The Wizard Lizard and the Royal Scarab. (Scaraman fic :D)
CH.1: It All Started With a Dance
(Notes: HOMOPHOBIA DOES NOT EXIST IN THIS FIC, anyone can date anyone due to magic and advanced technology, also this fic includes one of my friend’s OCs that they ship with scarab, @spamton-garfungle ‘s OC Lyman)
(This is mainly for them but feel free to read it too)
The ballroom was all in a buzz, everyone was chatting or eating something with their partners or friend groups for tonight was the night of the royal couple’s fourth anniversary. The two were famous in the kingdom but for very different reasons, Prince Prismo was very friendly and loved to talk amongst even common folk which gave him a very high popularity status, he was everybody’s pal Prismo. The king’s lover on the other hand, Sir Scarab was a quiet and more reserved ruler who tended to be unnecessarily rude at times, but was fair and just when it was important. The King was Orbo, Orbo had adopted Prismo as a sort-of son and hired Scarab as a bodyguard, the once lowly beetle had bested all of his classes, rose above all his peers, and even petitioned to the job. Prismo and Scarab winded up falling for each other and from there blossomed a romance.
Lately however, the two had found themselves bickering and having banters over things like dinner or who Prismo should and shouldn’t be hanging out with and it was tearing their relationship apart. Prismo had noticed this more than Scarab so he decided to make up a solution, and he planned to propose to Scarab this very night believing marriage would bring them closer together.
Prismo was talking to his friends about what he had planned, specifically a magician named Cosmos (who was Prismo’s advisor) and a few other folks. Scarab had been weaving his way through the crowd to try and find Prismo, the slow dance would be starting soon and he wanted to dance with his lover. Scrarab finally spotted that mass of pink curly hair on the balcony discussing something with Cosmos, he went over as his black dress trailed behind him.
Prismo heard footsteps approaching and made a small motion for Cosmos to shush about what they were just talking about, giggling like they were children. ‘So immature…’ Scarab thought, having second thoughts about dancing with Prismo. “Hey Scrabby, whats up!” Prismo greeted with a smile, “Prismo, I was wondering if we could perhaps dance?”
Well shit, Prismo actually didn’t know how to ballroom dance, and he certainly didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of everyone tripping over himself, so he hurried to make en excuse, “Erm, sorry Scrabs but I’m a bit busy with Cosmos at the moment, we’re discussing something real important” he said, feeling very guilty that he had denied his lover his dance. Scarab sighed, annoyed. “Alright then, I’ll be around if you change your mind” he spoke, leaving the two.
“Prismo are y-hoo crazy?!” Cosmos asked in a hushed tone, “Urrrrgggghhhh I know but I really cant dance man, and I didnt want to tell Scarab because if I did he’d be all like: ‘let me teach you’ or ‘It’s fine I’ll lead’ and all that jazz, and I’d be teased for weeks about how I keep stumbling over” Prismo complained, “S-hoot dude, are you like…sure you want to marry him?” Cosmos asked, leaning on the railing of the balcony, “I know we fight a lot and it looks bad but he’s really sweet when we’re alone…Cos I know what you’re thinking, wipe that smirk off your face” Prismo blushed, “When you two are alone, huh?” Cosmos asked smirking still, “Cosmos you know I didn’t mean that!” Prismo exclaimed, “You know, when me and Scarab are like, in a room together- glob dammit- uh- by ourselves-?”
Cosmos stopped him by putting his hand on Prismo’s shoulder, “Dude, I was joking.” He said, chucking a bit. “But really though, are you absolutely sure you want to marry him?” Cosmos asked, Prismo nodded, “Yes, Cos I am sure this is what I want. I’m going to propose to him tonight when the ball ends, plus the worst thing that could happen is that he just says no” he sighed at the thought, “But even if he does I’ll give him freedom to love whoever he wants, I love him…and I’ll let him go if I have to.”
“…Jeez man, that got dark really fast” Cosmos commented, looking concerned “You good?”
“I’m fine” Prismo sighed, “Just thinking about it kinda scares me.”
