[ARCHIVE] [OUTDATED] UnderSquad

We Going For Round 3, Baby

Hey y'all, as you know, I made an announcement that I am coming back to finish my stories. Including the Voices, I'll be in for the ride until the end, no matter how long it takes.

Before we can move onto the next chapter however, I'd like to rewrite a few things such as grammatical errors and better dialogue for the previous chapters.

One big question, though, should I write UnderSquad in a novel kind of deal or continue with the writing style I've been doing?

=The Usual=

Speed noticed that there is someone watching him. He turned around and sees... You!

Speed: oh, hey there. been a while. doing good lately?

Flare: SPEED, WHO ARE YOU TALKING TOO?

Speed: this person right here.

Flare looks to where Speed was pointing, which was at you.

Flare: OH... HELLO WORLD! IT IS I, THE GREAT SOLARFLARE!

Crystal: And I'm the coolest one, Crystal!

The three Eevees stand together shoulder to shoulder and pose for the camera.

Speed: oh, and if you don't really understand what's going on, it's fine. this AU is a mix between UNDERTALE and Eeveelution Squad, a comic made by EV-Zero. so. just be warned.

Aqua: My goal is to try and make a unique story using the Eeveelution Squad cast, and learn how to write stories as I'd love to be a decent writer someday.

Crystal: That's right, so please put up with his schedule for us!

Flare: INDEED, HE STILL NEEDS TO LEARN HOW TO COOK!

Aqua: At least no one in my family makes fun of me for not having a job anymore...

=Novel=

A young Shinx wearing a lab coat climbed up the mountain. He wasn't particularly good at this, and if he had it his way, he would have taken the dirt path up to the top. But this was the supposed "shortcut" that his friend told him about.

"It better be here... I need to bring back something worthwhile. Something like..." He gathered his thoughts as he pulled himself up one final time. "My arms... It burns... I think I tore something..."

Trace turned his exhausted numb self over up to the sky, as he didn't want to face the dirty floor when he's trying to recuperate. Quiet... Blue sky... "Right..." Trace reminded himself. "I gotta get that thing now."

Determined by the chance of finding what he's been searching for, he stood up, and a faint light glowed behind him. He quickly spun around as his heart jumped to see...

"... This isn't the Denny's™."

A lone lemonade stand stood there as the wind cut through the disappointing silence.

=Closing Thoughts=

It feels good to exercise the writing part of my brain again. I'm sorry for not updating in a while as I've been being a bit selfish with my personal time.

Which isn't a bad thing, it's important to take care of yourself. Which is why I feel now that I can take these stories on again because I feel as inspired and determined to write as I did before.

Have a good day, and God bless! 🙏