UrSw33t3stNightmar3 thisone[s for yuo bestie (passes out)
eat up because until we get a new character this is the one pairing you'll get from me in this fandom
desc copied from ao3:
(("Maybe some Caine x Pomni if you're comfortable with it, please? :D"-UrSw33t3stNightmar3, this one's for yuo))
(trips) kyaaah how embarrassing i tripped and fell onto the keyboard and made this oh noooo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
(or, caine has many sides to himself.)
(pomni is somehow lucky enough to see one that he's never shown to anyone else before?)
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In Pomni's eyes, Caine was a highly complicated person.
Through the duration of her stay in the digital world (albeit short), she had seen Caine display his, often shifting, array of personality. Right when Pomni was finally starting to figure out his patterns, the ringmaster would somehow paint himself in new behaviors.
She could only compare his bizarre emotional patterns to a chameleon; One color for one moment, and a different one the next.
Some (and by some, she meant a majority) of his "colors" were...beautiful, in a strange sense.
And others, well...not as pleasing to the eye, to put it simply.
Caine really was something else, and she couldn't quite wrap her head around it.
But even so, Pomni took some sort of comfort in the fact that she at least had familiarity with every shade of his personality that he showed to the group.
...
"POMNI, MY DEAR!"
The ringmaster's characteristically loud voice soon cut through her thought process, and she looked up to find him standing before her.
"YOU DID ABSOLUTELY MARVELOUS IN TONIGHT'S PERFORMANCE! STOLE THE SHOW, IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF!"
...Oh, right. She'd gotten distracted from the situation at hand.
It had been a long day of one catastrophe after another, with not a single moment for the makeshift troupe to rest. And now, the only thing anyone could ever do was immediately collapse in exhaustion after all the antics they were dragged into.
Giving a sigh as she grounded herself back in reality, Pomni managed a small smile as she met the ringmaster's gaze. "W-Well, um...thank you...?"
"YES, YES, OF COURSE!" Even with the absence of facial features, she could tell that Caine was absolutely ecstatic as he beamed down at her.
"AND, YOU KNOW...I TRULY BELIEVE THAT ALL THAT HARD WORK DESERVES...A REWARD!"
...
What?
"...Huh? I-"
Before she had the chance to ask anything further, Pomni found herself taken by the hand as the ringleader dragged her away from everyone else.
For a moment, she was confused.
Where was Caine taking her? What was he planning? Was she safe? Was he safe? Pomni felt like her mind was running at lightning speeds as it sifted through all the possible scenarios, and each one only made the feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach grow further once Caine finally stopped the duo in some unknown area of the circus.
Oh, dear.
Knowing the ringleader, he'd most likely do something rash and send everything into chaos. Perhaps his "reward" would be another bizarre "performance". Or...what if it was something harmful? What if it hurt her? What if it hurt him? What if-
Just as Pomni's worries reached their peak, the cluttered thoughts that filled her mind came to a screeching halt as Caine delicately took her hand and, almost hesitantly, bent down to press it to the lower row of the teeth that made up his head.
The ringmaster, in that moment, almost seemed just as shy as Pomni was as he released her hand and returned to his normal posture.
"...I-I, UM..."
He stumbled over his words, trailing off into an awkward silence. She watched as he shifted his weight from side to side, messing with his bowtie whilst he looked away from the jester, then finally clearing his throat before inhaling deeply.
...
"W-WELL! I'D...BEST BE ON MY WAY." He managed to stammer out, as if he'd given up on what he'd truly meant to say.
And just as quickly as he dragged her into it, Caine left the area, leaving Pomni to process the situation alone.
She gave a few surprised blinks as she held her hand close to her, gazing down at the back of it as the realization of what Caine had done slowly dawned upon her.
If that small, innocent gesture, that tiny "reward", was a glimpse into who the "real" Caine was, the shade of his personality that he'd never shown before...
...
...Then god, was it a pleasure to get to know him.
"Did you see where Pomni went?" Ragatha questioned Jax as she glanced around the area.
"Nope. Not my problem," The rabbit shrugged. "Probably never will be."
The doll rolled her eyes at his response. "I'm not too worried, to be honest. I trust her to pop up again!"
"If you aren't worried, then why'd you go and ask about it in the first place? That doesn't make much sense to me."
"..."
Jax snickered at the lack of response from Ragatha. "Don't got a good answer, huh? Looks like I win that one."
Giving a small, frustrated huff, she turned away from him as the two shortly went back to meeting with the others.
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damn, did you see that shit? that was fucking crazy. anyways i'm flippy
thank you to my friend derbydrummer/bambi-on-the-ps3 for coming up with the chameleon bit and the part where pomni starts thinking n shit and the ragatha and jax dialogue at the end. i owe them my life and you should go check them out on the tumblr if you can . they also have taken to calling this pairing "showtime" which is cute
ps don't be weird on this story. weird comments towards caine and/or pomni will be vaporized on sight xoxo.