moar cucaloma fics, moar!!

It was sunset in the land of Marble and Desire. Paloma and Cucali were walking together, their weapons at the ready; they'd already been attacked once tonight.

A raucous laugh echoed out from behind a pillar. Cucali whirled to face it, throwing a bomb in its direction. As the marble crumbled, she heard a light poof behind her, and felt a sharpness at the back of her neck.

"Don't you hurt her! Don't you dare!"

Cucali shifted her head carefully back to see Paloma's Shadow standing behind her, her umbrella poised next to her bare skin. Paloma drew her own umbrella, but her shadow raised her other hand, bidding her to stop.

"Now don't be silly! You know you won't be able to even scratch me before I stab your precious seadweller right through the midsection. Nice how she leaves it uncovered, innit?"

"Hey," Cucali growled. "I'm right fuckin' here."

"Yes dear, I fucking know." Shadow Paloma pushed her umbrella into Cucali's skin, just enough to draw blood.

"Now, you've both been more than kind, gathering together like this. Idiots!" Paloma's Shadow laughed. "If you'd stayed away from each other, you'd have lived longer. And perhaps..." She ran her spare hand up Cucali's side, slipping her fingers under her shirt. "... we could have had a little fun."

Cucali shuddered, but kept her concentration on mixing a few items in her sylladex. Unseen until it was too late, the two items mixed badly -- and the explosion echoed out against the marble.

Shadow Paloma poofed out of existence, reappearing leant up next to another pillar. "You should really be more careful with those, you callous bitch."

"Cucali," Paloma growled, turning to face her Shadow, "please go, now. This is my battle."

"And let you have all the glory?! Pshaw!"

"Please, Cucali. I do not want you hurt."

Shadow Paloma crossed her arms, tapping her fingers against her arm.

"Me? I can take a hit, unlike you. I'm stayin', fuckwit."

"She's dangerous!"

"Yeah, I know. All the more reason for me to get to kill her!"

There was another poof, and suddenly Shadow Paloma was next to her double. She grinned a terrible grin as she stabbed the girl through the gut.

"-ghk--"

"Yes, hello, bad guy here. Like I'd wait for you two to get your tearful goodbyes out of the way!"

Her Shadow pulled her umbrella out of her, and Paloma fell to her knees, then to the floor. Shadow Paloma turned to Cucali, a grin still on her face.

Cucali looked as if she'd been struck. Anger was in her eyes and her face.

"Fuck you!"

"Yes, I will. Now I've taken care of the trash, let's have some fun, baby. You think I never noticed --"

She had to teleport away, quickly, as Cucali darted towards her.

"-- very rude. Very fucking rude."

"FUCK YOU!"

"Oh, I gladly will. Don't you know I want you?"

Paloma's shadow shadepoofed next to Cucali and grabbed her arm in a lock, breathing in the scent of her hair as she held her umbrellatip against her side with her other hand.

"Maybe we'll do that before you die. Would you like that, baby? To not have to admit your feelings and still get what you want? I'm much better than that fake Paloma."

"You're not Paloma, you fucking bitch!" Cucali slammed her foot down on the Shadow's feet, elbowing her away as she twisted out of her lock. Her expression burned as she threw a grenade Shadow Paloma's way -- and this time, she managed to catch her as she poofed away.

The Shadow appeared a short ways away, leaning against a boulder, her arm and side bleeding and injured. "Hey, fuck you, too."

But Cucali was already throwing another bomb her way.

Shadow Paloma poofed away again -- and this time, she didn't appear anywhere nearby.

"Get back here and fight me, you fucking bitch!" Cucali screamed, breathing heavily. After a moment - when she was sure Shadow Paloma was gone - she turned to Paloma, went to her and crouched beside her body.

She was already dead.

"Mossy? Mossy, get the fuck up!"

Her skin was cooling. Lime green blood pooled on the floor.

"Fuck... can't you even stay alive properly?!"

Cucali couldn't ignore all the feelings clawing at her mind. She leant down and kissed Paloma, hoping against hope that she wasn't too late.