n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
This is chapter 6 of Cliffton book 1. Some of it is vaguely based on bits of the confrontation in chapter 3 of my last rewrite. This time, it's in Kalen POV. Fun fact: this is the third version of this confrontation I've written, and the first was in Kalen POV, too. As always, concrit is much appreciated. Rip me to shreds. I don't mind. Warning for violence, rage issues and some language. Not Devin levels of language, but Brendan is very, very angry.


If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5


you wouldn't like him when he's angry )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Mustang and Huuuughes otpppp)
This is chapter 5 of Cliffton book 1. It's mostly new stuff, because my original first Brendan-POV chapter is going to get split and have parts of it used elsewhere. As always, concrit is much appreciated. Rip me to shreds. I don't mind. Warning for a tiny bit of language, not Devin levels.


If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4


in place of clever cut text )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
Concrit much appreciated. This is chapter 11 of Cliffton book 1, now edited and hopefully beta-ready. If you are looking for the older version for comparison purposes, it is here Slight warning for minor violence. Also, this chapter took For. Ever. to write. Ughhhhhhh.

If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10


Can't we all just get along? )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
Concrit much appreciated. This is chapter 10 of Cliffton book 1, now edited and hopefully beta-ready. If you are looking for the older version for comparison purposes, it is here Slight warning for rage issues and violence and (maybe) empty threats of additional violence. In other words, Calla.

If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9


Brendan and Calla get to know each other a little better )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
Concrit much appreciated. This is chapter 6 of Cliffton book 1, now rewritten and hopefully beta-ready. If you are looking for the older version for comparison purposes, it is here.

If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5


In which we learn some interesting things about Wes )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
Concrit much appreciated. This is chapter 5 of Cliffton book 1, now rewritten and hopefully beta-ready. If you are looking for the older version for comparison purposes, it is here.

If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4


wherein everyone moves into the Magical House )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
Concrit much appreciated. This is chapter 4 of Cliffton book 1, now rewritten and hopefully beta-ready. It's heavily based on my older stories Second Thoughts and Barefoot, Uphill, Both Ways. Poor Kalen is losing most of his POV pieces, but I think it's for the better.

If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
1 | 2 | 3


concrit appreciated )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
This one is goofy/fun and takes place about 3 weeks before "I Love You, Man". Why can't Wes and Devin stay like this? Oh yeah, I think it's because Devin is crazypants. Oops.


cut for cuteness )
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This is chapter 3 of Cliffton book 1. It's based on a story I wrote during LJ Idol (which is here, if you're curious). I was never happy with it, and once I started developing Brendan as a character, it was super apparent the voice was wrong, too. As always, concrit is appreciated.

If you're reading Cliffton for the first time, here are the previous chapters so you can catch up:
1 | 2


yay for rewrites )
n3m3sis43: ((FMAB) Huuuughes and Winryyyy)
Cliffton again. This one takes place a few weeks to a month after Serious Business. Also, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] lilycobalt for the idea of a drinking night.



everyone should have a birthday party )
n3m3sis43: (Default)
Cliffton again. This one takes place a few hours after Welcome Home and I am using it to fill the "isolation" prompt on my h/c bingo card.



"So, dude, you wanna see your room?" Wes looks me up and down, seeing how I'm covered in grime. "I bet what you really want is a shower, huh?"

of course I want a shower )
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So, what I did here was combine "Welcome Home" and "Let's Be Friends" into a single story/chapter since they are both Brendan's POV and immediately follow each other in the book. This is backdated because there is nothing new to see here. And this takes place not long after "Second Thoughts".


welcome to my world )
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Title: Welcome Home
Word Count: 1223
Rating: R for f-bombs
Original/Fandom: Original (Cliffton)
Pairings (if any): Nope
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): Nope
Summary: Brendan meets his new roommates.

cut for epic cluelessness with a side of wtf )
n3m3sis43: (Default)
Title: Welcome Home
Word Count: 1223
Rating: R for f-bombs
Original/Fandom: Original (Cliffton)
Pairings (if any): Nope
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): Nope
Summary: Brendan meets his new roommates.

cut for epic cluelessness with a side of wtf )
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No warnings. This one should be pretty safe, unless you're triggered by cluelessness or Calla being mean (but not violent) to Devin.



cut because your princess is in another castle )
n3m3sis43: (Default)
Title: The Whole Truth
Prompt: Taken and Comforting
Bonus? Yup
Word Count: 2909 (haha, this is totes a "quick fic")
Rating: PG-13 for f-bombs and stuff in the warning
Original/Fandom: Original (Cliffton)
Pairings (if any) They still aren't a pairing
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): Reference to character death? I suck at these.
Summary: Wes finally gets serious.


For those of you who care about context, it might be good to read Whatever Makes You Happy before this one, but you don't have to. That one's short, though. And the timeline for this story spans like 6 months, so there's overlap with some of the other stories but I don't think you have to read them to get it? Eh, I don't know anymore. This ate my brain and got way longer than I expected it to. Ouch.



When I hear the front door creak open, I'm excited. Devin's home!

I've gotten used to being on my own more while he's at work. Not that I'm alone - Kalen and CallaBot and Brendan are here, too. Kalen and I play SimFighting and sometimes I help him build robots. SimFighting with Kalen is fun, because sometimes I actually win! That never happens when I play with Devin.

