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NOTES!
Thank you for choosing Don’t Belong (or be replaced)!
Before moving on, I’ll clarify some tags in the relationship category! The reason why they’re added is because they’ll be in an important role in this story, these will be center rumors that are mentioned! They’re friends and colleagues but I added it in so I can write out the scenes with rumors and how it’ll affect them! {And also Silvester is still friends with Nemo but they’ll fix their friendship!}
in summary:
Marko and Joost are friends
Kaarjia tries to befriend Joost
but rumor goes around that Marko is in love with Joost but Kaarjia wants to date Joost too.
and yes, the rumor that Silvester and Nemo are dating is still going around {Despite that they’re like best friends}
There’s no romance, only friendships either building or breaking. {NO SMUT}
• Eden is included because I wanna write her character and I felt this is good time to do so because she’s been mentioned in the previous story, She’s very important to the story because of how much Martin adores her and I wanna go into that arc, and how her ego grows harder throughout the story.
• SOME! Some of the group, duos, trios, and solos are going to be very mature with subject matter involving Lemon/smut, angst, or graphic violence. {Martin’s really being petty.}
Joost is going to be okay, you guys, I can..possibly guarantee it.
With that being said, I hope you enjoy it!
<3
The Pyramid
New: Käärijä
Top:
Eden
Martinus Marcus
Silvester Nemo Marko
Bambie Teemu Mustii
Raiven Saba Silmane
Bottom: Joost
Suspended: Apson Mussa
Martin’s Notes:
Silvester got second place in duos with Nemo, had poor movements with legs and arms.
Mustii forgot a bit with his solo
Saba and Silmane didn’t get first but got third in duos
Joost panicked but continued with his solo, got second, ruined the Martin performance center’s reputation.
Apson Mussa will be on hiatus, replaced by Käärijä{Eden will help him}
Routine
Group - Spider year {Lyrical piece about how time changes and how to make it through to survive}
Trio: Joost, Kaarjia, and Marko - Affairs {Theatrical piece about A woman whose in love with her husband but has an affair with her childhood friend}
Duo: Silvester and Nemo - Reason {Contemporary piece about how love fades away and you cannot escape it}
Martinus and Marcus - The day world dies {Musical Theatre piece about the future in which the world dies and cyber technology becomes more advance}
Solo: Eden - Cure my tragic fate {Jazz Acro piece about how you can heal through your life after experiencing trauma}
Kaarjia - Gone away {Lyrical piece about how old memories are gone and how new memories replace the old ones, a new chapter has opened}
scrap idea
Solo: Apson Mussa - goodbye {Tap lyrical piece about leaving a certain point of your life in order to grow and mature your life}
[It’s not time for it yet]
Notes:
Will Martin performance center’s reputation be destroyed?
Chapter 2: Let the Night sway
Summary:
While taking a bus to the studio, Joost began to remember a memory with Apson for some reason and meets up with a stranger that may become his new partner.
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Conchita shook her head and grabbed Martin by the arm. “You’re telling us that you think of your dancers as poorly and worthless than the twins to the point of replacing.”
”Oh no,” Martin chuckled as he waved the photo around. “I won’t be once I got the best dancer on my team to beat Yoshiki once and for all! I just needed a little..fast buck.”
A few months later
Joost sat in the local bus and looked out of the window while having his earphones in, letting the music soothe him with the knowledge that it’ll take a minute or even a hour to get to where he was going, the dance studio of Martin Österdahl. He sighed and started to day dream, more of so, reflecting on his memories with Apson Mussa.
He smiled softly as he remembered the two walking through the Netherlands, from small streets to neighborhoods, looking for somewhere to take refuge in once they made it to Eindhoven. With a grin on the blond’s face, he knocked the door and came to face with an older man with a curious look on his face but let him and his friend in either way.
The bus stopped as soon as it made it to Malmö, he gathered his things and got off, making his way to company before stopping once he noticed another person standing besides the door. A dark brunet stranger wearing a Neon green and black suit with neon green nails glancing around before noticing Joost. With his eyes lit up, he approached the stranger with a grin. “Hello!”
”Oh, hi, I’m Jere Pöyhönen,” The brunet smiled, folded his arms while smiling at the blond. “I was invited here by Martin..is this where I sign up at?”
”Uhm..I’m Joost!” He smiled yet he was baffled by what he was hearing but paid no attention to it. “How did you get invited here?”
“I have no clue but I hope we can make this work! I’m glad to be working with you, I heard you’re good in Duo competition!”
”Ah! I’m glad but..how did you know?”
”I usually stand by the curtains and watch, but that’s because I was the only soloist who didn’t belong to a company but rather a small artistic group.”
”Really? Did..did you quit the group?”
”No, like I said, I got called in and invited to here. I guess..someone from the office called me in..?”
Joost was impressed by what he was hearing, a simple man from a performance arts background joining in the Dance company was an impressive move. Maybe..Martin invited him in because he had potential! ‘I wonder why Martin invited him here, did we run low on dancers?’
Once he walked into the locker room, Joost turned his head as he set his things down and noticed Apson sitting alone with his head down, seemingly spacing out. The blond happily walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder. Martinus and Marcus noticed him doing this and walked up as well.
”Hey, Joost? How about we go ahead and meet up with Martin!” Marcus suggested.
”What? Can..Appie—!”
”Who?” Martinus cocked an eyebrow and folded his arms.
With confusion and concern, He glanced up and noticed Marko was talking to Nemo and Bambie. Teemu laughed as he walked with Jere, Mustii and Raiven was talking as well. With this in mind, maybe he figured Apson just wanted to be alone but he knew that wasn’t the case. “Uhm..he’s right here!”
”Who are you referring to?”
”Apson! Apson Mussa!”
”Martinus..I think Joost is playing a trick!”
”Of course, Marcus, such a clever boy!”
The twins walked off with a smile, which cause the blond to feel concern growing as his heart race. He immediately walked over to Slimane and Saba to ask them. “Hey guys..did the twins forget about Apson?”
”Huh? Why would they ever forget him?” Saba asked with a worried look on her face.
”Maybe somebody made them forget him.” Slimane shook his head in disappointment.
”Am I hallucinating him?! Am I playing a trick?” Joost frowned.
”No no! Of course you’re not! We’ll go talk to him.”
With a thank you, Joost nodded his head and smiled before returning to his things to only find Eden, standing there with a grin on her face as she folded her arms with a stern expression.
”Hi..Eden, how are you..!” The blond smiled nervously.
”Joost Klein,” She sternly nodded. “What a surprise that you’re on time.”
He shouldn’t have stir his words for her to hear.
Notes:
Will Martin performance center’s reputation be destroyed?
Chapter 3: Confusion arose
Summary:
Eden talks to Joost where she gets an idea with him and the new guy, but she has to keep it low in order to not cause a stir.
Notes:
Es kocht die eifersucht = Jaloezie kookt
{Jealousy cooks/It boils the jealousy}
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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”Hi..Eden, how are you..!” The blond smiled nervously.
”Joost Klein,” She sternly nodded. “What a surprise that you’re on time.”
He shouldn’t have to stir his words for her to hear.
With curiosity, Joost arched an eyebrow as he folded his arms. He was prepared to hear what would Eden have to say to him, besides, she’ll try to make a point by how “careless” he was or have no respect for himself because of “his caretakers”. Even if it was considered insulting to him, he still tried to ignore it despite that he was still hurt by it, he wouldn’t dare to show it infront of her. He just wanted to be appreciated by her.
