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Fanfic inspider by @thisbelongsto-nohbodys 's future owlphibia au. Please excuse the fact that I have no idea how Ao3 works, so it's all posted here.

CW: Somewhat-more-than-canon-level violence, blood, minor swearing, and blatant shipping.

Armoured Knightmare

It wasn't supposed to go like this.

When Azura Noceda had met up with her frenemy, Lily Boonchuy, she hadn't expected their day to end up here. It was just supposed to be a normal hang out. But Lily had seemed especially down that day, so Azura figured a short adventure on the Isles would help cheer the blonde girl up.

It hadn't been long into their journey that Azura had noticed a structure she hadn't seen before. It looked old. Really old in fact. It was some sort of stone structure, looking almost like the entrance to an ancient tomb. Azura, of course, wanted to leave well enough alone. Who knew what sorts of traps were down there to kill potential grave robbers? But Lily marched towards it all the same.

“Lily, you're being stupid.” Azura said plainly as she jogged to catch up to her friend. “We have no idea what's down there.” Cotton, her tiny white bat palisman, squeaked in agreement from on top of Azura's head. Lily just gave Azura a look over her shoulder before continuing on.

“Listen, we came out here to adventure, right? What better adventure than an ancient, unopened tomb in a magical world?” Lily drew her sword and jammed the blade in between the two stone doors, and began to push on the sword, using it as an impromptu pry bar.

“The stuff above ground is dangerous enough.” Azura stated. Now that they were closer, she could make out faint carvings on the door. It was hard to make out what they were trying to say, but she could make out some sort of orb with tendrils stretching out, an armoured figure, and a group of witches and demons tearing the armoured figure apart. While she tried to figure out the carvings that were faded more than the others, she was startled by a loud scraping sound.

Lily smiled as she managed to open one of the doors enough to get a hold with her hand. Grabbing hold with both hands, she pulled, grunting in effort as she moved the large stone door. “Listen,” she said once it was open enough for her to slip inside, “I'm going down there. You can follow me, or you can stay up here. Doesn't matter to me either way.”

Before Azura could respond, she saw Lily slip inside the crack. Sighing, she started following after the blonde. “Why are you acting like this?” She muttered, more to herself than to Lily. If the other girl heard her, she didn't respond. All Azura knew was that Lily and her younger brother, Percy, got into some sort of argument, and Percy had said something about how Lily would never be like her moms. From what Azura knew of the younger kid, he had to have been pretty pissed off to say something that mean to his sister. And Azura partially understood why Lily felt the way she did. Her mom saved the Isles from Belos when she was younger than Azura was now, and Lily's moms had done the same for that other world, Amphibia. Both of them were daughters of legends, who had a lot to live up to. But sometimes, it seemed to Azura that Lily was either going to be a hero or die trying.

As the pair trudged deeper and deeper into the tomb, Azura drew a small circle in the air, casting a basic light spell and holding the floating orb in the air above her open palm. All around were mossy stone tiles and carvings covered in various vegetation. The carvings were practically gone, destroyed by the ravages of time. Whatever story - or warning - these carvings told was unable to be gleamed. However, Azura frowned at something else she noticed.

“There's no bodies or coffins.” The witchling noted aloud. Lily simply shrugged.

“So?” The human girl asked.

“A tomb of this size should have at least a few. Or even offerings to the dead or something. But it's just the stonework so far.”

“Well, maybe it's all just further in.”

“Bodies, maybe. But offerings are left near the entrance, so that visitors don't disturb the dead.” Azura pointed out. “And we've gotten far enough in anyways that there really should be bodies.”

Lily sighed. “Well, maybe it's not a tomb then. So, there's just something else to discover down here.”

“That's what worries me.” The witchling sighed and pet Cotton, who was letting out small, nervous squeaks.

The two continued deeper and deeper, the carvings soon giving way to smooth walls. And then, the hallway opened up to a massive stone room, easily a cube 50 feet in all directions. Azura jumped and Lily raised her sword as, when they passed the threshold from the hall to the room, light spells activated all around the room, illuminating it. The entire room was empty, save for some sort of stone throne with a rusted suit of armour slumped in the seat.

Lily sighed and looked around. “All this, for one suit of armour? Seems overkill.” Lily took a step forward, but Azura grabbed her arm tightly. In the witchlings hand, she held a miniature harp, one of her signature instruments for her bard magic.

