The girl whipped her head around, staring at me with wide, bright blue eyes, and a huge smile on her face. "Oh, hiya!" she said with a wave. "Who are you? I've never seen you around before!" "Uh—" "They're just another contractor, ignore them," Snatcher interrupted, his face still buried in his book. "Yeah, I could tell that much, but I wanna know their name!" the girl said to him and crossed her arms. "So, what's your name?" "Um. I'm (Y/N)," I said, still confused. "Nice to meet you, I guess." The girl smiled wider. "(Y/N)? That's a cool name!" she responded. "I'm Moxxia. Or, that's the closest pronunciation I could get in human language, haha. Nice to meet you, too!" She held out her hand, seemingly wanting a handshake, which I was about to return before Snatcher suddenly spoke up.
"Wait, I thought your name was Hat Kid?" he said, and Moxxia turned to him. "What? No, that's just what you humans call me." She cocked her head to the side and continued. "Did you just... not read any of the contracts you had me sign? I put my name on them every time." "Kid, I can't read your language." "Yeah, I know that, but did you really think my name translated to Hat Kid? Really?"
The room went silent for a few moments, Snatcher and Moxxia just staring at each other, until he turned away and looked at me instead. "Anyway, (Y/N), since you're, here, I'm assuming you've gotten done with your contractual obligations?" he questioned. I nodded in response and said, "Yep. The village is all cleaned up and cleared out." "Good," Snatcher said, summoning the contract I had signed. "You've only got one more thing left to do, then." "Clearing the ice, right?" "Precisely! Glad you remembered," he responded, his Halloween grin growing a bit wider, putting the contract back to wherever he got it and summoning a wooden-handled ice pick in its place. "Here ya go, take this ol' thingamajig and get to pickin'. The place you're clearing is off by the bridge, I'm sure you've seen it. Now, off with you! Let me get this annoyance out of my hair." I nodded, grabbing the ice pick out of the air, and walked out of the glowshroom house.
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I sighed quietly. I only just met (Y/N), and they had to leave immediately. Peck. Whatever, I can talk to them later. I turned to Snatcher, who was just reading his dumb book and ignoring me. "You didn't answer my question," I said to him, and he tuned his head slightly in my direction before looking back into his book. "No, kid, I didn't think your name translated to hat kid," he said under his breath. Can ghosts breathe? Never mind, that doesn't matter. "Really?" I said. "It seems like you did, since you completely avoided the question and just started talking to your new contractor instead." He growled in annoyance. "Kid, I'm a lawyer, not a liar. I knew damn well your name didn't mean 'hat kid'." "From what I know about human politics, the majority of things that lawyers do is lie," I responded smugly. Snatcher slammed his book closed and glared at me. "Oh, shut up. You're a child, and an alien, no less. You know next to nothing about politics," he hissed, his fluff getting floofier in anger. Hehe, angry floof noodle.
I didn't say anything, I just stared at him, with the most smug face that I could muster. His eyes narrowed, and suddenly, his look switched from annoyed to confused and maybe surprised. "Wait a minute, hold on," he said, putting one of his clawed hands in a line position across my collarbone, then moving it up to the top of my head. My smug face faded into a confused smile. "What?" I asked. "You're taller," Snatcher half-whispered, moving his hand back and forth between my current height and the height I was at when I first came to Earth. "Yeah, I am," I said proudly, putting my hands on my hips. "And stronger, too! I could probably throw Vanessa if I wanted to." "You might, if she didn't have ice magic. She'd freeze you in a split second," Snatcher said and laughed, turning away from me, picking his book up off his lap and opening it up. "Aaaanyway, get out of my forest. I've got things to do, and I'm sure that you do, too, if you've come back here. Why'd you come back, anyway?" "Tim gave me and my sister a mission that said we have to research this planet. We're gonna be here for a while! This is gonna be fun, since we already know so much about Earth! We have plenty of free time!" Snatcher groaned.
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Fanfiction{Glow of the Moon, Glow of our Hearts} this is a (discontinued btw) moonjumper x reader fic bc im hella gay for this man just warning you, theres probably gonna be a bit of angst and some mentions/implications of 4b^53. and the bastard noodle being...
🌕~Chapter 4 ~{}~ New Face, Old Friend~🌕
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