”Uhm..Are you proud by it?” The Dutchman asked with a cheeky smile but stopped as soon as she sternly glared into his eyes.
”No, absolutely not, I was being sarcastic,” Eden leaned against the locker as she sighed. “So..what did you do over the break?”
”Oh well I—!”
”Let me finish your sentence for you, Klein; You probably took Marko on a date in the streets, kissed him, and pulled him into a dark corner to do such..things because that’s how you people love.”
The blond stopped and pondered by how her mind created such a weird sentence, was it supposed to be insulting? He glared at her and tried to piece it together. “No..? I just—!”
”Wait, is it because you two already did it? No..it must’ve been that you were really in the mood and decided to steal the chance to have a pathetic date without being weird.”
”W-What?! What does that even—!”
”Oh and by the way, I’m getting a solo this week and I’ll be captain. So, you better watch that filthy smoker tongue or I’ll shut it for you. I bet you’re gonna get a duo with your—Oh wait, he won’t be included, isn’t he?”
”Who..who are you referring to?”
”Apson.”
Before Joost could ask a question, Eden walked off without a single word said. He sighed and got prepared, making his way to Appie and helped him get into the dance room. Eden, on the other hand, found Kaarjia looking at Marko with curiosity as his eyes lit up in inspiration before cutting back into reality with a tap on his shoulder.
”Oh! Hello, I’m Kaarjia!” He smiled as he lend out a wave for the woman to touch but was ignored.
”I’m not here for conversations.” She shrugged.
”I see..”
”Do you know of a..Joost Klein?”
”Yeah, I met him not too long ago!”
Eden raised an eyebrow and nodded. “You know a Marko?”
”No..?” Kaarjia Blinked.
”Well..those two are dating, I heard it from Nemo..He always watch those two—!”
”I think I met Nemo before..”
”Oh?” Eden leaned in and glared into the Finnish man’s eyes, making him uneasy. “What did he tell you?”
”You mean..they?”
”Whatever.”
”Okay..? They told me that they’re just friends..not even dating.”
Eden shook her head, she couldn’t believe that He was this gullible to believe Nemo, a dancer who was always third on the pyramid chart and always gets second or third. He was this gullible but she still believed she could change his mind. “Oh, well Nemo lied. They’re dating.”
Kaarjia’s eyes widened as he heard this immediate news coming from this person who he met just now. ”Really? how come..did they tell you?”
”No..I saw them get together during Valentine’s Day.”
”Ah..I see, that’s great.”
”Don’t believe whatever Nemo says, besides, his name comes from a literal kid’s movie.”
”I think it’s a sweet sounding name..”
”Don’t let that fool you, such a trouble maker and so is Bambie.”
Jere felt a chill down his spine as he heard the woman slandering and putting down those people who seemed nice as if they’re worth less of her time and energy. She glanced up and got up, offering her hand to him. “You don’t even need to hang with them, you should be with me and the twins. We’re much better in dancing and in etiquette than them.”
”Ah..Why shouldn’t I—!”
”Don’t question me, besides, I’m right and they’re wrong.”
Kaarjia blinked once again before being pulled out of the dressing room by Eden. Once they got out, they stopped and noticed a new face appearing with a soft smile on their face. “Oh! Hello, is this Martin’s performance company?”
Eden raised an eyebrow before nodding slowly. “Yes, who are you and how did you find this place?”
The curly blackish blond clasped their hands together and smiled once again. “I’m Nadia Ahmed and I was called here by Mister..Martin, I think.”
”What a surprise, follow Kaarjia and I, you’re late.”
”I know, I’m sorry! The bus was in heavy traffic—!”
”Doesn’t matter, you’re still late, youngling.”
Once everyone stood in line, Martin walked in with a tired look on his face as he glanced around and noticed that Apson was in here and so was the two new members. He thought before signaling the young man to come with him. “Apson, I think..you should be in studio B for the rest of the season.”
”What,” Appie glared at the elder as he folded his arms with eyebrows raised. “Wait—What why?!”
”Listen..You got potential and you need to teach the others with your talent. So, since Studio E has younger talent, you should teach them.”
”So..I—!”
”You’re gonna do what I tell you.”
Mussa didn’t wanna even argue with Martin, he sighed and walked off to Studio E to which was upstairs and a little long to go up and down but he didn’t care, he was glad that he was away from the older man.
Once it was settled, Ötserdahl return into the room and stood next to the pyramid chart. He shook his head and began unraveling the covers to reveal who was where. He glanced over at the group and clicked his tongue. “So..let’s talk Merci-Con.”
Everyone groaned as they folded their arms with intense nervous energy. “That competition was full of bullshit! Second place?! Except for Marko, who got first as well as the twins! Well, I’m surprised that everyone got Second.”
The twins shook their heads, feeling guilty for getting first but not in the group and upsetting their teacher, he knew he craved First but they’re the most hardworking folks that ever got put on the team. “Marcus and I are sorry, Coach.”
”Oh no, don’t be sorry,” Martin shook his head. “Someone should apologize and it should be Marko.”
”What?! Why—!”
”Anyways, group routine is Spider Year! It’s a lyrical piece all about forgetting the past and going into the new, Eden is going to be the lead and Marko..you will be Co leader,” The elder claimed as he went into his ideas. “Joost will be in the trio with Marko and Kaarija, Silvester and Nemo will have a Duo, and New guy..you’ll also have a solo.”
Eden smirked as she nodded and clapped for the Finnish man before raising her hand up. “Will I have a chance to be the soloist this week?”
”Ah, Eden..you have an important role! You’ll help the new member this week and, Yes, Marcus and Martinus will have a duo.”
”Oh, uhm..Nemo and I are in a—!”
”Anyways, let’s get started, Everyone spread apart and Nadia, you’ll be included but I’ll have you and Kaarija in a separate room with Eden helping you.”
Silvester shook his head and sighed, watching Eden and the trio walking off into Studio B as he turned to Nemo and shrugged his shoulder as a sign that he tried to talk to him. Nemo smiled sadly as they understood what he said to them.
”It’s okay.” They whispered before getting to Stretching with the others.
Notes:
Will Martin performance center’s reputation be destroyed?
Chapter 4: Venus, planet of Love
Summary:
Marko and Joost talks about the new guy with hopes of being friends; Eden hatches a plan for Kaarija and Nemo talks to Bambie and gets into a rant/feud with Ethan and Thomas after hearing Martin’s comment.
Notes:
Guys..why am I listening to Mitski right now bro I NEED TO WAIT 😭
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Silvester shook his head and sighed, watching Eden and the trio walking off into Studio B as he turned to Nemo and shrugged his shoulder as a sign that he tried to talk to him. Nemo smiled sadly as they understood what he said to them.
”It’s okay.” They whispered before getting to Stretching with the others.
A few minutes later during break from Group Practice, Marko search for Joost and approach him when he saw him standing by the water fountain. He smiled as he caught his attention, his blue eyes made him feel at ease. “Hey, Joost..have you met the new guy?”
“Oh! Yeah..I saw him by the front door when I was getting off of the bus,” The Dutchman snickered, holding his water bottle. “You haven’t met him? He’s a chill dude!”
“No..I got here way earlier, I always had to be here early so Martin doesn’t get pissed off at me.”
“Oh..that’s terrible! Why?”
“I’m the eldest member yet I don’t get credit thanks to Martin, Bird, but don’t worry! I’ll be doing my best job for myself and for the team.”