“Lily, we should go. We can find something else to do. Maybe we can hike up the knee, fight a Slitherbeast or two. But we should leave this alone and tell someone else about it.” Azura's voice was filled with nervousness.

Lily grit her teeth and pulled her arm out of Azura's grip. “What, think I can't handle a dumb suit of armour?”

“Lily, that's not what I-”

“And even if it is magical and animates, it's not like I don't know how to fight!”

“I know that! I'm just saying-”

“What, that you think I don't have what it takes?!” Lily got right up to Azura, gripping her sword tight, knuckles turning white.

“I'm saying I don't want you to get hurt because you're too angry to think straight, you idiot!” Azura snapped. She panted heavily as she and Lily stared each other down. Lily glared hard at Azura.

“Screw. You.” Lily said, and marched towards the armour.

“Lily, wait!” Azura followed after her.

“If you're not going to help, just leave!” Lily yelled back at Azura without looking back.

Azura felt a growing sense of dread as they approached the armour. Something was very wrong, but she couldn't tell what.

Lily got right in front of the armour, staring down at it.

“Happy? It's just a normal set of abandoned armour. Now, please, can we just-” Azura yelled in surprise as Lily swung her sword with a scream, knocking the helmet clean off and sending it clattering to the floor. Azura watched Lily for a moment, the human girl panting heavily. It was only after a moment that Azura realized Lily wasn't panting, but starting to cry. Wordlessly, Azura pulled Lily into a hug. After about a minute, Lily finally spoke.

“I'm sorry.” Lily quietly said. “You're right. This was stupid. I just… What Percy said.”

“I know. I understand. Believe me. I really do. But if you need to blow off steam, there are much better places than old, creepy tombs.”

Lily chuckled dryly. “Yeah. Yeah, you're right.” Lily sighed and stepped out of the hug, Azura letting her. She wiped away the last of her tears and sighed. “How about lunch instead?”

“Sure. But you're paying.” Azura said with a playful smirk, earning an equally playful chuckle and punch to the arm from her friend.

“I don't have any snails, dumbass.” Lily let a small smile creep onto her face.

The two of them began to walk out of the room, but the bright mood was quickly broken, both girls freezing in place as the sound of metal scraping along stone behind them. Slowly, and wide-eyed, they turned around. Behind them, the armour was slowly getting up from it's throne, it's joints creaking with untold years of built up rust. From where it had landed on the floor, the helmet was floating up and over to the body. With a dull, hollow clank, it landed back where Lily had knocked it from. The armour rolled it's non-existent neck, pulling a sword from behind the throne and staring down the two young adventurers with empty, hateful eyes.

“Lily?”

“Run?”

“Run!”

The two spun around and started sprinting towards the hallway they had come from. Behind them, they heard the animated armour rapidly approaching. Azura spun around and strummed her harp, creating a magic shockwave that she hoped would cause the armour to stumble. When nothing happened, Azura whistled for Cotton, who transformed into its staff form, Azura hopping on.

“Hop on!” Azura yelled at Lily, holding her hand out to Lily. Lily reached out and grabbed hold.

And then the sword came down on her back.

And Azura saw a spray of red come from the wound.

It wasn't supposed to go like this.

Azura pulled Lily up quickly, holding the now limp girl close. She sped off on Cotton, the armour chasing after them, though with the speed boost from riding her palisman, Azura quickly outpaced it. She blasted through the open door, skidding to a halt and placing Lily down gently on the ground before running over and pushing as hard as she could to close it, Cotton even flapping over to help her. She could still hear the armour rushing towards them, which only spurred Azura on more. Just as she thought she was going to be trampled by the running armour, she slammed the stone door shut, the armour slamming into it from the other side, but seemingly unable to push it open from its side. Deciding that would have to do for now, Azura picked Lily up and rushed her to the only place she could think of.

Lily was breathing shallow, and looked up at Azura. “Z-Zura. I… I need to tell you something…”

“You can tell me later, okay?” Azura said, wishing now more than ever she didn't inherent her mama's weak nerd arms.

“No. No, please. Let me tell you. Please.” Lily's voice was weak, each word a struggle.

Azura had tears in her eyes, her attempts to speak failing and just slowly nodding.

“I… I like you ‘Zura. I know… I know I denied it, but… I… I like you.” Lily admitted, her eyes slowly closing.

“Hey. Hey, you keep your eyes open, okay? Lily? Lily?!” Azura shook the girl as she passed out in Azura's arms. Seeing where she was heading, she burst through the door, nearly out of breath. “AUNT VINEY! I NEED HELP!”

