Verbal Collision

                                    

                                          
a/n maybe this will hurt...a little. 
MARCY'S POV
Anne goes upstairs almost running, leaving Marcy alone with Sasha. Even Sprig and Jelly followed the curly haired girl, they smelled the nervousness between Marcy and Sasha. 
Marcy gives her a bothered gaze, acting like they're not mad. Like Sasha didn't leave them alone just a few days before. 
Sasha notices their fire gaze and she rolls her eyes, walking to the window, spilling water everywhere but as usual she doesn't care about it. Marcy puts their fists on their waists, looking at Sasha's back till the girl notices them. 
-What, Marcy?- She asks, bothered, snapping the tongue against the palate. Marcy furrows their brows. 
-Are you serious, Sasha? You're not going to apologize? For leaving me alone, maybe?- They suggest. All their pain transpires through their trembling voice. Sasha rolls her eyes, again and again. 
-Nah. You were so happy with those two strangers newts. You were fine without me, right? Look where are you now.- Sasha says, curt, and Marcy feels a strong pain because of those words but they don't give up. 
-Are you serious, Sasha? You left me because of your stupid pride! You couldn't stand the idea of not being the leader. And look at you, now!- Marcy says, crossing their arms.
-No, no. I remember another thing, you know?- Sasha leans at the wall, crossing her arms too. She's ready to fight against Marcy and Marcy has no intention to retire. They feel mad, strangely mad. 
They think of Anne. It's selfish wanting to have her all for themselves? They were talking to peacefully before Sasha came. Marcy closes their hands in fists. 
-And what do you remember? You're lucky you have been able to come here.- Marcy says, aggressive. For a second Sasha is surprised by their reaction, her eyes wide open for a second. Then she snorts, removes some soaked lock of hair from her forehead. She's not impressed. 
-If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure. I arrived here by my own, I found an army of toads and another human. So, dear Marcy, I think I made it way better than you. Where are your precious newts friends?- Sasha asks with a sarcastic smile, crossing her arms. She's satisfied by Marcy's astonished expression. They're trying to guess if Sasha is saying bullshit just to impress Marcy. 
-What? Another human?- Marcy bursts out, ignoring with a blush the hint Sasha made about the newts. They were still feeling bad for Olivia. Sasha rolls her eyes. 
-Yes, Marcy. Another human. And you? What did you find?- She teases Marcy, snapping again her tongue against the palate. Marcy blushes even harder and makes a step ahead, close to Sasha. They point their index finger on Sasha's chest. They hate the feeling of heat, embarrass and rage they're feeling right now. 
-Stop teasing me, Sasha! This won't change that everything happened for your fault! I did nothing wrong, I followed a logical plan!- They say, loud, Sasha pushes aside Marcy's finger pointed against her with her hand, snorting again. She doesn't look in Marcy's eyes when she talks again. 
-...you did it just because you wanted to be the hero to Anne's eyes.- Marcy opens their mouth. Come on Marce, say something! Prove her she's just an arrogant, self-centered girl! They think, but it sound like a lie. Sasha seems hurt. She walks around Marcy, leaving them alone in the room when she goes upstairs. 
Marcy slowly lowers her hand, still raised after Sasha hit it. They swallow back a sob and turn behind to the stairs, closing their hands in fists. 
-It's not true!- They say in a breath, no one is there to hear them but Marcy doesn't care. They dry off the tears before going upstairs, running as fast as they could. They enter inside the bathroom as a hurricane, almost slamming the door against the wall. 
Anne, kneeled down on the floor to search the towels inside a little closet, gasps for the suprise and hits the board of the closet in the hurry to turn back to Marcy. Sasha makes a step aside to be as far as possible from them, and squeezes mercyless Sprig to the wall. The bathroom is too little for them all. 
-Marcy, geez, I lost ten years of life...- Anne pants, grabbing finally a towel. -There, Sasha!- She says and throws it to the blonde. Sasha grabs it and starts rubbing her hair, purposelly shaking the soaked towel to wet Marcy. 
-Anne, come on. We still have to plan how to beat the LandCrusher!- Marcy says, nervous, as they make a step behind to exit the bathroom.
-I'm coming, Mar Mar!- The girl yells from inside the bathroom, Marcy walks a bit in the hallway and leans at the wall. They close their eyes as they hear Sasha and Anne laughing together inside the bathroom. 
a/n I hope y'all don't mind sasharcy angst :"3 they'll have to fix their friendship...
Thanks for 600 reads damnit😭😭 I'm happy y'all like this silly fic :")