Joost smiled as he nodded, despite that he was changing the subject but with a grin, he managed to be entertaining enough for everyone. He was the life of the party in the group that made Martin bored.
“Oh I also wanted to ask if we could..well..get together with Nemo and the others?” The blond smirked and nervously laughed.
”Yeah sure, of course! Maybe after practice,” Marko happily nodded. “Hey..maybe we can get a few situations clea—!”
”Hey, Marko, Joost!”
The duo stopped and turn their heads to find Jere, standing there with a small smile on his face as he waved and approached them. Marko raised his eyebrows as well as Joost with a nervous expression on his face. “Uhm..Hey!”
”Oh, was I interrupting something? I’m sorry but..Marko, the Swede wants you.”
”Martin?” Marko blinked before tilting his head with confusion.
”Yeah! I’m not good with names..so, uh, Joost!”
Joost poked his head up.
”Can you, uh, get the other two? Not the twins but..Belt and Nemo?”
”For what reason? Does Martin need them?”
”No..but Eden wants to talk to those two, Nadia is in there and so, they need to talk with them.”
Joost was sketchy but also confused as to why nobody was talking about Apson. lately when Kaarija came in today, everyone just ignored Appie despite that he was apart of the team. Martin even moved him into a different studio room, what was going on?
“Sure..I can do that!” With a smile, he turned and walked off.
Marko and Kaarija looked at each other with curiosity. “Hey, Jere..right?”
”Yeah, what’s up?”
”Do you know Appson Mussa?”
”The..uhm,” The Finnish shook his head after trying to piece it together. “No, why?”
”He’s one of Joost’s friends, I didn’t even get to talk with him..I wonder why.”
”Maybe..the Swede assigned him something?”
”I have no clue but I don’t like the feeling of it.”
A few seconds goes by as Jere walked into the private room, Watching Eden sending Nadia away with an expression of disbelief pasted on her face, a face of jealousy. The curious man, glanced at the walking Dancer who was in tears before immediately turning his attention back at the woman.
”Jere..” She clicked her tongue as she folded her arms. “I cannot stand her.”
”Whoa..what happened?” Kaarija asked in surprise, he never saw her angry before.
”Well, newbie, as you can tell..I was always on the top! I always get a solo. Be in duos and trios. Be in the lead of the group!”
”What does that have to do with—!”
”She..is not going to be in the group dance with such poor performance,” the brunette scowled, her arms and eyes glared into him with coldness as she walked towards him and jabbed a folder file against his chest. “Just look at it this way..We don’t need a new fawn in our group, we just need a reason to make the others behave.”
Kaarija swallowed and shook his head. “W..What are you implying?!”
”Oh, you poor boy,” Eden smiled as she waved the piece of paper infront of him. “Everyone is replaceable.”
“You..You’re not saying what I think you’re saying right..?”
”How dare you accuse me of that?! I would never replace a new member like Nadia!”
”Then..why the file?”
”You’re misunderstanding my intentions..I’m going to gather this and have a word with Martin. It’s no big deal, Jere.”
The dark brunet frown as he felt guilty for not stopping and giving her the voice of reason, they’ve just joined along with him! Why end their career so early? “Eden..let’s talk this out, I’m still so confused—!”
”Look,” The girl leaned in and put her hand on his shoulder. “If you trust me, then you wouldn’t question me.”
“Uhm..”
”Jere, it’s just a meeting. Don’t overthink it.”
The Finnish man sighed and succumbed to it, he still felt worry about it but he had to believe that it wouldn’t be so terrible for Nadia or for Eden. He did trust her word, maybe she’s just gonna talk to Martin.
”Okay..I trust you, alright?”
”Good, go ahead and get busy with the solo.”
Joost was walking with Silvester and Nemo behind him, as he got close enough to the door, he leaned in and heard a full on argument through it.
”Nadia, this was an absolute terrible idea! Why didn’t you just tell me?!”
”What..?! I thought I could disclose it!”
”Oh, so you’re an enby that has issues with self loathing?”
”I’m still working on it!”
”You better get it fixed!”
Silence followed as the blond heard sniffling for a brief moment before the other man, presumably Martin, scoffed. “You’re dismissed and you’ll be on hiatus. You’re finished, Nadia.”
Joost jumped back as Nadia immediately ran off and went upstairs in tears, He felt bad for the new member but couldn’t understand why that argument happened. He turned his head and stared at Martin with a nervous expression.
”Oh! Joost, thank you..but, I’ll have to cut it short,” Martin glared at Nemo and Silvester. “Silvester..tell me what you wanted to say during my pyramid chart?”
”Ah, uhm..Nemo and I are sorta in a little issue in our relationship—!” Silvester was immediately interrupted as he felt an hand gripping his shoulder tightly.
”Well, get it fixed.”
“E-Excuse me?”
”You heard me. Get. It. Fixed.”
Nemo sternly glared at the older man as they wanted to fight back but could only manage a question out. “Why’d you say that?!”
“I cannot do this duet without any ‘issues’, I want it to be positive with you two dating and I won’t allow any break ups during this competition week, understood?”
”We are not—!”
”You two are dismissed.” Martin scowled and slammed the door shut on the trio.
Joost frowned as he glanced at the duo but couldn’t say a word as they immediately rushed back into the hallway to find their hang out spot. “What’s going on..?”
“Nemo..relax okay?” Silvester sighed as he wanted to comfort them but he feared it’d make it worse.
”How could he just say that?! Completely disrespectful!” Ethan shook his head and folded his arms.
”I can’t believe him..” Thomas frown and took a sip of his drink.
”He just despises you guys, that’s all I’m hearing.” Damiano scowled and rolled his eyes.
”We should just beat him, I’m tired of him!” Victoria suggested.
Bambie shook faer head and glanced at Nemo as fae tried to console them but only noticed their movements, they were still angry with the elder’s words. “I feel like I’m just being ignored and treated like a damn cash cow!” Nemo groaned.
”I cannot believe that happened to you, Nemo! I’m sorry that we have an asshole teacher,” Mustii furrowed his brows and gripped his drink tightly. “Such a bitch.”
”We tried! I tried! Hell, even you guys tried to tell him that but he wouldn’t even give a Fuck!” The brunet clenched their teeth but took a deep breath as they glanced at Belt with a defeated look.
”I understand how you felt, Nemo,” Vic sighed and leaned against the sofa, looking over at Raiven before glancing back at them. “It’s terrible to not be heard from, even by family.”
Nemo glared at Vic. “Even if you were forced to live with someone that has gone to prison.”
Before everyone could ask them, the brunet got up and walked out of the room, Silvester wanted to check on them but couldn’t got a word out before their sudden exit.
”Hey, Martin?” The Swede turned and smiled a chuckle as he saw Marko standing there with curiosity as he shut the door behind him.
“My greatest dancer..Marko,” He smiled before turning to a death glare. “Let’s talk Merci-con.”
Chapter 5: Operate-Operation
Summary:
Martin gets upset and fights with Marko; Eden watches the group practice and Nemo finds comfort in Joost to talk to him but is interrupted by Apson.
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”Hey, Martin?” The Swede turned and smiled a chuckle as he saw Marko standing there with curiosity as he shut the door behind him.
“My greatest dancer..Marko,” He smiled before turning to a death glare. “Let’s talk Merci-con.”
“What’s there to talk about? I won, didn’t I?” The Croat folded his arms, staring at him.
