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Part 27 of Pick-n-Mix One-Shots & Shorts , Part 67 of Pick-n-Mix Comix Presents — All Solicitations (Issues + Lists) , Part 4 of Royal Family Prospero
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2025-06-22
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Bellamy "Pretty Boy"

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Summary:

What if Bellamy had a fancy jacket with his could've-been club nickname on it?

Notes:

(6/22/2025): This is basically just a story scrap that could be worked into something else if I had the bother to wherewithal with it, but I haven't a clue where that went so this is rather it at the moment. Kind of just a cute scene with Bellamy and Tessa, outside the normal narrative.

Ostensibly it also has references to their friend group from the esrly Prospero's Call storyline in it, but obviously they aren't named here. Prospero's Call was one of the early and primary Solemn Graces spinoff in the original Sorrows Of Blackwood plans, due to certain character crossovers from the plans that became that iteration of the story, and it was always meant to be sort of just "two rich twins who love each other go on a road trip to find themselves", except sometimes there's plot and urban fantasy stuff...but it was meant to be a very personal story with lots of up-close moments between them and their friends and other characters (in contrast to Solemn Graces, which focused mostly on the lore of magic and the town of Grimstead itself, and Eighth Wonders, which focused mostly on weird monster shit), so maybe this can be part of that.

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Bellamy slipped into his jacket — denim, and blue, with a patch of a blue rose on the back, embroidered next to the words "Pretty Boy". He'd gotten it back in Fort Merchant, while trying to fit in with a club who all wore the same jackets, with different nicknames on the back, and although his entry into the club had never quite taken off, he still wore the jacket every so often and sometimes even felt as though he was beginning to earn a nickname like that.

Tessa came down the stairs as he stuck a comb through his red hair. "Hey, Pretty Boy," she said, noting the jacket with a glance. "Ready to go?"

"Should be."

"I'm sure they're all waiting for us, so hurry up!"

Bellamy sneered at her, fixing his hair. "Yeah, yeah. We'll get there when we get there."

"You look great," Tessa said.

"You too," Bellamy replied, and the two twins headed out from their door to meet their friends at the drive-in.