What happened next was a blur. She breathlessly explained vaguely what happened to Viney, who took Lily away. Emira contacted Amity and Luz, who in turn contacted Anne, Sasha and Marcy. When everyone arrived, Amity and Luz checked on Azura, while Anne, Sasha and Marcy waited with Percy and Maddy, Lily's younger sister and the youngest sibling, waited for Viney to finish up with Lily. All Azura could pick up was when her Aunt Viney said Lily's wound healed without a scar. After what felt like an eternity, Anne walked up to Azura, getting down to eye level.

Azura looked at Anne with teary eyes. “I-I'm so sorry. I… I… I'm sorry.”

Anne softly smiled and put a comforting hand over Azura's. “Hey. Don't be. Lily told us what happened. You saved her, Azura. Thank you. So much.” Anne softly pulled Azura into a short hug. “Now, Lily says she wants to talk to you about something.”

Azura nodded, getting up and walking past the rest of Lily's family. Sasha looked over at Azura as the witchling passed by and mouthed a silent “Thank you,” before going back to keeping their youngest daughter occupied.

Azura entered the room where Lily was lying in a bed. Already, the human girl looked much better. Azura took a seat beside Lily.

“So… um… your mom said you wanted to talk to me?” Azura shifted awkwardly in her seat, unsure if Lily remembered what she had said on the way here. Lily nodded.

“First off, thanks. And… And you were right. We definitely shouldn't have gone down there.”

Azura sighed softly. “While you're right, I probably should have done something more to stop you. But what's important is that you're okay now.” She smiled softly.

Lily nodded. A small blush formed on her cheeks. “And… um… I meant what I said. On our way here.”

It was Azura's turn to blush, her face going as red as a tomato. “O-Oh. Um. O-Of course. I… I just wasn't sure if you remembered.” Azura shifted awkwardly again. “Um…” Azura sighed, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked Lily in the eyes. “I… I think I like you too, Lily.”

Lily's blush grew even brighter. “So… what does that mean for us?”

Azura took a deep breath. “I… I think this means… We take it slow. One date at a time. And see where we go from there.” Azura took Lily's hand with a smile. Lily smiled back.

“I think I can deal with that.”

From the doorway, Percy laughed. “Called it!” He received a pillow to the face from his sister for his troubles.

~Fin~

#the owl house #amphibia #azura noceda #lily boonchuy #anne boonchuy #sasha waybright #marcy wu #sashannarcy #luz noceda #amity blight #lumity #toh viney #emira blight #vinera #lizura #thisbelongsto-nohbodys

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suncollar · 2 years

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with the water lilies

#amphibia #amphibia fanart #amphibia anne #amphibia anne boonchuy #anne boonchuy #amphibia anne boonchuy fanart #water lilies #digital art #digital illustration #art on digital

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amphibia-a-day · 6 months

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Day 890 of Amphibia Screenshots

Episode: Lily Pad Thai

#Amphibia #Lily Pad Thai #Amphibia Lily Pad Thai #Anne Boonchuy #Sprig Plantar #Polly Plantar #Hop Pop #Hop Pop Plantar #Hopediah Plantar #Stumpy #Amphibia Screenshots #Amphibia Screenshot

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flower-boi16 · 1 month

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Thank god Lily Orchard hasn’t gotten her slimy hands on Amphibia aside from that brief bit of slander in one of her videos

I've been thinking about what kind of takes Lily would have on Amphibia if she ever decided to make a big "Amphibia is Garbage and Here's Why" Video...so...just for "fun", let's come up with what "critiques" of Amphibia Lily would have.

Lily would say that Season 1 is the best season of the show due to it focusing on episodic adventures and say that Season 2 is bad due to it being more story-driven, and she would like 3A because it went back to the fun episodic stuff, and dislike 3B because of it going back to the story-driven stuff.

She would go on a whole stupid tangent about "serialization vs episodic shows and how you need to pick one and be both" and how Amphibia suffers from being serialized cuz "serialization & it's tropes bad", and that it should have stayed episodic.

She would demonize Marcy and especially Sasha for their bad actions despite them being complex and well-written characters. She would consider them "evil, bad people" and ignore all nuance to their actions.

She would hate Andrias for the same reasons.

She would favor the plantars more than Sasha and Marcy due to them being apart of the episodic half of Amphibia.

She would fine Anne boring (I dunno what "critiques" she would have for her)

If y'all have more ideas leave them in the replies!