“Yes, that’s exactly the point!” The Swede yelled out, approaching him slowly before grabbing him by the neck. “You knew that those twins are the only ones to win! Yet you won in your soloist Divsion?!”
”Yeah I did won! So what Martin? I was the best dancer you could ever sent out there,” Marko frowned as he tried his best to control himself, he pushed him away. “Why are you so angry about that?”
”Because I’d rather send Eden out there and have her win over letting you ever win in a god damn competition. You’re the sloppy seconds of this group and you made yourself look better!” The elder leaned in as he scowled. “You’re just pathetic..I wouldn’t even consider you a leader.”
The Croat took a step back as he felt a terrible swarm of dread washed over him, he blinked twice as he couldn’t move at all, froze right infront of Martin. Great timing.
”So..Start telling me this, do you have any idea what people are telling me about you? You’re sloppy, unapologetic, and a disaster to this company! that’s what the judges told me, I knew I should just replace you instead of Apson! You can barely dance!” The older man screamed.
Marko couldn’t breathe but it also had been picking up, blood pounding in his chest as his eyes flickered left to right to just find an exit, he couldn’t speak over the sense of his chest tightening and feeling throat closing up. Martin didn’t notice it but he was still piss off. “Are you even listening to me?! Blondie!”
No response from the Croat.
”Blondie!”
”Blondie!”
”Blondie!”
With still no response, Martin’s brows furrowed as he clenched his teeth and yanked him by his coat and shoved him out of the room, slamming the door in his face. “You’re fucking finish!”
The Croat’s breathing hitched as he immediately sprinted off towards the bathroom, he hastily opened the door and immediately began vomiting, as the sour taste haunted him. His body sweating and shaking violently as he couldn’t stopped sobbing nor dry heaving.
A few minutes later.
“Move it! Let’s fucking go everyone!”
Martin yelled out as everyone got in except for Nadia, Marko, and Apson. The Swede groaned angrily as he shook his head. “Hey, Jere..where’s—You know what, don’t worry about it.”
”Hm?” The Finnish brunet respond.
”Where’s Marko?” Teemu asked.
”Yeah..where did he go?” Saba searched around the room.
”He was here this morning..did he—!” Raiven was immediately interrupted by the elder man raising his voice.
“Shut up! Everyone..he’s okay! Don’t worry about him! You guys are ruining our time to practice until competition,” Martin scowled. “Let’s work on the group routine.”
Everyone nodded their heads but they immediately noticed the elder man’s sight was on Nemo and Joost. “You two, blond and Brunet, go into the bathroom and just find him. He’s wasting a shit ton of time!”
“Okay..should we—!” Joost stopped as he noticed the glare on his face and walked off with Nemo by his side.
”Anyways, Eden get in the middle and we’ll go on from there.”
As the duo walked through the hallways, Nemo stopped and saw a person walking down behind them. They stopped and so did the Dutchman, with curiosity piqued, Joost turned around and saw Apson walking behind them.
”Apson? Where were you?” the blond asked.
”Martin’s acting weird..lately,” The dark haired folded his arms and leaned against the wall. “He pulled me out of the routine and Nobody like Eden or even Martin except for like..The rest of you guys talked to me.”
”Why?” Nemo asked.
”I dunno and there was a new person but they left, Nadia just quit instantly.”
”They left?”
”They didn’t talk to me but just warned me to watch my back..I think competition is going to be hell.”
”Marko didn’t show up for group routine..We have been working on it for..two days now.”
Apson shook his head. “If somebody gives us a sign that it’ll take longer than..strike me down if I’m lying but..I think something horrible is gonna happen.”
Nemo and Joost glanced at each other before Apson walked off into the restroom. “You think..something is going to happen?”
”Probably like a storm is gonna push competition to maybe next week!” The blond joked. “That’s what I’m hoping for..”
”Yeah..I hope so..” Nemo sighed.
“You okay?”
”I’ve been thinking of someone..”
”Who?”
”Silvester and how our friendship is going down the drain..”
”Why—Oh..because of rumors?”
They nodded as they leaned against the wall and sighed in disbelief. “I don’t want to lose him..I just want to be his friend.”
”I get it, Fish,” Joost darted his eyes to the ground but glanced back at them with a smile. “But it’ll be okay, I’m here to talk!”
”You’re not mad?”
”Why would I be mad? I understand how hard it is because..I’m currently working on it..”
”Really—!”
The door to the restroom immediately burst open as Apson sprinted out and glared at the duo standing there, he waved his hand at them. “Oh fuck! You guys get in here!”
They ran inside of the restroom and entered one of the stalls to find Marko, panicking as he leaned over the stall with a grip on the grab bar before vomiting once again. Apson worried as he glanced at Joost. “He told me it had been like a minute or so that he has been like this..It’s pretty obvious he’s not okay.”
The blond bit his thumb and slowly approached Marko, who slowly glanced up at him and tried to get up. “Hey, no no, Marko..Take your time.”
”I..I’m sorry, I should be at Practice,” the blond Croat sniffled and almost tripped over but Joost held him gently. “Fuck! I’m the co leader, I should just toughen up—!”
”Don’t say that! It’s not okay to ignore this..you’re trying your best, Marko,” Nemo helped him as well. “How are you feeling?”
”drained..and a little dizzy.”
”Oh god, Marko, this sucks..I’m sorry.” Joost frowned as he helped the Croat moved out of the restroom with Apson behind them.
”It’s fine..Thanks for the concern..”
A few minutes later, Eden watched the group routine as she stood next to Martin. She smirked as she glanced up at him. “So..is Marko out of the routine?”
”No..he’s still in but I’m making Jere the co leader and that boy is going to be put in a spot to not be seen, You know?” The Swede explained.
”What about the trio?”
”Oh yeah, definitely still in the Trio but..I just don’t know, I don’t want to pull it!”
”Hmm..I get it, Marko’s not a good dancer..Can we replace him with..Silmane?”
”No no no! I wanna keep him in but I just don’t want the attention on him.”
Eden nodded, she thought of a way and immediately kept it in her mind. “I got a trick, how about we,” She leaned in and whispered to him her trick.
”I like it, but don’t make it like you did it, Okay?”
”Got it.”
Martin smirked and shook her hand before glancing up and noticing the Croat sitting on the small bench with the others asking him questions. He sighed in anger and made his way out of the room, walking to the front office as the telephone ringed.
”Hello? This is mister Otserdahl speaking!” He cheerfully answered.
”Hello, Martin! This is the reckless World office, we’re informing you of some bad news.” The representative spoke.
”Oh? What’s wrong?”
”We regret to inform you that the Dance competition, Messed up world Dance, is going to be pushed back to the week after next week, meaning it’s moved to the April 13th.”
Upon hearing this new information, Martin smirked as he nodded and hung up the phone. He turned his head and signaled Eden to come over, who was standing against the wall while he was answering the phone. “So..no competition this week?” She asked.
”Nope, April thirteenth,” The elder replied with his arms folded. “That’s not important, I want you to get started. I need a reason for you to stay on top, got it?”
”Got it—!”
”Don’t mess with anyone else, just with those people that’s gonna ruin this company’s reputation.”
The brunette nodded until the Swede reminded her of one last thing. “Better get Kaarija to join you, I want him to win as well.”
”I understand, Mister Osterdahl.”
”Good..get to working.”
Notes:
Will Martin performance center’s reputation be destroyed?
Chapter 6: Camp Cocoon
Summary:
Eden slowly ruins the competition while others grow close to each other
Notes:
I think this is the only fluffy chapter or something..The group is finding comfort!! :D
Update: Nevermind you guys :(
ALSO YAY!!!