No matter what my day is like, though, I'm always happy when Devin gets home. Too bad he's not happy.

cut for word vomit )
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Title: Security
Prompt: I Laughed So Hard and What Would _____ Do?
Bonus? Nope
Word Count:
Rating: PG-13 for f-bombs
Original/Fandom: Original (Cliffton)
Pairings (if any) Nope
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): If you click the link at the bottom, then um... emotional abuse?
Summary: What does Brendan do when he thinks no one is watching?


Spying on Brendan was supposed to cheer me up - a joke at his expense. My typical asshole shit. I haven't been feeling so fucking hot. Needed some kind of comic relief. Wes makes me laugh, but he asks too many questions. I don't want to fucking talk.

Setup was a breeze. Brendan's a creature of habit - showers the same time every fucking morning. With the camera placed, it was simple. Our security system is fucking epic.

What a disappointment, though. Other than his tighty whities, Brendan's not that funny. All he does is exercise. 3 hours of weights, plus the punching bag - comes in at random times to pound it. Rage issues. Fucking creepy. Probably better I'm keeping an eye on him.

But what I saw today - I don't fucking know.

He keeps this tiny robot on his bedside table. Says goodnight to it every night. Weird, but who am I to judge? I've got my share of fucking quirks. Today, he came in, looking like I fucking feel. Picked up the robot, just looked at it a while.

"Devin was right about me," he finally whispered. "My own brother hates me - I'm fucking worthless."



Yup, it's another cheerful day here in Cliffton. Hey, at least it's only 200 words of happiness? Double drabble! This one takes place, um, a few weeks after this other super happy story. I swear I will write something goofy again for this universe. And maybe someday I'll write one where Devin has redeeming qualities? Maybe.
n3m3sis43: (Team Prose (mine - phase 4))
This story was originally supposed to be a goofy mission story. You know, like "Beautiful Disaster"? Well, it didn't turn out that way. The funny thing is how much context I didn't have for what was going on here, and it's needed almost no rewriting now that I do have the context. Freaking weird, dude. Warning for violence.


I'm still not sorry )
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Title: Wisdom
Prompt: Memories and Brother/Sister
Bonus? No
Word Count: 664
Rating: PG-13 for a couple f-bombs.
Original/Fandom: Original (Cliffton)
Pairings (if any) None
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): None
Summary: Brendan and Kalen used to be closer than twins. Now, things are different.



"Ashlynn Farrell likes you," Brendan says.

I shrug without looking up from my half-assembled robot. People always like me now. Inside, I'm still the weird kid they beat up in Second Year. Outside, I'm one of them. I fit in - it's what I do. It's like breathing.

"No, I mean she likes you," Brendan insists.

"So?" I'm much more concerned with making these lasers work than with some silly girl.

"Half the kids in tenth year want to date you. The rest want to be you. And all you care about are your stupid robots and those weird insurgents you keep sneaking out to meet. What a fucking waste." Rage bakes off him in waves.

"How did you - " Taken aback, I put down my tools. "You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" The thought alone makes my mouth go dry. Even speaking against the War is treason. If anyone finds out I've been meeting people from the Splinternet, people who harbor the same doubts I do...

"Don't worry, little brother," Brendan sneers. "I won't tell anyone you're not who they think you are."

A wave of relief washes over me.

"Why the fuck would you do that, though, bro? You have everything a kid could want - perfect grades, popularity, a guaranteed spot on a fighting squad. Why would you risk it all?" Brendan turns on his heel and stomps toward the door.

"It's not what I want," I call after him. "Haven't you ever wondered what we're fighting for?"

"No, and if you had any sense, you wouldn't either." His mouth is set in a thin line, lips white.

"It's just... the Other Side - they're people too," I tell him. "They're people just like us."

Brendan snorts and says nothing.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I demand.

"Who the hell are you to talk about people, Kalen?"

I just stare at him. Brendan can go from calm to angry and back a hundred times in an hour. Sometimes it scares me. He says he won't tell, but you never know. You never know what he'll do.

"It's all just a fucking game to you," he continues.

"What else is it supposed to be?" I ask. "Why do girls and dances matter when there's a War out there? A War I'm forced to fight, whether I believe in it or not."

"People matter, Kalen." Brendan throws up his hands. "For a genius, you can be so fucking stupid. I see the way you are - keeping everyone at arms' length, even me. Stop acting like you're better than me just because I want friends. You can't just go through life alone and have it be okay. No one can."

"Brendan, those people at school aren't my friends. They'd turn on me in a second, given the chance."

"I used to be your friend. Now you don't need me anymore," he says in a small voice.

"You're still my friend," I tell him. "You're my brother. Nothing can ever change that."

"Then why don't you talk to me?"

"It's better for everyone if you're not involved in what I'm doing. The last thing I want is to take you down with me if I'm caught." I sigh and rub my temples. Brendan wears me out with his anger and emotion, his constant need for reassurance.

"I'm involved now anyway," Brendan says softly. "Knowing what I know could get me blacklisted. Everyone would hate me and I'd never be allowed on a fighting team. And unlike you, I want to fight. More than anything."

"I know, Brendan. Everyone here wants to fight."

"Yeah, but I'm not 'everyone'. I'm your brother." Brendan's eyes are clear. The storm seems to have passed for now. "And I wish you'd spend more time with me, even if we are different. I'm not gonna be around forever, you know."

I nod, but my attention is already back on my workbench. Where's Brendan going to go, anyway?




This story takes place in the "Cliffton" universe I've used in a few of my other stories. If you haven't read them already and want to, they are in the Cliffton section of this post. This scene takes place before any of the others, when Kalen and Brendan are 14 and 15 years old. In the weeks he spends alone during The Vacuum Of Time, he thinks back on it and sees Brendan's words in a different light.

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