Agent 13-12: What do you call me anyway?
Agent Wyvern / Trevor: Flor or Ate Flor.
Agent 043: 13.
Agent Wraith: Florian.
Agent Bluenix / Nix: Ate, Florian, Flor.
Agent Shadow: Florian or Ate.
Peanut!Phoenix: Fe.
Sage!Phoenix: Florian.
Agent Spark: Fe.
Agent Smitten: Florian, Firelight, and a dozen other nicknames.
Current Legal Papers: Florian Marife Ambrose.
Reginald: Florian, do you see why I default to "Agent" now?
By order of mention, @phoenix-and-found-family, @the-one-and-only-043, @agentwraith, @silverdragon889, @agent--shadow, @stellar-collective, @definitelyunhingedagentphoenix, @agent-nor
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[There was dust all over everything. A ragity old sleeping bag was rolled up and shoved under the desk, the initials E.G.M written on the top in permanent marker. All the half eaten snacks were growing mold, which Reginald Crane sweeped into the nearest garbage can. He still had a massive hangover, but there was no way he was missing this.]
[On the desk was a photo. In it were three familiar agents - Agent 043, to the left, a massive smile on their face, Agent 13-12, to the right, their mask hiding their grin, and in the middle, Agent 014. The little sibling. They were clearly holding the camera, and were making the expression of someone who just got flashbanged and didn't know what to do about it. On the frame was a word written in red pen - Family.]
[Reginald finished up and saw the two agents looking at the photo.]
"... I know the answer already, but, are you okay?"
( @wyvchard @the-one-and-only-043 this is the beginning of the beginning 👍)
(Also, if it wasn't obvious, this is 014's dimension)
"You know, as spies, we're quite terrible when it comes to finding each other." Florian jests, a wry smile on her face as she looked around a lower floor, noting the lack of people.
"You're the one who didn't have a signal. Where were you?" Leo, also known as 043, texts back, also looking around for their siblings. "I can't seem to see you."
"I was at the basement. You can't hear me? I was calling for you." Florian, also known as Agent 13-12, headed up the stairs to the side, choosing to leave the dark basement area for practice as there was no one there, even with night vision on.
"I can't hear you, Ate. What do you mean?" Trevor, also known as Agent Wyvern, texts back, confusion clearly taking hold. "I can't see 043 either."
"Well, I'm loud enough the ushers are now looking at me." Florian looked awkward, carefully giving a wave as she headed up to a balcony view to take a picture and sent a view. "I'm on the bay 6 balcony. Near the railing?"
"Well, I'm there and you aren't here." Leo texted back, sending a photo for good measure.
Trevor also sent a photo showing the exact same view.
Silence flooded the group chat before Leo broke the silence.
"I'm in Wy's universe. We always go there."
"... I'm at yours, 043. I did ask if we can watch a theater play."
"I'm at yours, Ate. You're the one inviting us."
Florian can't help but laugh at the sheer absurdity of the situation.
"... My bad. I guess I should have specified which universe. I thought you two got late because of missions. I didn't think either of you will come."
"In my defense, I didn't see the text until after I came back from a mission, 13. I went as soon as I could."
"I did the same, Ate!"
"Whose universe are we going to so we can meet up?" Florian headed to somewhere less crowded to laugh the embarrassment off.
"How about yours? After all, you're the one invited us." Trevor replied, taking a seat near where they are. "I'll wait for you both here. Same spot!"
043, 13-12, and 014 all passed out on a couch and cuddling:
043's Reggie: *looking at the other Regs* ...Should we join them?
13-12's Reggie: I've got nothing else to do today.
014's Reggie, already in the cuddle pile: Way ahead of you.
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"Flor!" Trevor came to the desk with a smile, only to pause upon seeing their sister's expression. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong? What happened?"
13-12 shook their head, still shivering as they covered their ears with their hands. They were fighting so hard to stop the tears, shoulders shaking as the squeaks barely escaped their mouth. Their eyes stung as the air made contact with the small bites formed from the cracks in their composure. Their hands felt clammy in their gloves, damp from the inside and out.
"Flor? What's going on? You're worrying us." Slow heavy steps echoed in the room for a few seconds, changing direction or two. They opened their arms for a few moments. Mismatched eyes trembled as their sister did not turn their chair towards him. Still, they wrapped their arms around the elder in a tight embrace.
Their shaking stopped, head and torso nudging closer to Trevor's body. Their blanched face started regaining color.
"Flor, do you want me to call Leo?" They whispered, careful not to raise their voice to avoid startling them.
"... Please." They mumbled, burying their head on their shoulder as they took in a deep breath.
Gentle hands carded their hair, pulling 13-12 into a lull as their free arm embraced their sibling.
"It'll be alright. We're here for you." Trevor's fingers soon gathered strands, braiding the red streaks like they always did.