(Though yes, thank god Lily never touched Amphibia because WE ALL KNOW her takes would've been awful)

#lily orchard #amphibia #sasha waybright #marcy wu #anne boonchuy #hop pop plantar #sprig plantar #polly plantar #king andrias

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transfemswagbracket · 1 year

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#losers rematch #transfemswagbracket #tavros nitram #chihiro fujisaki #june egbert #j egbert #zoe monster prom #lily hoshikawa #anne boonchuy #mizuki akiyama #grell sutcliff #homestuck #danganronpa #monster prom #zombieland saga #amphibia #project sekai #black butler

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iska48s · 9 months

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Lily

#fan art #artists on tumblr #digital art #fanart #anne boonchuy #amphibia anne #amphibia #amphibia fanart #anne is just really pretty #and i love her #and shes the best #we stan anne on this blog #also lily symbolism but that's whatever

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iersei · 2 years

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Day 16: Meal

Wartwood's first frog-Thai fusion restaurant

Frogtober Prompts

Prompts created by @boobchuy

✧Taglist✧

@reyraccoon @midnightcrossroads @yourpersonaltimebomb @darcysd20 @hey-its-puddlesock @arcadiii @your-local-hurt-comfort-junkie-1 @eggsbaconbread @gayfrogcoven @starryemeralds @banyanas @marcy-wu-on-the-brain @clumsy-artsy @valipad @sapphicinthewild @stormy-space-jellyfish @saturniidd @aldriix @dodelidoo

#amphibia #frogtober #amphibia frogtober #anne boonchuy #stumpy #lily pad thai #do y'all ever think about how anne brought thai food to amphibia #and how stumpy still serves the thai food recipes she shared with him #do you ever think about that #because i do. all of the time.#anyway #tossing my art into the void

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askthemysterkids · 6 months

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How would you rate their pain tolerances?

Dipper: A freaking wolf chewed on his leg. He feels NOTHING!

Mabel: She has a pretty high pain tolerance seeing as how she bedazzled her face. Ow.

Coraline: She played Hockey I think? She should have a decent pain tolerance. Especially when she is on adrenaline.

Wybie: I think he has an average pain tolerance but I am willing to discuss this one. His posture makes me question it…

Norman: This kid got freaking shocked and fell from the roof and got up to keep going to save the day! Chuck him up there with Dipper and Mabel!

Neil: I want to say he has a low pain tolerance. He can get stuff done if he’s hurting, but most of the time he’s done for if the task isn’t important.

Raz: Boy is a circus acrobat. I don’t think his pain tolerance is low. Not as crazy as the Pines Twins, but he can handle some pain.

Lili: I think she is around Wybie level? Maybe a touch higher.

Wirt: I think he has a decent pain tolerance. It’s not insanely high or anything but Wirt trips and falls a lot, gets smacked by stuff, jumps through boarded windows, stuff like that, and just gets back up like it was next to nothing. That takes some tolerance.

Greg: Greg doesn’t deal with that stuff as much, in fact if you look in the show, Wirt protects Greg during some of that stuff like the window. Greg does have some tolerance though as you can tell in episode one. I think he has a lower tolerance due to his age, but I don’t think it’s zero.

Anne: She’s got to have a decent tolerance, or an ability to push through pain. She was walking around Amphibia with one shoe!

Marcy: Her tolerance has got to be higher. Maybe like Wirt. She’s clumsy and probably has walked into a locker. Also there is the axolotling…

Sasha: She probably has Pines Twin pain tolerance or a bit lower.

Luz: This girl I think has a Dipper level pain tolerance. I don’t remember why, but something makes me think she does.

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ismaet · 2 years

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Presenting... the four Amphibia AUs I have going on while my brain tries to restart the Encanto part of my soul!

(Like seriously, I am not abandoning Housekid- it's just that my brain literally would not produce the Juice for it. So, Amphibia for now, folks! Hold on to your butts, and may Frog help me!)

A. HEARTY WIT - my very first Amphibia AU! Born out of my intense desire to have a Swap AU where Anne actually reforms the Tower instead of it changing her because duh there's a reason she's Heart AND where Marcy pushes Wartwood to an age of magitech and causing all the youth of the town to be smarter than any other youths in Amphibia because Big Sister Marcy showed us how we can kill you with paper and a leaf and we will not hesitate to do so.

