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Oneshot No.2 - Flames And EGS Chaos

「 **IRL Crew Oneshots/Minishorts** 」 
Oneshot No.2 – Flames And EGS Chaos (feat. Bella, Cheyenne & Zuza’s Summoning Shenanigans)
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**Quick EGS Lore Drop (for the uninitiated – no spoilers, promise):** 
Embers Ghost Squad (EGS): An eternal afterlife army of fierce female souls, founded by Ember McLain post-house fire tragedy. They recruit lost causes from the living world via shadowy masked summoners, wrist-flick spells, and glowing bracelets that track across realms. Think 8-11 ft tall ghost warriors, disguised on Earth, prepping for cosmic wars with harpy allies and a guidebook for the newly dead. All-female squad, transformation vibes, and zero chill for the depressed/outcast. (Sourced from the sacred wiki – we’re crossing streams, baby.)

The IRL Crew HQ had *just* recovered from Derpy’s Swedish scrub-down apocalypse. Spotless counters. No respawning shadow-needles. Even Haru’s pancake fossils were banished to a glitter-sealed vault. Peace reigned... for approximately 47 minutes.

Then Bella (🌙🐺), Cheyenne (💙🐶), and Zuza Beine (🦔🪽💖🌟) decided it was “summoning o’clock.”

It started innocently enough – or as innocent as a moon wolf, comfort spaniel, and angel-winged porcupine with cat ears could manage. The trio huddled in the “occult corner” (aka the living room, post-Derpy polish), surrounded by pilfered lore books from Divine’s endless shelf (💜🦅). Bella, fresh off her redemption glow-up, was on a “help the lost souls” kick. Cheyenne, eternal triad softie, wanted to “befriend some afterlife pals for group therapy.” Zuza? The 14-year-old chaos agent just wanted to see if her wings could high-five a ghost.

“Guys,” Bella whispered, gray-blue fur fluffing under the dim rift-lamp, “the EGS guide says it’s simple: Chant the spell, flick the wrist, offer purpose to the depressed. We’re not *recruiting* – just... chatting? For research?”

Cheyenne nodded, her Cavalier King Charles Spaniel ears flopping supportively, tail thumping the floor. “Yeah! Imagine: Ghost squad therapy circle. ‘Hey, eternal war? Spill the tea over virtual fries.’” She glanced at Vivian’s empty fry basket 🩵🩶🍟🪽, wistful.

Zuza bounced on her quills, cat ears twitching, angel wings fluttering pink sparkles. “Ooh, what if they bring harpies? Winged besties! Or Alex Gebhart – wiki says she’s an ally. Bet she’s got fire stories.” Her porcupine tail swished, knocking over a candle (Derpy’s spare halo prototype).

They formed a circle on the rug – Bella leading the chant in her husky redemption voice, Cheyenne humming harmony like a cozy lullaby, Zuza adding glittery wing flourishes for “extra summon juice.” The spell spilled from the pilfered wiki printout: ancient words twisted with Ember McLain’s fiery echo, wrist-flick sharp as a falcon quill (Haru’s influence 🥞🦅💙).

“...and from the embers rise, lost flames unite! We call the Squad – shadows, show your light!”

Nothing. 
Silence. 
Then: *fwoosh.*

The HQ’s central rift – that pesky void scar from the Eclipse Eater defeat – ignited like Kinsley’s worst breakup bonfire (🔥😈). Flames licked the ceiling (bye-bye pancake fossils), but these weren’t normal fire. Ghostly blue-orange, whispering with spectral howls. The air thickened with ash-scent and... pop music? Ember’s rock vibes, remixed with harpy screeches.

First out: Andrew Blaze. 10 ft of fiery ghost muscle, eyes glowing recruitment-red, bracelet pulsing like a heartbeat. She (all EGS are she-souls, eternal girl power) flexed, shadows masking her face but not the blaze-trail cape. “Who dares flick for the Squad? Lost cause? Depressed? We got purpose – and war prep.”