13-12 refused to answer, only clinging to their jacket tighter.
"Kid? What happened?" Leo rushed in, hair ruffled by the haste they went in.
"I think Flor had a bad day... or several." Trevor finished braiding 13-12's hair, eyes furrowing with worry as they turned to their brother.
043 soon approached the pair, gently prying 13-12 off Trevor to make them more comfortable, not staying in the chair.
The couch was a better option anyway.
"H-huh? Hi, Leo."
"Flor, sorry. Did I wake you?"
They gently shook their head. "No. It's... alright. Just had a couple of bad days. I think I'm running on fumes. Also, I did things that didn't turn out so well."
"What happened?" 043 adjusted their grip, seeing 13-12 squirming a bit.
"... I was unprepared in a fight. I botched a mission. I almost had it. But I only managed to barely escape getting captured. The intel was right there."
"We all have failed missions, 13." 043 settled 13-12's chin on their shoulder, patting their back slightly.
"I'd been stuck there for a long time. I think it's been days since... my Zoraxis... I had to take a few hits since it would accidentally reveal that something fishy's going on if I'm too unscathed."
"Did you get yourself checked?"
They TK'ed a small bag onto their desk, opening to reveal the prescriptions.
"How bad does it hurt?'
"... I feel so numb, not hurt." They mumbled, feeling the warmth from 043's body. "I should've... I really should've trained my combat skills more."
"Florian..." They sighed, looking at Trevor with a pained expression. "It's alright. At least you made it safely. We all have our limits, you know?"
"... I should've been-"
"Florian." 043 practically hissed out their name. "If you're talking about being stronger, walking away already showed it. You managed to get out of there."
Before 13-12 could make another retort, 043 had settled on the couch. "I'm not hearing you say another negative word against yourself, got it?"
"... Got it." Brown eyes brimming with tears met golden ones spilling with severity. "I'm not crying. I'm not..."
Leo's fists were clenched slightly, eyes meeting Trevor's for an unspoken agreement. "Would you like us to-"
"No! Don't... Don't do anything, please." They clung to them, preventing the other from getting up. "... I need you, both of you, to be with me right now. No going to Zoraxis. Just... us cuddling for a while."
"... Alright." They sighed, gesturing their youngest to come closer. "A cuddle pile, then." They smiled when the cuddle pile was formed, making sure the upset bird was in the midst of them.
"... Thank you." Florian smiles for the first time today, showing off the tiny dimples on their cheeks. "You two..." They settled onto the cuddle pile a bit more. "... Can we practice combat soon?"
"Hey, 43, I heard from the robots you weren't doing too well." 13-12 knocked on the bedroom door. "Your Roxy let me in but I'm giving you a warning just in case."
There was no answer on the door, causing 13-12 to worry even more. "Hello? I'm heading inside if it's alright!"
13-12 opened the door, only to see their older sibling curled up in the bed, dazed as the elder of the two's mind wandered elsewhere.
043's eyes were furrowed while they tried to keep their eyes shut. The pain was nothing new but it didn't mean it was any less tormenting.
"43? You awake?" 13-12 approached, footsteps light but audible enough to not cause their sibling to startle. "Ate? Brother? Kuya? Sis? You in there?"
They can only groan in response, trying to stop the whimpers escaping from their lips.
"... Should I call Roxy?" Their eyes widened, hand slowly hovering their forehead to feel for any sign of a fever. "Not a fever at least."
"13?" 043 muttered, golden eyes slowly cracking open. "N-no. She's currently working on something important." A cold sweat dampened their dark hair.
"Do you need anything?"
"Not really. I'll be fine. Just-" they dropped a bunch of expletives. "Just one of those days, you know?"
"Time loops taking a toll on your body?" 13-12's brown eyes softened, akin to sweet chocolate as they gently held onto their hand. A doting look etchrd on their face when they see their sibling nod. "Got it. Want me to be here? You don't have to do a thing. I just wanna be here."
043 only responded by holding onto their hand and clinging to them.
"I'm here. You're here. You're not there anymore. You're home." 13-12 whispers, scooting over on the bed slightly and slowly sat on the side to remain close. "There's no danger here. It's safe."
Memories of a better time soon flashed in 13-12's mind as they gently tucked away 043's hair away from their face after wiping off the sweat.
Before any of them realize, 13-12 started humming a lullaby. 043 was yet to understand the words but they know the phrase "tahan na", the root word for "home". A place of peace and safety.
The phrase a parent or older sibling might use to pacify a crying child after a nightmare.
Because it was over. The nightmare was over. They're no longer there.
The two Phoenixes were teary eyed by the end of the song before hugging tightly.
".... Thank you, 13." 043 clung to them, trying to ground themselves that this is now. They're not in that place, or in space, elevator, or even volcano.
They're in their bedroom, younger sibling in their embrace in the middle of the morning of a nice day.
