Title: Leaving: A Shitty GVH One-Shot at the End of a World 
Status: Complete
Characters: Fang, Trish, Reed, Naser, Rosa, Stella, Sage
Rating: SFW
Classification: One-shot
Author: Heretical_Bastard
Summary: Fang and Trish stare into the sunset in their final hours, talking about the impending end of the world

[PRE-NOTES]
    Note: THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SNOOT GAME, DO NOT ASK ABOUT ANON

    Sorry
[/PRE-NOTES]

The ocean breeze feels nice against my scales. Seems… peaceful compared to the hell this past year has been. First, it was all the casual riots throughout the city, then people at school going fucking nuts trying to act like it all still mattered. Cut off communication with Mom and Dad, Nazer's sitting by the smoldering remains of the bonfire, Stella and Sage are on the other side of the beach, and Reed and Rosa decided to do it one last time behind a bush or something. 

 

 

Looking over at Trish, she's shaking like a leaf and rambling off about the afterlife or if we'll even get into heaven at this rate.

 

"Hey, babe," That caught her attention. 

 

"Yes, Fang? I-is it something I said? I-"

 

"No, no. Just… don't worry about it. Try to relax for once."

 

"How can you say that?! We're all about to die and we can't even do anything about it!"

 

"Because I have you by my side, obviously."

 

She began blushing, stammering out very few words before I leaned over and pulled the panicked trigga into a hug. Trish paused, her eyes just darting around before she hugged me back and cried her eyes out. 

 

"I don't want to die, Fang! I don't want to leave yet!" Trish babbled, tears pouring down her face. 

 

I just patted her back and stroked her head to try and calm her down. 

 

"Listen, this past year with you was a blast, regardless of the meteor and shit. So what if the world's ending? I'm glad that I'm spending it with you." 

 

Trish sniffled, looking up at me with her now bloodshot eyes. 

 

"B-but what if-" 

 

Before she could even finish that sentence, I pulled her into a kiss. Trish froze up, her body quaked and shuddered. We were there for a while before I broke it off. Trish just looked at the setting sun and leaned into me. I used my wing to cover her up as we stared at the nice sunset. 

 

"Why aren't you worried, Fang? You of all people should be worried. Your brother nearly lost his life, Reed almost fucking OD'ed, Naomi straight up hung herself yesterday, and you're acting like it's all going to be just fine," She said in a fit of rage. I looked into her eyes and looked back, sighing as impending doom gets closer. The shitty sirens aren't helping, but fuck them. 

 

"Trish, I am worried. I'm just trying to be strong for you because you're stressed about it. It's just…" I pause, holding the bridge of my snoot before sighing and wrapping my other wing around the both of us.

 

"Leaving this world isn't as scary as you think it is, Trish. I'm fine with leaving as long as it's with you."  

 

Silence. Relative silence as the meteor finally comes into our view, landing and covering the world in devastation and light. I hold Trish closer as everything simply washes away in a flash.

 

Guess this is Goodbye, Volcano High.

[POST-NOTES]
    So, this is something of a send-off and I want to get an idea out of my mind for once. Goodbye Volcano High had scrapped Romance paths, and I felt like a heartfelt hug and comfort of a significant other would work. I also wanted to reference a line from the ending of Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number thanks to a Snoot Game edit

    Also, I'm kinda just leaving to boot camp, and this entire one-shot was an impromptu thing before I left