#I lowkey want to write Enzie calling Cav to yell at him

[heloflor]

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He did it out of pettiness. He wanted to piss him off, to show him how easy it had been to move on, how better off he was without him.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

Note : Another short fic, not my best one but I still wanted to do something with this idea (note to self : when having an idea for a small fic, write it down completely IN THE SAME DAY or you end up with a paragraph that feels out of place). This time it’s about Dakota reflecting on his music career from the episode “A Christmas Peril”. And yes, this takes place in the “breakup” timeline. Also, since they’re mentioned in one paragraph : I went with the idea of Dakota having older siblings (three here, and they’re mentioned from youngest to oldest). And finally, I tried something with the style by playing the pronoun game. Enjoy !

He did it out of pettiness. He wanted to piss him off, to show him how easy it had been for him to move on, how better off he was without him.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

Vinnie arrived at his apartment, a brand-new flat, “as spacious as needed !”, they said. To him, the space just made him feel smaller, made him see how lonely he was.

The flat had a huge window, giving into the building where Vinnie had been only minutes ago to record his new song. It was the same song as his first one, the same tune, with lyrics that barely changed. Not like people would complain anyways. They loved his first hit. But that love was the reason he needed the lyrics to change.

Vinnie sighed, sliding down against the wall like he did every single evening. Finishing his zoo song had been a mistake. Making an instrumental, going to a prod…he regretted it all. He had been angry, had acted as a petty ex, trying to prove something pointless. And now, he had to suffer the consequences. Everyone was singing his verse. The verse he wrote when he had been with him, the verse he made with him in mind, the verse he couldn’t hear without thinking about him.

Ten months. It had been ten months since that night. Ten months since he decided to walk away. Ten months since he got back home and filled those papers before starting to pack up. Then months since they agreed on the divorce. Ten months since they chose to part ways and never see each-other again.

He still wasn’t over it. How could he be expected to, after fifteen years of marriage ?

Every morning, he would wake up to a bed that felt too small, too cold. Every time he would look at his left hand, he would feel the emptiness at the view of his ring-less finger. Every single counting minute of his life, he would still be thinking about him, wondering how he’s doing, if he’s fulfilling his dream of becoming a hero, a well-respected time-traveler.

Vinnie sometimes went to spy on him, when he was doing dangerous missions. Despite everything, he was still worried for him, and he refused to let it go.

He still kept the island a secret, even to the people he became used to confide into.

During the weeks following his divorce, Vinnie spent a lot of time talking with his siblings, telling them the news and having them check on him from time to time. Donnie and his wife Noemi were the most understanding and comforting, assuring him he could call anytime he felt the need to. Bettie had gotten frustrated she was in Europe and couldn’t visit the states due to work, backed up by her girlfriend Sophia who even suggested to do the work for her. Vinnie also suspected that his sister decided to call him during these times. After all, the two had been good friends when they were in-laws. As for Enzie, the older brother got angry, saying he would kill “quello figlio di puttana di inglese !”, not much of a surprise as Enzie had always been a protective brother. Vinnie even received calls from his nieces and nephews, wishing him well.

But while all their views were different, they all agreed on one thing : making a hit song out of something he wrote for him while changing it enough to hurt him had been a horrible mistake. And now that it had been done, the best he could do was try to reduce the damage by getting people to sing the same tune but with lyrics that had nothing to do with the original one, that had nothing to do with any of his feelings. That was all he could hope right now. To get people to stop mentioning his first song. To keep going, as if the zoo song was never a hit, as if it was nothing more than the title of something that spruced his popularity but never defined it.

If he could forget the song, if he could break the bridges that were still tied to him, then maybe, maybe, he would be able to move on.

#Milo Murphy's Law #mml #A Christmas Peril #Dakavendish #Vinnie Dakota #my fanfics #Dakota siblings my beloved #no this fic has nothing to do with today's date #neither does the other one #it's not even mo//ther's day where I live #also I REALLY need to work on my longer fic #it would have been better to introduce the Dakotas #oh well #I still wanted to mention them #I love these idiots #I lowkey want to write Enzie calling Cav to yell at him #followed by Bettie calling and being way nicer and understanding