Some family relatives have appeared in this chapter!! WHAT THE FUCK IS DANCE DADS!!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“So..no competition this week?” She asked.
”Nope, April thirteenth,” The elder replied with his arms folded. “That’s not important, I want you to get started. I need a reason for you to stay on top, got it?”
”Got it—!”
”Don’t mess with anyone else, just with those people that’s gonna ruin this company’s reputation.”
The brunette nodded until the Swede reminded her of one last thing. “Better get Kaarija to join you, I want him to win as well.”
”I understand, Mister Osterdahl.”
“Good..get to working.”
A few hours later, the group went back to their hotel that has only a couple of miles away from the dance studio. The curly brunet glanced at the door that had Silvester and Mustii as their roomate.
”Hey, Mustii?” Nemo knocked on the door.
”One second!”
As the curly haired brunet stood there waiting, the door opened as the light blond smiled at them before stepping out into the hall. “Hey, Nemo, what’s wrong?”
”I..I uhm..I can’t take a nap,” They sniffled, glancing up at him. “I just don’t want to see him at the..c-competition..”
”Who?”
”I can’t tell you! I’m scared of mentioning his name..I’m scared he’ll get out soon!”
”Nemo, Nemo..hey hey!”
Mustii gently hugged Nemo as he let them sniffled and cried into his casual attire, he sighed and sadly grinned at him. “I’ll tell you this, If anything horrible happens, I’ll go out and find out who did it. Okay?”
”Alright..I’m still scared of him..” They sniffled.
”It’s okay, Nemo, I’ll help you out the best I can.”
Silvester peeked out of the hall and noticed them hugging as he heard the brunet’s crying out of fear. He felt his heart falling in his chest, he sighed as he felt terrible for them. He figured it had gotten worse for them again. He knew that he need to get it together with the rumors or he’ll lose them. Permanently.
Joost laid in his bed as he glanced over at Apson, he sat up and sighed. “I feel terrible..”
”Hm?” The dark haired raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
”Marko hasn’t been messaging me ever since his Anxiety Attack, did I do something wrong?”
”Joost..no no, maybe he just needs to relax. Besides..It was like a minute or maybe an hour so..it’s gonna take a while.”
”Okay..I just hope he’s okay..”
”Is Kaarija talking to you?”
”Yeah..Why..?”
Apson felt a sense of worry as he thought about how Martin kept him away from the group. He knew something was wrong and if he wasn’t in the way then he could always kept going and remove others slowly and replace new ones. “Go over to Marko’s place, now.”
”What?” Joost raised an eyebrow until the man gently grabbed his hands. “Appie..what’s wrong—!”
”Go over there, Joost, I’ll talk to Hans and tell him that you went over there.”
”You’re scaring me, why’d I go—!”
”Trust me, Marko isn’t in a good head space and possibly harmed himself, I want you to check on him.”
The blond Dutchman nodded and immediately grabbed a coat as he ran out of the door, ignoring him the middle aged man that turned his head and called out for him before the door shut. Apson walked in and glanced at the bewildered man. “Hans..let me explain.”
”Apson, he just walked out..what happened?” Hans asked with his arms crossed.
”His friend had an anxiety attack and he’s going to check up on him.”
”Oh..Marko, the blond Croatian boy?”
”Yeah, him.”
”I knew it, that poor boy is in traumatic condition with Martin fussing at him!”
”Hans, maybe it’s not just him. I just hope he’s okay.”
Few minutes went by as Joost made it to Marko’s hotel room, he pulled up his phone and sent him another message. One when he was at his house and currently in front of his door. He sighed and knocked on the door. “Hello? Marko, I’m here!”
No response.
Joost tried again with a loud knock. “Hey! Marko! You okay in there?”
No response.
”Marko..?” The blond’s hand shakily grabbed the door knob as he turned it.
Once he opened the door to which had been agape for some time, Someone must’ve had been in his room. Joost slowly walked around the dim lit room, glancing around to find shards of glass on the floor and Marko’s cell phone that had been placed on the ground, available to go through.
Something isn’t right here.
Get out. Call police. Find Marko.
Before he could put it up, He wanted to check to see if anyone messed with it but noticed a message appearing, he closely looked at it and saw that it was his text message that he sent before he entered. But what made it more alarming was that it wasn’t his name but rather, it was something else, it was sent by a Lover.
A lover that sent the same message as Him.
”Marko?” The blond immediately put the phone on his bed and ran towards the bathroom door.
He knocked frantically as he twisted the knob. “Marko?!”
Without thinking, he slam opened the door and entered to just stop and slowly glance down to find the Blond laying there, unconscious with a broken bottle just a few feet away from him. Joost trembled, he didn’t know what to do, he could just think of one thing.
Marko had been killed, drugged, or knocked out.
Notes:
Will this ruin Martin’s reputation?
Chapter 7: Mexico (1999)
Summary:
Joost is worrying about Marko’s well being as he called Nemo, Apson, and Slimane to come to the hospital. Eden and Kaarija get into an argument. And Stuntje comes to the company to confront Martin.
Notes:
Oh dear.. Stuntje went to college!!
{I know Bambie uses Fae/faer pronouns but I’ll Use They/them too dw!}
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
He knocked frantically as he twisted the knob. “Marko?!”
Without thinking, he slam opened the door and entered to just stop and slowly glance down to find the Blond laying there, unconscious with a broken bottle just a few feet away from him. Joost trembled, he didn’t know what to do, he could just think of one thing.
Marko had been killed, drugged, or knocked out.
A few minutes later..
*RING!* *RING!*
Hans raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the phone and picked it up. “Hello? This is Hans speaking.”
”Hello..u-uhm..Get Apson over here—!” Joost scrambled his words as he began sobbing hysterically.
”Whoa hey hey! Joost,” the older Dutchman began, noticing how erratic the blond act. “What’s going on? What happened?”
”Please get Apson..please!”
”What’s going on, Joost, take your time.”
With little time to panic, the Dutchman began weeping as he whispered to himself. “Marko’s..passed out.”
”What—!”
”Please go get him! I already called for help!”
Before Hans could ask anymore questions, the phone hanged up just as Apson was gonna head out. “Appie! Joost needs you and he’s in danger!”
”What?!” The dark brunet turned around.
”He’s at Marko’s hotel and he might be headed to the hospital.”
”What happened?!”
”I don’t know..Joost is a mess and he doesn’t know what to do. He’s not talking to me, he just wants you to know.”
With realization dawning on him, He glared at the elder before immediately running off to the front door. Hans sprung up and followed him to the car, stopping him. “Wait, what’s going on?”
”That son of a bitch.” Apson muttered to himself.
”Who?! Apson..can I trust you to be smart about this?!”
The man turned and glared at his elder care taker, his father figure that was worrying for him. “Martin’s going to pay for this.”
Before he could talk to him, The man got into his car and drove off to where Joost was expected to see him. The elder sighed and walked back inside to hear the phone ringing again. With curiosity, he picked it up. “Hello? This is Hans speaking.”
”Hey, Is Joost and Apson home?” The voice cheerfully asked with a hint of curiosity.
”Oh, no..I’m sorry, uhh..Stuntje, right?”
”Ah! Hans, yes! It’s me, how has it been?”
”I’m waiting for it to be over..I’m tired of this dance company.”
Stuntje began, ”Oh? Why? Is it terrible now?”
