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Psychonauts AU where everything is the same but all of Vernon Tripe’s dialogue is delivered in ASMR whisper form.

Somebody get him a megaphone 📢

Unrequited Something

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AO3 Version

Elka immediately knew camp was going to be hell the second Vernon tripe walked onto the bus. His blabbering only further solidified her visions. Any chance he got he would blabber about a random story or get someone to play a game with him, which Elka slightly pitied him a little bit but nothing further than that.

“Hey Elka.” The boy said at an annoyingly slow place. She already wanted to walk away. “Do you know that red haired girl that sat near the front of the bus? I was curious about her and wanted to-”

So when he walked up to her asking what she knew about Frankie, Elka knew it was going to be a nothing but painful interaction.

Elka put up her hand in a ‘Stop’ motion, then closed her eyes, breathed in deeply before looking back at Vernon. “I will tell you what I know about her if you don't talk to me for the next two days. Got it?” Thankfully it only took a second or two of thinking before Vernon nodded.

“She’s pretty happy go-lucky from the looks of it, I believe she likes arts and crafts since she's always making stuff with that..creatively dressed girlfriend of hers.” Creative was putting it nicely.

“Girlfriend?”

Elka looked up from her nails and at the black haired boy, who seemed to be sporting a disappointed expression. “Well..I'm pretty sure anyways, we’ve only been here a week and I haven't had much interaction with her.” Much to Elka's..relief? He perked up at that. No, it was a good thing, now he wouldn't be bothering her about something stupid about ‘How to win over a girl' or asking for any updates on Frankie's and Kitty's relationship.

The boy seemed to fidget with the sleeve of his shirt as he stood, clearly thinking about his next words that she only prayed weren't as ridiculous as she was guessing. “Thanks Elka, since you helped me you can always ask me about that blonde kid..uh, I don't know his name though.” There was only one other blonde kid so Elka knew exactly who Vernon was talking about.

She felt her own face flush, her arms crossed and she slightly turned away as a slight scowl appeared on her face. “What makes you think I'd like to know anything about him?” Elka asked incredulously.

She watched as the boy tapped the side of his face in thought. “Well, aren't you always staring at him?”

Elka made sure Vernon walked away from their conversation with a bruise to the nose and hopefully a second thought about talking to her in the future.

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