Meanwhile, Scarab was sitting at the bar in the back of the ballroom, he sighed and looked up at the clock, it was about 8:57 PM, the dance would start at 9 PM, he had really wanted to dance with Prismo but apparently Cosmos was more important. Eh, no point in getting petty about it, at least not now. Judging by the giggling when he came over it was most definitely not important.
Scarab was about to order himself a drink when he was approached by a stranger in a brown suit, the stranger sat next to him, “good evening, Sir Scarab” he greeted, Scarab glanced at them. Their most notable features were brown curly hair and red eyes, “good evening” Scarab responded, thinking nothing of it. “where is Prince Prismo? It’s almost time for the dance, shouldn’t he be dancing with you?” the stranger asked, “Prince Prismo is conversing with one of his friends at the moment, I have no dance partner” Scarab shrugged, “I see…could I possibly dance with you then?” The stranger asked, Scarab saw it as a silly request for someone to want to dance with him and not Prince Prismo, “I don’t even know your name” Scarab responded, “Ah, deepest apologies! I am Lyman the Wizard, pleasure to make your acquaintance” The stranger now known as Lyman introduced himself, “I got here from a friend of Prismo’s, they invited me, said there would be free food, so I came” Lyman shrugged, “Now that you know my name, would you like to dance?” He asked again, Scarab pondered it for a while, “…If I dance with someone other than Prince Prismo, others might begin to spread rumors” Scarab said, frowning at the idea, “Then how about we go somewhere more secluded? Like outside?” Lyman offered, “from what I’ve seen from the window, the castle’s garden is empty, and we can probably hear the music from there” he said, “And the guard is asleep in the shed” he added with a small chuckle, Scarab made a mental note to have a talk with that guard later, as that could’ve been very dangerous thing if someone broke in. “You are really persistent about this dance, hmm?” Scarab asked, looking at him, “Well, I really just want to dance with someone tonight, its a ball might as well dance a little” Lyman said, “And everyone else seems to have a dancing partner or just doesn’t want to dance”
“Besides, who would ever pass up the opportunity to dance with you?”
Scarab felt his face heat up at that comment, he thought about it for a few, then gave his answer: “Alright, let’s go”.
The two got up from their seats and went to the castle garden, it was a large space, about 1/4th of the ballroom and enough plants to keep them somewhat hidden from the ballroom window that peered over the garden, the plants that grew were mostly vines, flowers, and a large apple tree that was in the very middle. The garden was well-kept, one or two weeds every now and then but nothing else. The garden also had a small river with koi fish around the apple tree that essentially made it a small island, the only way to get across without getting wet was a wooden bridge that could comfortably fit two people side by side. Scarab always loved the garden, he always visited it at least once every day if he could. He’d remember Prismo often getting stuck in that tree trying to pick apples himself and they’d often banter about Prismo getting hurt.
The bell rang as the clock hit 9PM and after a few minutes, the music started up. Lyman extended his hand and folded the other behind his back, “shall we?” He asked, smiling. Scarab hesitated for a second, glanced at the ballroom window, then nodded. He took Lyman’s hand and Lyman pulled Scarab close, placing his left hand on Scarab’s hip while Scarab placed his right on Lyman’s shoulder, both of their free hands intertwined and they twirled around the garden as the music played from the ballroom.
This felt so wrong, yet it felt so right. they fit together perfectly like a complete puzzle. Scarab was graceful and moved with Lyman as he led the dance, the two seeming to move in sync and everything seemed perfect like this is where Scarab belonged. ‘No.’ Scarab reminded himself, ‘this is just a dance, nothing more.’
The music reached the climax and Lyman expertly dipped Scarab, “Where did you learn how to dance like this?” Scarab asked out of pure curiosity, “I used to take a class because I got bored” Lyman responded with a small shrug, Scarab nodded, taking note of that.
They danced for a few more minutes, and the song was almost over, they had managed to get across the bridge and dance around the apple tree, someone appeared by the window and Scarab was quick to notice, pulling Lyman behind the large apple tree with him, practically pinning him to the tree, “woah- hey did you trip or somethin-?”
