I lost my @phandomphightclub bet so here take a very late @d-o-t-s / @lexovorus Brotp fic.
Another crash sounded through the Dennys. A group of lexx's have taken to spinning every available fidget spinner table, causing the food resting on it to go flying onto the walls. The lexx's cheered as they moved onto the next one.
The original Lexx and local au enthusiast Bug were supposed to be keeping an eye on the Dennys, and they were... in a sense.
Lexx was stood at the counter whining at the cooks to please get her a waffle. Halfaqueen accidentally turned said waffle into an omelette and when artistically-gay tried to cover the mistake with mayonnaise he got a tray to the face for his efforts.
Bug was staggering behind the chaos occurring, half yelling "okay, but like, how about an au where you calm down? Relaxation, chill out, stop screaming??"
Wes may not have known all the ghosts very well, but from what he'd seen they tended to have strong reactions to chaos, be it in favour or against. He glanced to the ghost next to him who could only sigh into her milkshake, not even paying attention to the madness around.
"Uh, Dots?" He ventured, "are you... okay?"
Dots hummed and lazily raised her eyes to him "Yeah? Sure I am. Why wouldn't i be?"
"It's just..." he tapped his fingers against their thankfully unspinning table. "You seem a little quiet I guess. I mean, we just found out who Vorus is? Don't you think this is the time to celebrate?"
"But.. Vorus isn't here right now. She's off, who knows where, with Tali, taking care of her." Dots mumbled "They've, they've always been together, heck, this is Talis lair and-and Vorus was the first person she ever opened it up to. They built this place together, created their own little phandom renaissance with memes and their bare hands." Dots eyes remained downcast. "What've I done? Chased after Vorus and their army of clones. Ripped off mask after mask." She raised her hand to gesture towards the lexx's in the dennys right now. "qlinq-qhost, cluelessintheusa, five-rivers, those three are all asandysgraves... I recognise all their energies so well I don't even need to solve their riddles anymore. I just... reveal them... then they deactivate. I had a bit of help but otherwise I was alone. Me verses Them. It was always Vorus I was chasing and, now she's revealed... she can go back to working on the Dennys. She doesn't need a detective anymore. Where does that leave me? My obsession? I dont know where to direct it now."
"You could always help me on my quest to prove that Fenton is Phantom?" Wes quirked an eyebrow. Dots narrowed her eyes and blew a bubble at him. When it popped on his nose a rainbow appeared with block yellow rotating text reading 'fuck you'. "Alright it was just a suggestion, jeez."
Just before the lexx army could reach their table, they stopped. Stiffening, the ghosts glanced amongst each other. One of them nodded and then they collectively booked it to the door. Within moments the Dennys was eerily quiet. Bug glanced around nervously at the mess on the floor and walls.
"I don't think a powerpoint presentation will get us out of this." Bug spoke into their hands.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Lexx began "I don't know about you? But I'm going to hold this Danno On A Stick in front of my face in hopes that nobody recognises me. Good luck Bug."
Wes was about to ask what was going on when the back door swung open.
"I Lived Ghitches! (Ghost Bitches)" Tali announced with open arms. After a beat of silence she opened her eyes, to be presented with the trashed state of the Dennys ("au where I survive this" Bug muttered on repeat). "Whats wrong? Did I miss something?" Tali tilted her head as Vic trailed behind her.
"Thanks for looking after the Dennys you guys." Vic licked some dumpling filling off the wall. "Just the way we left it, mmm. Oh by the way, dots-" Her head snapped up at that, gazing at Vic in wonder "Vorus is out in the stadium looking for you."
"Fo-for me?" The bubbles orbiting their form stilled and began to sparkle slightly.
"Yeah." Vic nodded and motioned towards the door.
Dots placed her hands onto the table and slowly rose from her seat. She kept her head ducked low, glancing at wes, before moving towards the door. The bubbles around her began to rumble and vibrate slightly as she picked up speed until she ran out into the parking lot, slamming the door behind her.
"So," Wes spoke up, "is anyone actually going to take me home?"
~*~
Vorus rolled the dumpling in her hand. "Well it's spherical but," she dropped it back onto the floor, standing up straight from where she was leaning over the fold up seats in the stands, "Still not Dots." Sighing, she went back to her search.