Also, Marcy and Sprig Soulswapping as they grow up is just poggers man. Anne gets two friends for the price of one, Marcy gets a family that actually cares for her, and Sprig gets Mr. and Mrs. Boonchuy as parents early on! (Because how could you not notice your daughter's best friend occasionally having hair made of green ethereal clouds or act like a completely different child signaled only by changing eye colors?) It's a win-win!

Sasha, bitch, I'm sorry in advance.

B. ONE WORD IS ENOUGH FROM A BRIGHT GIRL - my second Amphibia AU! Born from wanting to give Marcy the dad she absolutely deserves- one that could match her brains and understand her in a way no one else ever could.

I mean come on! These two were the best pair of brainiacs before True Colors like Jesus Christ Andrias was one more month away from saying his very first Dad Joke. Also they're both gamers. Also they're both holders/chosens of the Wit Stone. Also they both betrayed their friend groups in some way. I'm already both excited and dreading for the chapter where they confess to each other- Marcy with her Truth and Andrias with the whole Core business -and then plan on how to make up for their shortcomings as well as figure out a way to off a God.

(Marcy would totally make a diss track about the Core and Aldritch and Andrias would have to use the will of Atlas himself to not listen to it 24/7. )

Anne, sweetie, you're about to be Andrias' kid-in-law and you better ready your ass because this man just recently opened up his heart for the first time in a thousand years- you better believe he's got some spoiling to make up for. It'll probably get worse when he finds out you're an honorary Plantar. I can already imagine his booming voice going-

"Oh, come on, Leiflet! Are you really going to settle for that? My Eftlet deserves better! Try this one instead- it's her favorite shade of green!"

"Your Highness please this is the 56th suit you've made me try on I'm dying-"

C. BLUE-GREEN PARENTING - the AU that went hand-in-hand with OneWord! Born solely to torture Annarcy with their own daughter and literally nothing else.

Like, the most frequent images that come into being in my head in reference to this AU are just Anne and Marcy perpetually red-faced and Lily just cackling in the background.

Also, Anne desperately saving Lily from falling off a flight of stairs, getting eaten by a mantis, and sinking into quicksand because she was distracted by her surroundings and/or writing in her journal is one of the main driving concepts of this AU. Anne's got TWO super smart Idiots now and oh boy is it gonna be a ride.

And I'm not exaggerating. Lily has Anne's face and personality (As well as the Boonchuy curse of always loosing the left shoe and could only be offsetted by wearing mismatched pairs), but she has Marcy's on everything else. Energy, Passion, Intelligence, Stims, the ability to go into the Zone,- she's basically Marcy with Anne's confidence. That's an (unintentional) devilspawn right there- God Bless, Anne!

Also- what? What are you talking about? How's True Colors gonna go? Well... All I can say is that I am totally not lying in saying I'm not gonna traumatize a 5 year old. I frogging swear.

Also Also, Sasha? Sorry not sorry!

D. PLANTAR BEAST - my final Amphibia AU! For Now! Because we all know how quickly AUs form! Born to literally only have Feral Anne but not to the point of loosing her humanity! She's a frog, but she's also human, so oh boy, better watch out! We've got a predator with the movement of Prey- you can't run, that's for sure!

Also, it always bothered me that we didn't get any episodes about the Plantars teaching Anne how to survive Amphibia. The closest we got was that Bog Vlog where they taught US how they hop, and that's about it. Like seriously- nobody thought to train after the disaster of Toad Tax? They got lucky with Combat Camp teaching Anne how to swordfight for Reunion, but if what if they hadn't? If Hop Pop took them with him? Anne would've lost immediately to Sasha.

And so thus, Plantar Beast. Sprig teaches Anne how frogs fight and move, her powers activate early because she's always in danger- she gets frog parts because she's Heart and her heart says she wants to have those frog parts -as well as causing the side effect of activating dormant human predatory instincts. This simple change, this simple decision to train, causes absolutely massive ripples in the story.

Like for example- Sasha doesn't fall, because Anne has a long ass tongue and the jumping ability of a god. That alone changes all of Season 2, yeah?

Also, no shame, the moment I realized Anne will have her tongue during Reunion, I immediately had her bitchslap Sasha in the Outline. It was absolutely needed.

So anyway, that's all of them! For now! Feel free to ask questions, leave comments- those will definitely help my outlines develop.

Thanks for reading!

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softredribbon-kins · 1 year

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Anne Boonchuy with frogcore themes for 🍜 anon !

