Shadows cursed fanfictions

These are AIB related fanficrions written by Shadow

They were (mostly) created by spinning a wheel to randomly select two characters to be shipped together.

## spore x Domino

Spore looked deep into the British males crazy eyes. They were crazy, sure, but beautiful. Full of love and compassion.

She gently grabbed his burnt hand, and placed a gentle kiss on it, healing the burn somehow.

She looked back up into his eyes.

"Y'know, maybe your eyes aren't so crazy After all..."

## Pill x Glove

Pill was running around, calling out Roe's name.

Suddenly, he crashed into someone.

His glasses fell off his face, and shattered against the ground. Fuck!

"Oh, whoops! Sorry, dude! You good?" The figure he ran into asked him.

He couldn't see who it was. Just an indistinguishable blue blob, who seems to have... worms coming out of his head? Or just long squiggly things, at least.

"O-oh, of course. I'm just trying to find Roe." Pill said, reaching down and trying to find his glasses. He couldn't tell if that blob on the ground was his glasses, or a weird bug.

The person he ran into picked up his glasses, seemingly with his foot. And handed (footed?) Them to Pill.

Pill thanks the male as he put his glasses back on, only to stop mid-sentence, as he was met with the sight of Glove's handsome, strong, radiant face, eyes glowing with pure himbo energy.

He didn't know what to say. He just blushed, and stared into his beautiful manly eyes.

"Hey, uh, I could help ya look for Roe, if you'd like," Glove offered.

"Y-yeah, o-of course, that'd be much appreciated," Pill stammered as Glove helped him to his feet.

## Toothpick x Envelope

"TOOTHPICK"

"Ugh, what is it?" Toothpick was irritated. After all the chaos going on in the team, all she wanted to do was relax, not deal with the Nabla-Alef drama, and definatly not have her ears blown off by Envelope.

...did Toothpick even have ears? Whatever. Not important.

"I WOULD LIKE TO CONFESS A THING TO YOU." Envelope said in his loud, obnoxious voice.

Toothpick turned to look at him, looking down at the shorter screaming object.

She sighed. "What?"

"I HAVE ROMANTIC FEELINGS FOR YOU." He shouted.

What. The fuck.

"Are-aren't you with Lyre?!"

"LYRE CHEATED ON ME WITH GLUE."

"But isn't Glue with Nabla?!"

"NABLA CHEATED ON HER WITH FRISBEE."

"But Frisbee is dating Alef and Ketchup???"

"YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN THEM AND LEEK."

Toothpick indeed did not want to know.

Toothpick did a backflip, surprising Envelope as she impaled him right in the face/chest. As Envelope screamed, she ran the fuck away.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

## Apricot x Mr. Pickaxe

Apricot looked at the pickaxe, sitting at the opposite end of the table.

How had he let Fireball talk him into this?!

"S-so uh, what.. kind of hobbies do you like, uhh, Mr. Pickaxe?" Apricot asked awkwardly.

The pickaxe smirked at him.

"You know exactly what I like doin"

"Yes, Yes, of course. But do you have any other hobbies besides.. killing me?"

"Nah. Murder is fun. Ya should try it some time. I could help"

Apricot was intrigued by the offer.

Apricot swung the pickaxe, and clunked Gold Nugget directly in her face, causing a large crack to spread as she let out her final pained screech.

"Heh! You were right, Picky! This is fun! I.. finally see what Fireball sees in you now.."

## Can Has Issues 1: Can x Blanket

Can looked at Blanket, sitting alone, away from her team, and staring intently at a flower. She hadn't blinked for an hour.

Can had been watching her for an hour.

Can had issues.

## Can Has Issues 2: Can x Pear 1

Can looked at Pear as he layed on the rock.

He haven't opened his eyes in hours.

Can hasn't closed her eyes in hours. She just stared at him.

Can still had issues.

## Can Has Issues 3: Can x Pear 2

Can edged closer to the rock, listening to Pears soft snoring.

She sat next to Pear, and stared at him.

She stared and stared and stared, until his eyes opened.

Pear seemed confused about the fact he had woken up to find Fan's face next to his, staring deeply into his soul with murderous intent.

He quickly sat up and punched Can in the face.

Can raced away, and hid behind another rock.

...where the fuck did this rock come from?

Can kept watching Pear. She wanted to kill him.

Can had serious issues

## The Accident 1: Ketchup x Ketchup 1

Ketchup looked at Ketchup, love filling his eyes.

"I love you." Ketchup said, grasping onto Ketchups hand.

"I love you too." Ketchup replied, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek.

Toothpick looked in concern as Ketchup talked to himself..  flirted with himself.

It had been a year since the accident. He still couldn't accept what had happened. Now he was kissing air while flirting with himself.

## The Accident 2: Alef x Alef

Alef kissed Alef directly on the lips, Alef blushing intently. After a moment they let go of the kids, and held hands. Alef loved Alef, and Alef loved Alef.

Toothpick watched Alef. She had hoped he'd been doing better than Ketchup. But nope, just as bad, maybe even worse.

She had thought they would of moved on by now. But they were starting further and further away from sanity. Who knew one javelin could of ruined so many lives.

