have a crush on girls instead."
Omega nodded along with the others because yeah that made sense. Omega wasn't sure if she thought any girls were cute either. But she was only ten years old, and as Hunter was keen to remind her, she had a long rest of her life to think about romance.
Fortunatly the conversion moved away from romance after that. They watched some more of Hera's space movies, more recent ones thankfully. Until Hera's Mum came into tell it was time to go to sleep for real now.
Omega curled herself up in her sleeping bag, as the others eventually fell asleep. Despite her sleeping hood being pulled over her head, she could still hear the soft snore of the girls around her. She wasn't sure if the constant reminder of other people's presence was a comfort or keeping her awake.
It was the first time since her brothers took her home that Omega had slept anywhere else. And despite the logical part of her brain knowing that Nala was currently in prison, part of her couldn't help but worry that without her brothers there to protect her, there was nothing stopping their mother from snatching her away in the night.
She rolled over for what felt like the millionth time, trying to relax. Her heart nearly jumped put of her chest when she noticed the pair of bright blue eyes peering at her from the darkness.
"Sorry." A voice whispered. It took a moment for Omega to adjust to the darkness that the blue eyes and disembodied voice actually belonged to Zosia. "Is this your first sleepover?"
Omega nodded, annoyed with herself that it was apparently that obvious.
But Zosia just smiled at her. A genuine one, not the cruel kind that some of the other girls at school used. Omega watched as she stroked her ponytail again, until she sighed apparently coming to some sort of decision.
"Someone tried to kidnapped me when I was younger." Zosia revealed which, whatever Omega had expected the young girl to say it certainly wasn't that. "I was at the supermarket with my Dads when some man grabbed me and tried run away. I don't remember it very well. But I do remember being scared for a long time afterwards. My Dads barely let me out of their sight and I didn't want to leave them out of mine either. So when I went to my first sleepover I was terrified."
Zosia shuffled in her sleeping bag until she tugged out a stuffed toy pug.
"This is Muchi. My Dads got it for me on my first sleepover. To watch over me whilst I slept. You cab borrow him for the night, if you want?"
Omega took the stuffed animal from her outstretched hand. One of Muchi's eyes had fallen off, leaving it winking at her with its lopsided head and the fabric on its stomach had been worn away from where it had been hold tight. It was clear that Zosia loved Muchi very much.
"Are you sure?" Omega asked.
Zosia nodded. "Of course. Besides you've got to remember that Hera's parents are in the room next door. They'll keep us safe. Plus I'm nearest to the door. So if anyone wanted to hurt you, then they'd have to go through me first. And I won't let them."
"Thank you." Omega whispered. If Zosia trusted her enough with Muchi then she trusted that the girl also meant her words. And despite already knowing she was safe, hearing them said out loud actually made her believe it.
Omega snuggled back into her sleeping bag, feeling the warmth that it had been given to her by her family and the soft hug of Muchi that held her. As Omega finally allowed herself to drift off to sleep, her last conscious thought was that she wished she had made friends with Zosia sooner.
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HI HELLO I saw your tag on the femslash rarepairs post. Have I found another person on Jod's green earth who has read Crimson Empire??? I have been yelling at the tlt fandom that they would love that shit and no-one listens to me!!
YES YOU HAVE HELLO YOU ARE SO CORRECT I think I remember getting a notification from you and going 👀 over your URL!! I listened to the whole trilogy on the edge of my seat because I wanted to wait for the end before I went to find some fic and then? it turns out? there isn't any?? excuse me? there's so much potential there. old people! gay people! old gay people! swords and hammers and demons! religious trauma! what's not to love!
If you have not read The Crimson Empire, dear reader, here is a pitch:
You are fifty-odd years old. You live a peaceful cottagecore life in the mountains with your husband whomst you adore and your """dog""". You are happy. except in your younger years you led a people's war against the empire, murdered the old king, took his throne, and then you faked your death to run away with the love of your life and now some fucker has showed up to murder him and your entire village, so obviously you have to kill him and everyone who was involved in this, except? there's some teenager out there pretending to be you? and she has an army on the march? and your old friends are scheming and there's something weird as fuck happening with magic and you are way too old for this and you are pissed as hell
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I've been raving about the parallels between Antoni Kosiba of the 1981 polish movie classic Znachor and Harrier Du Bois of the hit indie game Disco Elysium to my friend today only to be informed he has never watched the movie and the rush of humilitation was so intense i had to pass it on further down the line so here we are
i feel like it would be prudent to explain the plot of Znachor beforehand but as I am on a bit of a time crunch and don't believe in leaving things in the drafts for later: have a brief rundown here and the movie itself with english subtitles if any of you happened to be interested here
Moving on
I wanted to start it nicely but turns out I don't have the brainpower but just hear me out and LOOK AT THEM
RAFAŁ Wilczur later takes on the identity of Antoni Kosiba, playing Harry we can make him introduce himself as RAPHAEL Ambrosius Costeau (Rafał and Raphael being essentially the same name, Costeau and Kosiba sound a little alike AND Antoni and Ambrosius both start with A followed by a voiceless nasal consonant (dental and bilabial respectively)
Both have mildly to severely questionable facial hair
The fucking bird on on his head tell me Harry wouldnt wear that
BOTH ARE AMNESIAC!! BOTH (WELL TECHNICALLY) GOT THERE WITH A BIG HELPING OF ALCOHOL (to be fair Wilczur got robbed and beaten up but honestly you could say Harry got robbed and beaten up by life itself and kinda by his pre-amnesia self too walk with me walk with me)
Left by their wife/fiance feeling so sad about it they end up drunk out the wazoo
Rafał has a daughter and while Harry doesn't have kids he strikes me as a v much daughter guy which might sound incomprehensible but i know in my heart of hearts im right
Rafał has an assistant whos big jelly of his career successes Docent Jerzy Dobraniecki, Harry has a partner whom he wronged pre-canon and had-has a weird co-dependent aggrieved-divorcelike bromance-relationship with satellite officer Jean Vicquemare
both crazy good at their jobs
both pick these jobs back up even while amnesiac out the wazoo
hobo-adjacent in that you can be a hobocop in DE and Rafał-Antoni Kosiba ends up essentially homeless and wandering after he wakes up with no memories
Rafał goes back to Warsaw to his old job when he discovers his memory, Harry comes back to work at the 41st in a (somewhat questionably) good ending of the game
????
Profit
Rafał-Antoni is kinda a perfect flawless human being and Harrier has like all the flaws and i love him about it and also think its kind of a funny dichotomy
thats it i just needed to get it off my chest
OH LAST ONE: wilczur can be roughtly translated to a wolf dog or a german shepherd and harry is compared to a dog a lot throughout the series
now im done
please watch Znachor, or please play Disco Elysium thanksthanks
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