Hans sighed and shook his head, rubbing his eyes with a tired sigh. “Just come by here and I’ll show you. I have to confront him either way.”
A few hours later, everyone made it to the hospital, well..only four people made it as well as Bambie joined in. They followed the nurse and Doctor to where Marko was being held at. Once the they arrived, the doctors stopped and informed them.
”Who ever did this to Marko, must’ve been a fighter,” The doctor began to speak.
”Wait what, why would you say that?” Nemo asked.
”Marko had glass stuck to his arms along with knife wounds, which are small cuts and also with a test..we found Rohypnol in his system.”
“What?! Did you call police for this?!” Bambie asked, their fist clenched.
”Police will be on their way but for now, I’ll ask you some questions.”
”Go ahead.” Joost nodded as his heart raced hastily.
The doctor took a deep breath as he looked at his list of questions. “Does Marko ever suffer any mental health problems? Is he in any company? And does he have any relationships currently?”
The group shook their heads as Slimane approached the doctor and explained that they along with him are with the Martin performance center to which the doctor nodded and allowed them to visit Marko.
Once they walked in, Joost felt guilty as he glanced at Marko who was awake and glancing around the room. He glanced at his arms, bandaged and sighed to himself. “I didn’t expect this to happen.”
”I know..it’s okay, are you alright?” Slimane asked.
”Look,” The Croat began as he sniffled and felt tears forming in his eyes. “I didn’t know what to do! I was so overwhelmed by what was going on around me that..I thought it would be better to just do it.”
Nemo asked as they leaned in, ”Do what, Marko? You know it’s not your fault, right?”
”I wanted to just ease off the edge, so..I ended up thinking of Cutting,” He sighed, feeling guilt rushing over him. “I didn’t know why! I was scared why I was thinking of doing it but I ended up doing it!”
The blond glanced at the others standing around him but he focused on Nemo and Joost, who were scared for him as he turned and glared at Bambie. Shaking his head, he felt tears running down his face as he fidgeted with his hands. “Why am I so fucking stupid?!”
“You’re not stupid, Marko,” Slimane leaned in to Marko. “This is not your fault! Don’t be so hard on yourself..this doesn’t make you a coward.”
”I just wanted to..I don’t know..”
”Can you,” Nemo frowned as they gently held Marko’s hand. “Can you remember who was with you?”
”I think it was..Oh god, I can’t remember!”
”Take your time, Marko.” Bambie softly reminded as they smiled.
With a grin, The Croat tried his best to remember as he felt terrible about the situation. He could’ve sworn he remembered seeing a woman with long brunette hair with a streak at the end, her eyes cold with her shining amber color. But that was all he could remember.
”I think..I saw a woman, she sorta invited herself into my room and we chat a bit about the competition being held April thirteenth,” Marko sighed, his voice failing him as he almost wept. “She had..long brown hair and that’s all I could think of..Sorry..”
”Do you think Eden could have done this?”
That cold voice made everyone turned and saw that it was Apson standing there as he glanced at Marko and approached towards him as he pulled a chair and sat down.
“Apson?” Marko sat up in the hospital bed. “Why would you ask that?”
”Because, I think it was setting you up to fail at the competition! Isn’t it obvious? Eden is Martin’s favorite and who knows how far she’ll go to get that Win,” The Dutchman furrowed his brows. “I mean ever since she always win at every competition, she turned into this person with a Egotistical attitude that’ll scared anyone from getting a win! It’s obviously that Martin set her up to make you fail!”
”Eden would..never..” Marko’s body shivered.
”Listen, Marko,” Appie shook his head. “Eden isn’t the same as we first started out. Martin made her into this.”
The blond Croat began to sniffled and immediately burst into tears, gripping his hair as he couldn’t stop thinking about how once a friend that he could trust turned out into something that he was fear of. A terrible backstabber.
“Eden!”
Golan turned around with a hopeful smile as she folded her arms to greet Kaarjia but ended up dying down as she saw how worried he was. He glanced around as he slowly glared at her. “Didn’t you hear that Marko was in the hospital?!”
”Oh, how terrible.” Eden sighed.
”Is that it? How could you say that when our own teammate is injured?!”
”Are you suggesting that I did it?”
”No-I—Look! I think it’s strange that you went to his hotel room before that happened—!”
Eden glared at him and approached him to just grip him by the light yellow suit and yanked him towards her, causing him to worry a little. “Don’t you ever mention that again. Don’t tell anyone about this, you understand?”
”A-Are you saying that you—!”
”If you really care about me, then you’d stop talking about it.”
Kaarjia felt terrible as he couldn’t almost breathe or even say something. He couldn’t believe that she was revealing this to him. Does Martin even know what she did?!
”Come on,” Eden frowned as she gripped his wrist tightly. “Don’t you trust me?”
”Why are you like this?!” He asked angrily.
”Stop talking or I’ll get Martin to put you on probation.”
Jere felt terrible for making her angry, he just wanted to know where she was before and during the whole situation. He sighed and nodded, giving himself up to let Eden go. “I’m sorry..I’m just worried for him!”
”I understand but let’s keep it private, okay?”
”Okay.”
While the dancers practiced their routines, Martin noticed that he was missing some dancers. Angrily, he pulled Teemu to the side and put him out into the hall. He folded his arms as the blond Fin felt nervous. “Where’s my other dancers?”
”Marko’s in the hospital, sir..” Teemu answered cautiously.
”Great! They’re there when they should be in here! They’re wasting time!” Martin immediately gripped the Fin’s shirt and shook him. “Don’t they see the clock?!”
”Marko’s going to be out soon! He’s staying overnight!”
”Good. I’ll be talking to him when he gets out.”
”The others are visiting him too!”
”Are they coming back here?”
”Yes!”
Perfect. Martin nodded as soon as he pushed Teemu away to go back to practice while he went to the front office to oddly find The others arriving with Marko behind them. He wanted to Yell at them but he refrained as he waved at the dancers but Pulled Joost to the side as he slowly glanced up and saw Apson talking to a husky man wearing a red buttoned up with beige cargo pants along with headphones around his neck.
As soon as Apson walked in, he glared at Martin before entering the dancer studio. The Swede grumbled to himself before being interrupted by the blondish brunet walking in. “Hey! Are you mister Martin?”
”Why yes, that’s me,” Martin snarkly replied as he turned his head to glared at Joost before turning back to him. “Who are you?”
”I’m Stuntje, I belong to Apson and Joost as their friend! Uhm..Hans told me to come here for him,” He spoke flatly as he folded his arms. “How’s Marko doing?”
Martin stopped as soon as he mentioned that name. “How did..you know?”
”He told me that Joost called him, he was very upset and he tried to get Apson to tell him but he told Hans, so now he told me and I’m here.”
Joost poked his head up as he saw him, with a soft grin, he waved at him before Martin glared at him angrily, his teeth clenched as he signaled him to go to the small den where they stretched. Stuntje raised an eyebrow as he saw the elder Swede pointing to the den. “Uhm..he’s okay to stay here, he’s a friend of Marko!”
”Oh, yes yes! I understand but he needs to stretch, it’s a priority to stretch before class!” Martin nodded frantically.
”Oh..?”
Standing there with unrestrained anger, Martin excused himself and pulled Joost into the den and shut the door behind him. The blond Dutchman, scared that he messed up, took a few steps back before Martin slapped him across the face. “I figured you’d kept your stupid mouth shut!”
Joost winced at the slap. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know what to do..I-I was scared!”