## The Accident 3: Sock x Sock

Sock stared deeply into Sock's eyes, as Sock planted a small kiss on Sock's cheek.

Sock and Sock had just kicked another boulder off of team 2 mountain, working together with their combined strengths to chase away the incoming team.

Now they were relaxing. Loving each other.

Socks love for Sock was stronger than the combined strength of their feet. It was true love.

Toothpick watched, dumbstruck. Even Sock...

Ketchup, unsurprising. Alef, mildly surprising. Sock? She was shocked.

A lot of people had lost someone, but Sock of all people... him and Glove weren't even on the same team... they hardly spoke anymore. And yet.. he was still coping in this way like the others.

## The Accident 4: Yellow Food Dye and Yellow Food Dye

(This one isnt shipping, it's YFD seeing herself as her own sister due to... events that will be touched upon in this weird ass thing)

Yellow Food Dye and Yellow Food Dye walked through the blank Slate, talking and gossiping about everything and nothing. They recalled the odd behaviors some of the others, such as Alef and Sock and Ketchup were exhibiting.

Pathetic, really.

Yellow Food Dye couldn't imagine her self, nor her best friend, Yellow Food Dye acting that strange. Yellow Food Dye loved the company of her sister, her best friend, Yellow Food Dye. They were two peas in a pod, never even arguing over anything.

Toothpick looked at Yellow Food Dye as she talked to... no one.

Sigh. It was going beyond just romantic relationships. Who else had been effected?

## The Accident 5: Ketchup x Ketchup 2

Ketchup got down on one knee, looking Ketchup in the eyes.

Ketchup covered his mouth to stop himself from shrieking. It was happening! It was actually happening!

"Ketchup," Ketchup's voice was quiet, full of love and emotion. "Will you make me the happiest man in the world.. and be my husband?" Ketchup asked, pulling out the diamond ring.

Ketchup shrieked, got down,  and pulled Ketchup into a hug.

"YES! YES! YES! I will, Ketchup!" Ketchup yelled joyfully.

Toothpick was done. Ketchup just proposed to no one. He gave the AIR. A. Rock.

He proposed to the fucking AIR, with a rock. And hugged the AIR. And cried. Over air. And a rock.

She knew he was devastated over Frisbee.. but this..  this.. this was the weirdest coping mechanism ever.

Everyone was doing poorly... but Ketchup..

She sighed. She couldn't stand looking at this any longer.

## Chalk x Chalk

Chalk blushed, turning completely red, as he looked into Chalk's eyes.

The love Chalk had for Chalk was overwhelming, his possibly-nonexistent heart swelling with pure love and joy as he looked lovingly into Chalk's eyes. Chalk smiled cutely, and Chalk felt like he was about to die of pure love.

The two of them walked together, Chalk holding Chalk's hand tightly in his own. As they walked, Chalk planted a small kiss on Chalk's cheek, watching him turn blood red with blush.

Toothpick watched from afar. Why was this happening?

Chalk didn't even lose anyone! It's not like Alef and Ketchup with Frisbee, or Sock with Glove, or even Yellow Food Dye imagining the air as her own sister. Chalk never had anyone, and yet he was being affected the same way.

Was there more to what was happening then just the accident? Or was Chalk just,, like this.

Toothpick didn't know him well. It's totally possible he'd always been like this.

But something told her there was more going on. And something else told her that she was the only one who could do something about it.

## Envelope x Pitchfork

Envelope looked at Pitchfork as she sat alone in the corner. He noticed her there everytime he walked past, and started thinking about her. A lot.

He knew about that thing between her and Glowstick, and he knew something had gone on between her and her team. He wanted to do something about it, help her.

He approached Pitchfork.

"PITCHFORK." He shouted.

She jumped up with a yell, and looked around wildly, trying to discover the source of the ear-splitting noise. She calmed once she recognised Envelope.

"Oh.. what do you want?" She asked, avoiding eye contact. She wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.

"I NOTICED YOU HERE AND WANTED TO SEE WHAT WAS UP." He said loudly.

"Were you STALKING me?! Creep.." She turned away, irritated.

'Just leave me alone!' She thought irritably.

"NO. I'M NOT WEIRD."

Pitchfork snorted.

"You sure about that?"

"YES. YES I AM."

Envelope sat down next to her.

"SO. WHAT IS THE MATTER."

Pitchfork explained the entire situation with her team and Glowstick, Envelope listening patiently, other than the multiple occurances where he makes loud comments like "WOW." And "HOLY FUCK."

Pitchfork finished with a sigh, looking down.

"I'M SORRY. THAT SUCKS. MIGHT BE WORSE THAN MY TEAM."

"Isn't your team a warzone? From what I've seen it's pretty tense over there."

"SO YOU'RE THE ONE STALKING US?"

"W-what?! NO!"

"CHILL. I'M JOKING."

The two continued talking, Envelope explaining the situation on team 4, and afterwards the two just,, talking, about whatever they wanted. It was the first normal, enjoyable conversation since before the show started that Pitchfork had. She felt a warm feeling inside her that she'd never felt before, as she watched the smaller object talk in his loud voice.

She was,, happy. For the first time in so long.