#royality fusion

Bim groaned as he stood waiting for Illinois to be down with this deal. He was watching from a distance, ordered not to have anything more than a single glass or shot of whatever the hell he wanted because — once again — he was supposed to watch Illinois’s back.

Fortunately for Bim’s attention, Illinois was done soon enough. But just before he finished up, Bim noticed two people walking in. It was two of the Sides’ fusions. Emile and Enigma. Enigma walked in like a person possessed by a thousand demons and a purpose, and Emile followed after them and looked at least a little uncomfortable.

The fusion raced over to the bar, ordered two steins of beer and immediately chugged both of them. Before running over to Illinois and just started talking with him as they startled bouncing in place.

Illinois looked surprised and glanced back at Bim a couple times. Bim couldn’t hear anything they were talking about over the music and other people but Illinois eventually let them pass and hovered nearby so he was within eyesight.

And the instant that Illinois stepped aside, Enigma began making a beeline straight for Bim. The cannibal gave the two fusions a suspicious glare.

“Enigma, buddy,” Emile began to warn.

“Hush, Em,” Enigma literally slapped their hand over the other fusion’s mouth. “I’m busy.”

“He tried to eat, Lo,” Emile reminded.

“I know,” Enigma scoffed dismissively. “The brainiac would have been fine.”

“He was going to be—” Emile said before shaking his head and adjusting his glasses. “You’re gonna[1] make me split up if I keep arguing in circles with you, bud.”

“Uhh, what do you want?” Bim asked, redirecting their attention.

“A date,” Enigma smiled.

Bim flinched and violently shook his head. “What?”

“Your cute face. My gorgeous self. A nice food truck in the middle of town. We can ditch Em and your nosy brother and if you find some fuckwad to kill, I wanna[2] take notes.” Enigma gestured with their hands as they spoke.

“This is obviously some kind of trap,” Bim decided in his mind. “Nah, you two are going to have to try harder to arrest me than that.”

“Fuck the arrest,” Enigma smiled, shoving Emile slightly away from him, Remus’s existence in the fusion injecting him with an inhuman amount of energy. “We can steal a cop car, and make it Abe’s car.”

“Now, wait a second,” Emile argued before Enigma grabbed them and moved the other fusion to stand next to Illinois and then glued the fusion’s feet to the ground with magic.

“Quit getting in my way,” Enigma threatened Emile. “You’re like my brother, you’re supposed to be my wingman.”

“Come on,” Emile pleaded and Enigma tapped their nose.

“What’s the punchline?” Bim asked in suspicion.

“I’m bored,” Enigma huffed. “You’re a cannibal, and I know the face of someone who’s bored as fuck.”

“You arrest me, I’ll eat your face off,” Bim threatened.

“Promise?” Enigma grinned at him.

“Yeah,” Bim glared at them, and ripped open a portal. It wasn’t the most stable and the edges of the portal were clearly struggling to stay open large enough to fit a person through. But Bim and Enigma ducked through it and were on the northside of Egoton. Leaving Illinois and Emile to start trying to track them down.

But Enigma and Bim already had a head start, Enigma treated Bim to a burger with a rare meat burger which Bim did appreciate. They ran around for a bit, mostly causing problems for the police or any random hero they came across. Bim using his smaller, more stable portals and Enigma using some invisibility magic and illusions.

After dodging Abe and Jackie, the two hid out in some back field behind some fences. They tried not to laugh too loud and give themselves away.

“Alright, you have to admit, pretty boy, that was fun,” Enigma plopped down on the grass as they looked at the smile on Bim’s face. It was a little damp, but Enigma didn’t care; Bim stayed standing though. The way the moonlight hit his face, mesmerized the fusion. Enigma wasn’t sure if they loved Bim or if they ever would and this would end whenever they got bored of seeing the underworld prince’s very cute face. But for now they had to admit that Dark had created a very cute young man.

All too soon, Janus sent Enigma an internal warning. Fun date night was over, which didn’t make Enigma too happy but they knew they couldn’t stay here with Bim forever. Even if Janus didn’t want out now, the fusion would naturally decay and Enigma would be gone.

“Deceit wants out,” Enigma sighed. “He’s not as fond of you as I am. Duke couldn’t care less either way.”

“Really?” Bim’s smile began to fade.

“It’s because you tried to eat Logic,” Enigma told Bim, lying flat on his stomach and looking over his arms at him. “Deceit took that personally, he’s still not on good speaking terms with Orange over it either.”

“You don’t care about that?” Bim asked, watching Enigma’s face for any change of expression.

Enigma shrugged, “Don’t know, I barely know Logic. I think he’s a bit of a stick in the mud.”

“I know what that’s like,” Bim rolled his eyes. His phone was going off, he looked at it to see several texts of Illinois, threatening to get Dark involved. He groaned and began texting back. “Illinois is calling the curfew police on me.”

“Hard to believe someone who no longer lives with you can control something like that,” Enigma chuckled, but stood up and tapped Bim on the nose. “See you around, hot stuff.”

“Careful, you start looking good, and I just might eat you,” Bim smiled at him before opening a portal and stepping into the Manor.

Enigma was able to hold themself together long enough to meet back up with a very angry Roman and a thoroughly disappointed Patton.

But the fusion as they broke apart into their two halves considered that a win anyways.

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