#kin #aesthetic #kinblr #*moodboard #anne boonchuy #anne boonchuy kin #Amphibia #amphibia kin #amphibia anne #cartoon kin #animated kin #frogs #green #water #lily pads #ponds #🍜 anon

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thisbelongsto-nohbodys · 1 month

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A follow-up sequel to the previous comic of the Calamity Siblings' baby pictures being shown (that so many ppl wanted a sequel to)

#amphibia #the owl house #luz noceda #amity blight #lily boonchuy #azura noceda #my art #ink #sketch

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spookysjumpscaremansion · 2 years

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#sixfanarts #nurse bendy #kindergarten lily #asuka langley fanart #spookys house of jumpscares #anne boonchuy #max caulfield #moral orel fandom #kindergarten #evangelion fanart #amphibia fanart #life is strange #art #fanart #digital art #ibispaint art #fandom

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shouta-edits · 4 months

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"If it's alright, could you make a ship mood board of Hop Pop and Anne Boonchuy from Amphibia? I'd like it to involve lily pads, one sided pining, bugs, being secretive, and cooking! Thanks! :3" -anon requested

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wil-is-done · 1 year

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Leftovers

Summary: Another world-altering event, another group of children left to pick up the pieces. One girl, in particular, might still play host to a malevolent entity. The MK and the Psychonauts send in Raz and Lili to investigate.

Word Count: 2.077

Raz always finds the droning thrum of the Psychonauts’ jets to be oddly therapeutic, but maybe that’s simply a symptom of cabin fever speaking, caused by spending far too much time of his life sitting in one. But, until someone invents instant teleportation or portal tech that doesn’t involve horrific mutilations, the jets are the only reasonable option.

“What was that about mutilations?”

Raz shrugs at his partner, seated beside him. “Eh, nothing. Just mind ramblings.”

Lili stares for a moment more, before her eyes return to the windshield ahead.

Just in time for the jet to descend below the clouds and an iconic sign rises into view. A tad scorched and bent, but still easily recognizable.

“Kinda wild that we’re globetrotting agents, and I’m pretty sure I’ve only been to L.A., like, five times,” Raz says.

“It’s the Mecca of entertainment, not of apocalyptic horror.”

Raz breathes a chuckle. “One more way Hollywood lies to us.”

Lili wills the jet to bank left – a nearby parking lot looks just empty enough to park an aircraft on.

“Still think it’s complete bull how the gang shunted this onto us.” Raz stretches his legs, get the blood flowing again.

“Suck it up.” A flick of the wrist, and the jet rights itself above the lot, drawing dozens of eyes. “We had no choice. The mess over on the other Coast is… substantial.”

“Dipper got to pick.” Raz hops to his feet, bouncing on his heels. “I wanted the train.”

“And instead, you got the frog brain.” Even as she starts lowering the jet, Lili smirks up at him. “Life on this bitch of an Earth.”

Raz leaves the cockpit, but not before replying with a wry smile, “Weird, wild bitch of an Earth.”

“You two need something?”

The blonde one – Sasha – speaks first, after an age of the trio silently gawking at Raz and Lili’s approach.

“Miss Boonchuy, Miss Waybright, Miss Wu. Hello,” Lili greets, because she gets to go first, like they planned. “I am Agent Lili Zanotto, this is Agent Raz Aquato. We are with the Psychonauts.”

“Sup,” Raz adds.

Lili exhales through her polite smile.

Eight years. You’ve been an agent for eight years, Raz.

Raz’s smile curls wider.

And I still got it.

“You know us?” Another asks – Anne. She steps as if to shield her friends, born from instinct.

Lili maintains the cordial air. “Hard not to. You were responsible for some pretty incredible things.”

The spark shines in their eyes nearly all at once. A familiar look for a familiar feeling. The realization that when your world is turned upside down, you can’t ever really turn it rightside up. Have they reached acceptance? Probably not.

One of the girls at the back – Marcy, the person of interest here – seems especially spooked. Whispers of fleeing plague her surface thoughts. Might be time to step in.

“Also, we met. Hi again.” Raz waves at Anne.

Anne blinks, glances at her friends, then back at Raz. “We did?”

“Yep. Spent most of the time deeply apologizing for the stuff that X guy did. Sorry about that, again,” Raz says, adding a cringe. Then, for some humor. “I’m also the dingus who got his ass swatted out of the sky.”

“Oh dang, that’s you.” Anne’s jaw drops. “You’re still alive?”

“Eh. Been through worse.”