“Hush”
Scarab peaked out to the window and saw a random partygoer, just taking a glance outside. Once they left Scarab released a breath he didn’t even know he had been holding, “that was close, I think we should head back now.” Scarab spoke, glancing at Lyman, “that would be a good idea” Lyman agreed, as they both snuck back into the ballroom.
The music ended and everyone who wasn’t dancing had begun clapping, Lyman had gotten himself lost in the crowd already and Scarab couldn’t see him anymore. Once the clapping had ceased, Prismo walked up to Scarab, “there you are” Prismo greeted with a smile, “I have a surprise for you, Scrabby.”
Scarab was about to ask what Prismo meant before Cosmo walked up to the stage, “Ladies, gents, and our non-binaries out there” he began, getting a small cheer “we have an important announcement to make before this ball ends, so if you would please direct your attention to Prince Prismo and Sir Scarab” Cosmos smiled as the lights of the ballroom dimmed down and a spotlight shone on Scarab and Prismo. Scarab was surprised having the spotlight suddenly put on him, it wasn’t pleasant. Being related to royalty made him somewhat used to it though.
Prismo got down on one knee and held Scarab’s hand in his own as a hush fell over the crowd. Prismo took a breath, then spoke.
“…Scarab Everglade…these past four years have been the best of my life with you by my side, we’ve been through rough times together but you always stuck around. I love you with all my heart and I ask you to make me the happiest man in the universe…”
Prismo then pulled out a small black box and opened it to reveal a beautiful gold ring with a diamond and two small red rubies on either side.
“Scarab, will you marry me?”
There was silence, and Scarab didn’t know what to say, he felt everyone’s eyes looking directly at him, and he began to hyperventilate, glancing around the room nervously. He caught sight of Lyman, looking at Scarab with an unreadable expression.
“…is there something wrong?” Prismo asked, looking up at Scarab with worry, “my love…?”
“…I…Prismo…I…I can’t marry you.”
Everyone gasped and murmurs were heard amongst the crowd as Prismo’s kind smile fell.
“Scarab…why?” Prismo asked, tears beginning to form, he thought he did everything right? He was kind to Scarab, he made sure to always make time for him, he took care of him, surely it wasn’t that he didn’t dance with Scarab earlier, or was it?
Scarab looked at everyone, backing away towards the exit door. “I-I just cant, Prismo.” He said, unable to give a proper answer with everyone looking at him. Eventually his back hit the door and he fumbled with the handle, ‘run, hide, now’ Scarab’s mind told him as the door opened and he nearly fell backwards.
“Scrabby wait-!” Prismo called after him, reaching for the door.
Scarab didn’t even look back, running as fast as the stupid dress would allow him. He just ran, not caring who or what saw him, he just needed to get away from that crowd.
The town hadn’t had news of what happened yet, so he purchased a cloak and some old clothes last minute with some money he had on him, he went to a changing room in the market and changed quickly, throwing the cloak over himself and bringing his dress with him to discard somewhere else.
The royal family would without a doubt be searching for him and they had tracking dogs which were expertly trained. Why was he running away? Well if he had said no and stayed, the king would be very, very angry, and only Scarab knew what happened when Orbo was that angry…
Scarab got a carriage to a different town and thought about what the hell just happened.
Okay, assess the situation at hand…Prismo proposed to you, you really just dated him because you wanted to murder him and become the ruler but ended up falling in love with a stranger who offered to dance with you and now you’ve run away because Orbo will have you executed if he finds you…it…it could be worse?
He sighed and buried his face in his hands, he’d be living life on the run now, fuck why couldn’t he just have said yes…
He ruined his own life, took years to build, moments to destroy.
He was tired now, from what had happened. He decided he would sleep, the ride would take all night anyway…
He leaned back and asked the driver if he could wake him when they got there for a tip, and the driver accepted. He attempted to sleep but the path was very bumpy plus he felt strangely cold without Prismo by his side and the cold night air, he’d probably be shivering if not for his cloak. He eventually nodded off and let the darkness consume his vision.
