Sandy, and Pitch are BFF…???
OH BOY OH BOY, something from the "Wishing on a star au" or from my superheroe au!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIGHTY!
“Ganache” (“Wishing on a star au”)
Pitch still held the opinion that it was beneath Sandy to enter the Springtime Sweets Chocolate Contest. Even if he was acquainted with the Australian—Pitch steadfastly refused to call a grown man “Bunny,” but no other name had yet been offered—Sandy would be miles and miles better than him or any other contestant. On this, he would wager his tongue.
That anon knew what they were doing and I need more of this AU jfcWhat what what! This is pure gold
Okay, so have you ever read any of Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files? Because if you have, you know just how awesome necromancy X paleontology can be.
(“They say he stole the only known specimen of an Andrewsarchus skull.”
"Did he? Why? To sell it?"
"First, yes, third, no, second…he had some ideas about how to find out what it looked like when it was alive."
"But Sandy, what did he think he could do that others couldn’t?"
Sandy just smiles at Jack. “Not think, kid. Knew.” He laughs. “But you wouldn’t believe me if I told you now. If we’re lucky, you’ll never see anything that’ll make you believe what I could tell you.”
A roar sounds in the distance. Faint, but not faint enough.
"But I’ve never been that lucky," Sandy says.)
"May we keep it then?"
Awww yeah boy do I hate making comics. I could not keep these fuckers on model if my life depended on it.
I couldn’t resist terrified mermen though. The more I thought about them being simultaneously entranced and utterly afraid of Sandy had me giggling as I inked those last two panels. Pitch has already had his revelation, but Kozmotis was not prepared. Not for this.
He’s about ten seconds away from hyperventilating.
Not pictured: Sandy’s super hot tan lines. mmmm tan lines