“Cool. Heartfelt reunion. Boutta bawl my eyes out.” Sasha’s turn to step in front of her friends, gaze narrowed and cold. “Now what do you government stooges want?”

Looks to be on the same wavelength as Lili. Raz nearly giggled.

“We are here because of your friend, Marcy.” Lili chooses her words carefully, clinically. “She was… cerebrally compromised, wasn’t she?”

Silence creeps out from the tree shades and overtakes this corner of the park. Anne and Sasha look towards each other, eyes lost, before both turn to the stone-faced Marcy.

“Was,” Marcy speaks, finally. “It’s gone now.”

“And we’re with you on that. We are sure it is,” Lili says. “We just want to make sure. A hundred percent sure. As Psychonauts, we can help you with that.”

Marcy’s tone is slow. “Help how?”

“We have a special device that allows us to enter a person’s mind. With your permission, we can easily hop in directly and have a look around. Nice and simple.”

Marcy is quiet, but not at all calm. Even without skimming her surface thoughts, Raz can tell.

“You want… to be let in?” Her voice drops lower and lower, like the shoreline receding before a tsunami. “You think, after what I’ve been through, I’ll ever let the door open again?!”

“Miss Wu, I promise the process is-”

The wave rushes back in full force. Marcy spins and runs off. Anne and Sasha don’t waste a second to follow her. Lili, cut off with her mouth agape, exhales a growl.

“You’re bad at teenage-girling.”

“Sorry I had to kill the girl to become the agent,” Lili retorts. “Where’s a Norman when you need one?”

“Norman’s better, but I’m not sure how effective he’d be to three teenage girls.”

“Good point.” Lili slides open her phone. “Where’s a Mabel when you need one?”

Not how Anne thought her day would go, but it never does ever since her thirteenth birthday. They caught up to Marcy at the edge of the park, faking a neutral face and steady hands. Anne wanted to push, but that scar is too raw, too fresh, for all three of them, so she zipped her lips for now. It’s almost lunchtime anyway, and she already promised earlier the day’s special at Thai Go.

“Alright, girls, mind cleanse,” Sasha says as she drops their plates on the table, sitting opposite Anne. “The past hour? We don’t see it. Never happened.”

Marcy, next to Sasha, is clutching her head, eyes closed. “Trying here, trust me.”

Still, something nags at the base of Anne’s memory. “But don’t those two look familiar, though?” she wonders aloud. “Feels like a pair of faces we’ve all seen before.”

“Pair of feces, more like. Eyoo!”

“Sash, serious. It’s right there, tip of my tongue, just need to brain harder…” Anne clenches her eyes shut, massaging her temples, trying to squeeze some good brain juice to spit out the name she needs. And it works. “The Mystery Kids!”

The name jolts her friends to attention. It’s a current that connects to the memory, connects to breaking newsreels, bold article headlines, and viral clips. Anne can see in their eyes, they recognize the name.

“Gotta be them! Those folks who legit saved the world a bunch of times.” Anne reaches across to grasp Marcy’s shoulders. “Marce, if they think something’s up-”

Marcy shrugs off her hands. “So what? We saved two at the same time, and no one gave us a degree or a certificate or anything. We’re still in middle school, they look like they’re in college. What qualifications do they have?” She hugs herself, suddenly so small. “For one last time, let’s just do what Sasha says, forget about it all, and just have lunch with- you!”

Mid-step, midway through Thai Go’s front door, a pair of Psychonaut agents pause. The goggled one points at himself. “Us?”

Sasha shoots out from her seat, spoon and fork on each hand like her old swords. “Case you didn’t know, stalking’s a crime.” She twirls the utensils, falling into a practised stance. “Or are you the types that think you’re above silly things like laws?”

“This is a restaurant. It’s lunchtime.”

“There are over 30.800 restaurants in Los Angeles. To have both our groups choose the same one is a statistical improbability!” Marcy rises and points at the agents like that fruity attorney. “You have a likely cause and intent. Now begone, government goggle-man!”

The man shrugs. “Sure, fine, the Boonchuys own the place, so we went here. Not a bad bet, yeah?”

“Ha! An admission!” Marcy slams a fist on the table.

“See you on the judge’s stand, stooges! When we win this case!”

“Alright, you two, chill.” Anne stands up, putting herself between her friends and the agents. She maintains a passive expression, eyeing the agents. “Mister Aquato and Miss Zanotto, right?”

“Oh, ew, let’s not pull out the big Ms, yeah? We’re, like, five years older than you.” He lounges back, arms behind his head. “Just Raz and Lili is fine.”