She was checking the inside of an empty food tray when her ears picked. It came from far away, but her ghostly hearing could never mistake that sound.
"Vorus."
There it was again. She spun around.
"Vorus!"
Squinting into the stands on the opposite end of the stadium, there she was. Running through the ectoplasmic air. Ghostly bubbles billowing around her.
"Dots." Vorus whispered.
She took off. Jumping down the chairs in the stands using her hands and feet.
"Dots!" She called louder.
"Vorus!" Was the response, as Dots vaulted over the stand and onto the phight stadium floor. Feet slipping as she regained her balance. "Vorus!"
Vorus kicked off from their end of the stands and flew into the arena. "Dots!" They squinted their eyes at the air resistance from their speed.
Even so, it was as is Clockwork himself slowed down time to a fraction of what it should have been, it was as though the distance between them wasn't even changing, no matter how fast they were moving.
"Vorus!" Dots yelled, though even that seemed slow.
. . "D̴̡̗̠̲̫̤̟͆̀̈́͗̐͂́̊̏͗̈̇̈́̇̍̈̀̀̎̈͘͝͝͠͠ ̷̨̡̳̞̱̱̬͚̥͉̣̝̫͇̼͈̬͍̣̭͉̟̝̖̜̬̰̳̟͙̝̬̩̉̍̐̃͂ǫ̷̪͓̱̫̤͙͚̝͖̜̼̣̭̜̩̺̮͚̙̾̈́̂̈́́̀̀̀́͛̏͘͘͜͝ ̷̨̢̢̧̳͈͓͕̭͎̦̪̪̭̖͓͔͖̤͍͔̃̀̀̌̋͂́͊͜͜͠t̶̨̡̛̛̤͉̯̞̰͈͛̎̈͋̀̀̄̍̐͋͑́́̓͊̍͐͘͘͝͝ͅ ̸̨̛͎̬̯̯͙̮͊̑̇͊̓̑̔̍̋̐̅͒̒̈́̌́̓̓̽͑̇̊̂̓̓̔͊́͘̚͝͝͠͝ṡ̴̻͍̤̟̞̫͙̣͔̖̋͊͜͜͝ ̷̛̦͈̼̬́̌̎̃̋̌͆̉̐̑̿̓̿̀̏̀̀̎́́̇̊̌͐͌̔̅͛͑͐̌̈́̒̎͌͘̕͝!̶̡̨̨̧̨̼͚̗̻͉̗̼̹̗̉̏̂́̽͐͂͂̏͐̈́̓̌̓̐͜ͅ" Vorus poured all of her power into closing the gap between them.
They met.
Finger guns were directed towards each other accompanied by a low chorus of "eyyyyyyy". Dots fought to stay standing. Vorus clenched her fangs and breathed haggardly, despite it being an entirely unnecerssary response. She was overwhelmed.
"You're back." Dots whispered, lowering her hands.
"Couldn't stay away." Vorus chuckled deeply. "What are you still doing here? I thought you'd leave after the reveal?"
"Leave? Why? I just- I wanted to be sure you'd come back safe." She tapped vorus on the shoulder. "Here you are."
Vorus reaches to hold the hand still on her shoulder. "Here I am... h-hey, I'm really sorry for like, running you in circles and-and plotting behind your back and-"
"Hey, hey," Dots interrupted, tightening her grip, "I liked it, I enjoyed it, it really was a lot of fun. N-now that it's over, I kind of don't know what to do with myself."
"You don't know what to do with yourself? Ha! My only purpose was being unknown. Being looked for, by you. Now everyone's looking at Vic instead, I don't- have a purpose anymore."
"No, no that can't be right. You're wonderful Vorus! You're funny and freaky and approachable. There must be something you can do. You can make people happy. I mean, you make me happy!"
"Really? Even.. Even now you know who I am?"
"Yeah."
Vorus disconnected their fingers and took a step back.
"Wow." She breathed. "Okay, then, new purpose." She puts her hand between them and clenches it into a fist. "Friends?"
Dots smirked and met Vorus' fist bump "Best Friends."