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SCREAMS,
So I'm going to try to focus on Scaraman here as Jewel is being WORKSHOPPED TO HELL AND BACK and it's hard to pin down Lyman's mortal life when such a crucial character is in the works.
So Lyman works a mind numbing tavern job after becoming a cosmic entity [how this happens ,,,uh workshopping that something something atomic bomb], Lyman is just a bottle of repressed rage at this point as he hates dealing with people and being the therapist for everyone is not a job he is suited for yet it's what he was given. Flash forward to him actually meeting scarab as an entity scarab was tasked with containing was inside lyman’s tavern, With lyman being the owner of this place he was questioned by scarab immediately, [lyme didn’t know shit like…at all] The lizard was compliant with scarab, eventually tracking the entity down. Lyman was crushing HARD after this encounter, he usually hated pretty much everyone he interacts with yet the insectoid caught his eye in a way that pulls at his hazy mortal memories, he asks or well…it came off more like begging for Scarab to come by again if…if he wanted a thank you for ridding his tavern of such a nuisance.
Scarab finds the lizard odd yet he’d never been thanked for his work before and found it flattering, weeks would pass of Lyman waiting around and second guessing himself, Scarab had not left his head at all, it made him sick to his stomach to think something else could have a grip on him like…..well ,,,,he doesn’t really want to dwell. Yet Scarab had been having an……awful day, being given a small amount of free time he decided to finally take the strange tavern lizard up on his offer. It was late, Lyman wringing a dirty rag having just finished the grueling task of washing all the glasses, when a loud and curt knock was at his door, He let scarab in, panicking at the meaning behind the visit and not knowing how to properly present himself to the man who’s been owning his brain for weeks on end despite only speaking for a few minutes. Scarab asked for a drink in a tired voice, it was interesting to the lizard. He’d pictured the insectoid as a strong distant being of which nothing could phase yet he could hear the hints of weakness in his voice. The mask the being wore did not help as it blocked his ability to read people.
Lyman served the auditor up his drink [despite having just cleaned up. This should upset him. If it was any other entity this WOULD have upset him to no end. Good job lizard you’re throwing all your sensibilities away just for mister tall red and spiky over there.] Yet Scarab looked so..tired, he sat there in his “i am listening” position taking up as little space as possible yet still being a presence, the silence was deafening, just them sitting there not speaking much to each other while Scarab quietly sipped on his drink. Lyman digging his claws into his arm and hoping not to puncture the fabric on his nice button down, The lizard would swallow the tension building up in his throat to ask a simple “..rough day huh?” causing scarab to let out an exasperated sigh and begin on a long winded rant about his boss, his coworkers, and feeling underappreciated. Lyman listened intently, nodding along and inserting his own criticisms of the workers whom he had met.
The rant became a lot more lighthearted, Scarab surprised another entity could hold similar viewpoints to him, whom didn’t just tell him to calm down, Lyman feeling safe enough in the conversation to now crack a couple jokes he’d been saving in his head for years now just for himself to chuckle at. They both had an enjoyable time being awful to those around them in private. It meant a lot to Lyman to be able to get Scarab to laugh a little, the insectoid’s visits become a lot more frequent, very slowly becoming a relationship. The events of fnc happen after this around the time scarab and lyman consider each other to be in an established relationship. [this is where it gets rough..also i just hit th bong i’m becoming incoherent and haven’t really polished this] but after receiving the ping to investigate the time room scarab makes a beeline to lyman’s [pretty much to gloat about the fact the guy they dislike did something illegal heehoo =)] and lyman not..having anything better to do gets dragged along because scarab’s excited about something and he wants to be there..uhh Lyman shapeshifts into a horse while they’re in farmworld..thats a thing that happens, anyways lyman begins to have a mental breakdown throughout all of it due to scarab’s absolute tunnel vision on capturing the crossovers …..the girls be fighting. Prismo is forced to play marriage counselor. Uhh lyman almost kills somebody,,,,,,,,he gets the auditor promotion. SORRY IT GOT ROUGH I’M STILL WORKING OUT A LOT OF SHIT UHHJJ SMILES =)
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