Anne has to admit, how disarming this Raz is, it’s nice. “How sure are you that Marcy has… Core leftovers in the brain?”

“Percentage-wise, zero,” Raz answers. “We’re not sure of anything. This is not a treatment, it’s a check-up. It’s going to your local GP twice a year.”

“Or, perhaps, therapy,” his partner, Lili, adds. “More direct than a conventional session, and by no means a replacement, but achieves roughly the same result.”

“Yeah, advanced therapy. Think of it that way, if it makes you feel better, Marcy.”

The direct name mention makes Marcy bristle, but at least she sits down.

“And like I was saying, the process is completely harmless.” Lili steeples her fingers together. “In addition, you will be in there, with us, the entire time. Everything we do, you’ll be aware of it.”

Anne watches her friends, closely. Sasha moves as if sheathing the utensils, eyes cast on her shoes. Marcy inhales a calming breath, cheeks tinted a smidge darker, tangling her fingers together.

“That’s… reassuring, right, girls?” Anne asks.

Marcy can’t quite lift her eyes. “Maybe my reaction earlier was a bit… premature.”

“You’re touchy about being prodded in the noggin’. That’s perfectly sensible,” Raz says.

“Plus, let’s not kid ourselves,” Sasha sighs with a joyless smile, “not going to therapy is how this all went to shit in the first place.”

“Still your decision to make, Marcy,” Raz says.

Marcy closes her eyes, thinking for a moment more. “Can Anne and Sasha come with?”

“Of course, Miss Wu.” Lili nods, razor thin smile on her lips. “First, we might want to move to a more private place?”

“My place is closest,” Anne offers. “That good with everyone?”

A general nod or agreeing noise comes from everyone.

“Gotcha. I’ll tell my folks. But first,” Anne flips a menu into her hand, offering it to the agents, “basil and squid special?”

“Side note,” Raz grins, “government goggle-man? Definitely going into my business card.”

“It will not.”

“Will to.”

“I outrank you.”

Raz chuckles, conceding.

After ‘accidentally’ running into the girls proved to be a smashing success, the lunch they shared afterwards smoothed out any remaining significant bumps between them. Anne, in particular, took on the lion’s share of convincing her friends. She’s got a certain aptitude and her particular experience really shines through in moments where it’s needed.

Next time they have seats open, Raz is definitely slotting her in as a candidate.

The short stroll to Anne’s house was lovely. Anne volunteered her room to be where the ‘advanced therapy’ takes place. Marcy is made to lie down on Anne’s bed with both her friends flanking her, holding her hands.

Lili stands next to Raz, holding the specialized Psycho-Portal with its underage safeguard removed, modified specifically for this extraordinary circumstance, and which will be promptly incinerated after the procedure is completed. Raz clasps his gloved hands together.

“Ready?”

Marcy breathes in, and out. “I’m all in.”

“Before we begin, Marcy,” Raz starts, “Some things you need to know, just in case we do discover… leftovers.”

She swallows the growing lump in her throat, listening close.

“When we’re in there, we can help you, support you, be a solid bedrock for you to lean on. You can count on us.” Raz offers his best reassuring smile. “But, ultimately, the results of this, whether we succeed or not, it’s up to you. You have to want it. Sometimes, wanting to win is the hardest thing.”

For a moment, her eyes flicker with doubt.

“She’s got this,” Sasha says, her hold on Marcy’s hand strengthening.

“Yeah. She’s been through the hardest thing. We all did.” Anne holds their joined hands close to her chest, the grip soft yet firm.

Just like that, the doubt is snuffed out.

Marcy closes her eyes. Lili places the Psycho-Portal on her forehead, then steps back.

The agents share one last, brief glance.

Might be bad in there.

Please. Nothing’s as bad as my not-grandma.

Lili concedes.

The Psycho-Portal opens. Light spills out, filling Raz’s vision. The hard part of his job begins.

This fic was commissioned by @rarsonic, who wanted to see Marcy be investigated by the Psychonauts, and the MK by extension, over potentially having some Core leftovers in the brain. Super sorry for the long delay. Been a hot minute since I wrote for any of these characters, and I was for sure rusty getting back into it. Still, here’s hoping you all can still enjoy it.

If any of y’all are interested in commissioning me, it’s still open, folks! Details are on the pinned post.

#psychonauts #amphibia #mystery kids #razputin aquato #lili zanotto #anne boonchuy #marcy wu #sasha waybright

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