He scolded, “If you want to be apart of this team, you’d do what I say!”
“I’m sorry! Please..please don’t—!”
”You’re the reason that I’m upset, it’s all your fault, Klein!”
”Please! I’m sorry!”
Martin gripped Joost by the hair, ignoring him yelping. “You have to keep this a secret, I’ll find out if you tell anyone. Don’t bring this up ever again, got it, Blondie?”
Holding back his fear and tears, Joost nodded. “I got it! Please..I’m sorry..”
“Good,” Martin smiled short before tossing the Dutchman to the ground like a ragdoll. “Now get out of my face, Boy.”
Without thinking, Joost ran out of the den and went out to practice with the others as he ignored the concern from Stuntje. Martin smirked before having a poker face on as he leaned in and glared at the husky man.
”Hey..Is Joost okay?” He asked. “I think he’s not feeling—!”
”I think you should leave. goodbye.”
Notes:
Will this ruin Martin’s reputation?
Will Martin performance center’s reputation be destroyed?
Chapter 8: So sick
Summary:
Competition is closer than before but Eden has unfinished business with Joost. Kaarjia and Apson began to notice the strange behavior. Nemo and Silvester get into a personal argument.
Chapter Text
”Hey..Is Joost okay?” He asked. “I think he’s not feeling—!”
”I think you should leave. goodbye.”
A few weeks later, it was the time that drew competition closer than ever before. Martin knew he had to make it hastily before the finish product could be shown to the crowd. He rushed everyone; he yelled, screamed, threw everything to make them go faster and perfected the way he wanted.
He even ignored Joost’s absence but he was curious of where Eden went.
He chose not to let anyone out; not during Competition Eve.
”Joost.”
Eden had him cornered, in that same bathroom where Marko had his severed panic attack. The Dutchman glanced around and blinked. “Hi, Eden, wrong bathroom-!”
”I know,” She stared. “I want to talk.”
I guess talk to her, Klein.
Joost nodded, smiling nervously as he looked around the room while holding back his breath. He chuckled sheepishly before turning away from the mirror. “Well..why not go into the hall?”
The woman approached him and gripped the neck of his black T-shirt. “No. You’ll just run off and that’ll ruin this purpose of just talking.”
“I hate it in here, Eden, it’s claustrophobic, that’s all,” The blond explained. “I’m sorry..”
“Why won’t you talk to me in here?”
”I-I just said that I’m-“
”No you didn’t.”
What?
Joost was confused. Didn’t I just explain it to her? What was going on? “I did! I remembered it clearly..Eden, I did told you..”
“Liar,” Eden rebuffed with her arms crossed. “You’re a liar, Joost.”
”No..I’m not..”
She smiled hesitantly. “That’s all what your people do, lie to get away from it, you lie to everyone. You’re Dutch, so what’s the point of trying to talk to you?”
”What..?”
”You have no idea how much of a headache you are creating because you spend too much time drinking and wasting away at chopping at your own hand!”
”Excuse me..” Joost tried to go around Eden before—!
”NO.” The woman slammed him up against the wall, her brows furrowed as she tightened the grip on his sleeve. “I don’t understand why you don’t trust me! You’re being rude to me, but I already known that, it’s your common trait.”
“I..I’m not being rude! I’m scared that’s all..you’re in my space..”
“Well stop it, you never had a personal space. I mean it, you’re being a baby.”
”Please leave me alone! I didn’t do anything wrong..did I?” Joost frowned.
”Yes, you did..you ruined everything! You don’t study the material and you’re so slow, but no offense, Joost..you know I would never hurt you!”
The blond Dutchman felt terrible, he didn’t expect this to ever come across him. He felt horrible almost as if, tears were pouring from his eyes. He just wanted to try his best, he wanted to make his parents proud of him.
Eden could see the damage.
”You know..I’m not being rude, right?” She made him look up at her.
“You spread that rumor about Marko and I..why would you do that?” Joost asked.
”Now why would I make up a rumor? I’d never do such a thing!”
”But..Apson told me you did—!”
”Who do you trust? Me or him?”
Joost’s body began to tremble, his hands shaking in fear. He felt losing his ability to speak to her, he tried to avoid looking at the bathroom lights. Something is wrong, very wrong. He felt like he couldn’t move without a command from her. His heartrate increased, he was slowly becoming lightheaded.
”Hey, look at me!” Eden screamed. “I’m trying to talk to you, is that so illegal?”
No response.
Doorknob. Doorknob.
”Look at me, Jesus fucking Christ!” A tight jerk at The blond’s neck caused him to look up at her, feeling fear overwhelmed him as his throat closed up and began to choke up.
Get the doorknob and leave.
“Didn’t. Your parents taught you to respect your peers? Because mine sure did!” She raised her voice, ignoring the fact that he was sobbing louder.
She ignored glaring at his arm, scratching it with bits of blood appearing before noticing it and snatching it. Which resulted in him jumping up and yelp at action.
“Who raised you to be this way? You’re acting like a baby, Klein!” The brunette raised her voice once more.
“I’m sorry..” Joost whispered.
Eden rolled her eyes. “I knew it, Dutchmen like you are so..pitiful. But I did it for your own good, you’re so Emotional and it’s making Marko hate you..actually, it’s making everyone hate you.”
Joost stopped, his heart dropped as he began to cover his face with his hands just as Eden leaned in to whisper. “I know about these things..Everyone thinks you’re crazy.”
In an emotional state, the brunette pushed him away and walked off. She left him to cry alone in the same position, next to the mirror. She turned to glare at him before scoffing. “This is why you don’t have Friends.”
Then she closed the door and returned to the dance studio.
A few hours went by as Nemo and Silvester finished their dance session, which lasted around two hours. During those hours, The curly brunet noticed that something was wrong with Them.
”Nemo..You okay?” Belt asked.
”Yeah..well, I guess you can say that.” They sighed, stretching their arms.
”You can talk to me, you know that right?”
”I know.”
Silvester flinched, he didn’t expect them to react like that. He was concerned for Nemo, they reacted like this during last competition. The brunet wanted to touch them, hug them, but hesitated as he felt something was wrong.
Joost didn’t show up.
Martin pulled Slimane from the dance group.
Saba was finished.
Eden kept getting more attention and more spots on the team.
Something is wrong.
“Nemo..Are you okay, be honest.” Silvester asked once again.
The performer sniffled once again and glared at him, they sighed and steadily sat down as their hands trembled. The curly brunet helped them as he held their hand gently, letting them know that he was there for them.
”I..It’s my brother, Marc,” They sniffled, a small hiccup slipped through. “He lended me a message while in prison..He told me that he wants to see me again. I just don’t know what to do..I’m scared.”
Slivester nodded. “What did he do, can you explain it?”
”I don’t want to get into it..I’m sorry..”
”It’s okay..I understand,” Silvester smiled. “I’ll be right here.”
”Really? You noticed him acting..strange?”
“Yeah..I did, why?”
Kaarjia raised an eyebrow. “Should we go ahead and check on him?”
”Yeah..sure,” Apson nodded. “You and I should go ahead and do it.”
”Definitely!”
Notes:
Will this ruin Martin’s reputation?
Chapter 9: I’m done.
Summary:
Competition is closer than before but Eden has unfinished business with Joost. Kaarjia and Apson began to notice the strange behavior. And guess who shows up to Martin’s office?
Nemo has something to confess to Silvester.
