If I had a nickel for each time the title character of an Andrew Lloyd Webber Musical sung about how they're just imaginary:
"The Phantom of the Opera is there/Inside your mind"
"Rusty you're blind, look in your mind. I'm there, nothing's new/
The Starlight Express is no more nor less than you, Rusty, I am you!"
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Ooooo Willex circus AU? Hyped!!!
For someone with anxiety, Alex knows his job is a bit of a strange pick. Climbing a tiny ladder up to a tiny platform high, high above the ground only to fling himself into the air holding on to just a little bar attached to two pieces of wire doesn't seem like something people who get anxious easily would do.
But when he's in the air, he's flying. He's in complete control of his body, he knows exactly what to do, he knows exactly where the bar will be.
And most of all, he trusts his partner with his life. Willie will always be there to catch him, to grab him, just like they've practiced over and over a hundred, a million times. With every gasp of the crowd, Alex knows Willie will be at the end of it, steady hands and a firm grip, and a beautiful, sparkling smile just for him.
Yeah, Alex gets anxious about a lot of things, but two things in his life have never sent him into a panic. And that's being a trapeze artist, and falling in love with Willie.
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▒○╠ [[@empyreous ]] ╣○▒
Hands tipped in claws twist and turn for a few moments, mind wondering away on how he could hide them. Gloves wouldn't work, fabric would simply tear apart. Maybe he could figure something out with the Stage Crew? They should still be around clearing the set.
Eyes flicker up and over noticing that he's being watched. The frown pulled down is pulled into a gentle smile that tries to look convincing. Moving his coat to cover more of his arm to hide the shadows the cling heavily to him. Though he may hide it the outline gives way that the man ended up doing the heavy lifting part of the Stage Crew.
" Just left overs from a play, thats all "
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"Danny!" Danny turned around to find Plasmius, gunning straight for him on his motorbike, and came to a quick stop as if he wasn't about to run him over. "You need to keep your alternative self on a leash. You hear me?"
Danny took one long sip of his tea, staring Plasmius straight in the eyes, savored the taste for a moment before swallowing. "Nuh uh."
"What do you mean 'Nuh uh'!?"
"Nuh uh."
Plasmius straight up hissed, red eyes glowing from beyond his pair of sunglasses as he stared the teenager down. "Do you know how many times he's woken me up, before the sun itself is up, just to annoy me into spending valuable hours of my time with him!?"
Danny took another sip of his tea, reaching a hand under his shirt to scratch his stomach. "That sounds like a you problem, really."
"Da-"
"You know he's also made from you right? If I had to fight him, you're going to be annoyed by him." Danny stated plainly, making a gesture with his thermos. "Also, it's a bonus for me since you're too busy to do your frootloop things-"
Plasmius grabbed Danny by the back of his shirt and wrinkled his nose. "You really need to get better pajamas than a simple shirt and oversized pants." He placed the boy under his arm and took the sky. Danny idly shifted to Phantom as he took another sip. "So like, where're you taking me?"
"To go and put stop to that imbecile."
"You know I had plans today."
"Ice cream for a month, all from my card."
Phantom humed. "Make it two."
"Deal."
Phantom flexed his fingers. "...Three..."
"Doable."
"Oh, you're actually serious about this."
A drive later
You see, Dan was having the time of his life. Strongarming that old man at the asscrack of dawn, driving to Metroplis and causing mass amounts of property damage with the crown jewel being that he got to chase around Superman in an attempt to run him over.
He should've expected something to go wrong.
One moment, he was casually minding his business, trying to trample one of the Earth's greatest heroes under his motorbike. The next he was nearly knocked off of it when something slammed into him.
"Ello." Phantom said calmly, as if he wasn't just thrown by Plasmius right into his alternative self from a future that no longer exists. "Twerp." Dan also said 'calmly' as he grabbed onto Phantom and lifted him off of him.
Then dropped him.
Superman was very quick to catch the boy. "Thanks." Phantom said, and Superman smiled. "You're welcome! Are you here to pick him up now, or are you just waiting?"
"I'm getting three months worth of ice cream if I stop him now so like, pick him up I guess."
Superman help him up under the armpits and faced him towards Dan. "He's here to pick you up, by the way!"
"I fucking heard that!" Dan shouted at Superman before turning his attention to Phantom. "Also, what the fuck! You can't just do that! Did that old fuck put you up to this!?"
"Whaaaat? Noooo, he would neveeer..." Phantom glanced around, looking for Plasmius before clicking his tongue. There was an unfortunate lack of said halfa to throw under the bus. "If you stop for like, now, I'll share some of my ice cream with you."
Dan genuinely considered this proposal. "Know what, fine." He yanked Phantom from Superman's hold and dropped him onto the seat beside him before driving away.
"Enjoy your ice cream!" Superman shouted.
"Shut the fuck up boy scout!" Dan shouted back.
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