Notes:
Point blank
(AND YES, Joost Klein is my favorite character to write now SHUSH! >:(}
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
”Really? You noticed him acting..strange?”
“Yeah..I did, why?”
Kaarjia raised an eyebrow. “Should we go ahead and check on him?”
”Yeah..sure,” Apson nodded. “You and I should go ahead and do it.”
”Definitely!”
Slivester nodded. “What did he do, can you explain it?”
”I don’t want to get into it..I’m sorry..”
”It’s okay..I understand,” Silvester smiled. “I’ll be right here.”
Slience fill the room to the brim as Nemo sighed and glanced over to him with guilt. “Marc never was a good ‘step’ or ‘Half’ brother in the first place.”
Belt’s eyes lit up in interest.
”He did some things but he never hurt me, the only thing he did was..Stare,” They continued. “He stared and went on his way..not long till he got into trouble with school..beating and almost killing people who were trying to harm me.”
“He wasn’t a good person, was he?” Silvester asked.
Nemo shook their head. “No, he pushed a peer off a bridge and into a stream and almost murdered them! They could’ve drown!”
”What did he do to get prison time?”
”Uhm..”
”Take your time, Nems.”
The curly brunet awaited a response as he let them rest their head onto his shoulder. “He..He murdered a Stalker that was trying to stab me, he followed and kidnapped them which he just started to fight them,” Their voice shuddered. “He..He s-skinned their arm.”
Silvester was taken aback but stayed by their side, he didn’t want them to be alone with these memories of their Supposing family member. A few seconds after, Nemo burst into tears as they were on the verge of vomiting.
”I..I never want to see him again. Please, don’t let me see him! Please!” They gripped Belt’s arm violently.
”H-Hey Nemo! It’s okay..it’s okay!” He consoled them, holding them tightly. “He’s in prison, right? He’s serving a lifetime sentence, right?”
Nemo nodded.
”If it happened that He gets out, I’ll be here.”
Silvester leaned in and held them tightly as they cried into his shoulder, scared of the anxiety inducing thoughts of their ‘brother’ returning and facing them. “I’m sorry..I’m just scared of him..”
”It’s okay, Nemo,” Belt softly smiled. “It’s okay to be scared.”
Notes:
Will this ruin Martin’s reputation?
Chapter 10: 4D8 HRS (Teaser)
Summary:
Teaser!!
Chapter Text
Apson knocked on the door, concerned growing over him as he knew his intuition was going to be either real or just his anxiety messing with his head. His guts churned as Jere stood behind him, being there for his safety. The dutch knocked once more on the door.
“Hey, Klein! Are you alright in there?” He asked.
No response.
Is he dead?!
“Open the door, it is the restroom, after all!” Jere stated.
Chapter 11: Redemption? (4D8 HRS)
Summary:
Joost Klein whines up in the hospital after a terrible incident and rethinks about the Dance Company.
Competition is closer than before but Eden has unfinished business with Joost. And guess who shows up to Martin’s office?
Notes:
uhhhhhh…Sequel to Don’t Belong (Get Replaced)??? Maybe with Dance! Asia lore?? Also May Include Junior Eurovision later..But IDK
Chapter Text
Apson knocked on the door, concerned growing over him as he knew his intuition was going to be either real or just his anxiety messing with his head. His guts churned as Jere stood behind him, being there for his safety. The dutch knocked once more on the door.
“Hey, Klein! Are you alright in there?” He asked.
No response.
Is he dead?!
“Open the door, it is the restroom, after all!” Jere stated, sighing softly as he felt his nerves getting worse for him.
“Maybe he’s okay! Or..well, I hope so..”
Apson sighed and knocked on the door once more to let Joost know that someone was walking into the room. With a softened glare, He opened the door and began to observe his surroundings. Witnessing the dim lit bathroom before stopping in to find his blond friend, laying on the ground, unconscious. Jere and Apson stared in horror before they ran towards him and tried to help him.
“Joost!?”
———A few minutes later———
Martin scowled as he sat at the front desk, viewing over paperwork as he scanned through student to student, before hearing footsteps behind him. He turned and saw Slimane and Saba frantically worrying as Marko and Jere rushed through and opened the doors, letting in paramedics. Confused, he glared at the two with a smirk.
“Some sick joke you are playing here.”
“Joking? Joking?!” Slimane angrily announced. “Joost is in that restroom, unconscious, and you think it’s a joke?!”
“Oh..?”
“Martin, sir, Joost is our winning member! Without him, we might have to be placed sixth!” Saba declared.
“No worries, We have replacements.”
“That’s not the point! Aren’t you worried about him?!”
“Uhh..Okay, you two are gonna be in his place. Joost..He’s uhh..Screwed.”
“He has a DUO!” Slimane yelled.
“Okay?! What do you want me to do?!” Martin yelled back.
“We have to add in Apson,” Saba concluded. “This is the only way. The limit is five to six people, we have to cut people.”
“Cut?! Are you—!”
Slimane glared. “If you don’t start taking this seriously, Martin, I’ll have to start resigning.”
Martin frowned as he rolled his eyes and soon enough, sighed as he got up and soon went to the car. Letting Slimane grab his arm tightly. “Where are you going?!”
“Marko’s gonna pay for this.”
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*Knock!* *Knock!*
“Come in..” Joost rose out of the hospital bed.
The door opened as Eden walked in with her arms crossed. She didn’t have no sympathy on her face nor any care. “Do you think that act was funny?”
“Is that-!”
“Do not interfere with me, Klein.”
…
“You’re pathetic as you’re trying to pull Marko away from me. I just know what kind of a bastard you are,” Eden grabbed the blond’s arm. “Those scars, I can tell just what you deserve most, as the captain..you’re suspended.”
Joost stared at Eden with a death glare. “Is that why you hate me?”
“Huh?”
“You think I did this for Marko’s attention? Is this what you wanted? His attention and love? Yet you thought I was dating him!” Klein scoffed and began laughing at her. “H-How stupid! You’re literally a liar!”
Eden was taken aback by his response. Her brows furrowed before she was interrupted by him once more. “I thought you were a safe place, you and I were friends! But now since Martin changed you into a enemy..I think I should rethink my place, I don’t think..I really feel I belong with you, I think I should take my happiness somewhere I belong.”
Eden widened her eyes before her blood began to boil as she turned and sprinted off to where she went down the hallway and stopped as Marko stood there, speaking with Ferman, a Dance!Asia member.
A traitor.
“Anyways..I hope to see you once you’re safe, we really needed more diversity in our group!” He happily smiled before taking off.
Marko sighed, turning around and seeing Eden staring angrily at him.
“O-Oh..Marko, I didn’t expect you to be here too, listen..I-I wanted to talk—!”
“Enough.”
“What?”
“Eden, I know what you wanted to say. Confessing me your love despite all the bullshit you brought to me, you made my experience here a living hell. You expect me to accept it?” Marko shook his head. “You can tell yourself that your future is no longer a reality, I wish to decline it.”
“But—!”
“When did you ever love me? We were never compatible in the first place since you changed, I thought I could love you but I was wrong. Maybe I should return to my mom and dad..well that’s what I was thinking of doing until Ferman told me that Joost and I belong with them.”
Eden began to feel her body going cold, her future was leaving her and moving into an enemy position. “You can’t! Martin—!”
“Martin? Tell him I said expect to see him at the competition with Dance! Asia.”
Marko walked away from her before stopping and glaring at her. “Oh yeah! Where’s Joost, I need to tell him about Dance! Asia.”