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Hiii i made this book to fill this with any silly phobos and deimos fanfics bc i love the brothers hc so much

anyway what i wont write are smut, incest nor abuse because thats fucking disgusting

angst will be rarely honestly i just want to keep this book silly

other than that feel free to request anything of them! be it a prompt honestly idc

see ya!!

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SQ today began a bit different from other days. There was noise coming from a room and with that, tension in the air could be felt too. Someone started the day not in a good mood.

"WHAT THE FUCK??? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU TOOK THE LAST PIECE OF MY CHOCOLATE?!" by the voice anyone could recognize that its owner was the director phobos, oldest of the moon brothers, and by the tone he seemed pissed off. VERY pissed off.
"Well it didn't have a name on it, so you can't blame me" Deimos replied with a monotonic voice, literally not looking at his brother and just minding his business like usual.
Sometimes these 2 argue and fight like raging roosters that even others have to risk their life and involve in between, separating the brothers before it gets worse, since one is literally an emperor and a god while the other is just a pathetic piece of cloned flesh and you don't know what could happen next. A funny combination.

"Fucking asshole…Think of others, not just yourself?! How the fuck do people even like you?!"
"At least with that plastic surgery you'd get bitches, not stitches. No wonder auditor left you"

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"How often do these 2 fight?" 2B was dragging herself through the kitchen as the yelling woke everyone up, 6 AM was not a good hour for this on weekends.
"If i was you i'd wonder how dei is still alive actually" a voice replied after the question that the grumpy medic gave. That voice was Sanford, yawning and stretching, still thinking if they should cook breakfast or go back to the soft warm bed that offered her peaceful and sweet sleep. It's still early in the morning for a weekend like this, but since everyone is standing now, San planned things out for whatever happens next.
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"You…YOU…I'm going to fucking get you one day, Deimos! You hear me?!"
"Well fuck you too!" And with that the youngest stuck his tongue out "Try to catch me while you can, moșneagule"
"OH YOU LITTLE SHI-"

Later there was a chase happening, with things on the floor, out of the order, some even broken. While the hacker was running on the walls like an animal, hissing and meowing at the older, the other was trying to aim at him with anything that his hands got on. Deimos kept mocking and making goofy faces, which enraged the director even more.
"You little bitch! You did not grow up from your childish mind!"
"Aww look who didn't have mommy's attention as a child"
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Finally, Phobos gives up and falls on the floor exhausted, facing his eye down. The midget took it as a chance to slowly creep up on him, while being careful, to convince that he's not doing anything.

And with that, Phobos gets up and suddenly kicks him in the crotch.

The pain was strong. Stronger than period cramps. Deimos was standing there, eyes wide from shock, almost holding tears back. It was way too painful to not cry or scream, but he still held it back. He slowly falls on the floor, hands covering the hurt zone. His eyes lost the spark and were widely staring at the carpet. The pyrokinetic lost the strength to hold the droplets of pain back and tears are finally falling down the cheeks.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK"

Everyone has heard that. Everyone. The scream of pain was heard everywhere in the base.

Deimos was in the worst pain imaginable. Phobos didn't plan to do that at all.

Director was feeling guilty. It was an impulsive choice to do this, and hurting his brother like that was not something he would love to act out. The guilt and shame were getting to him, seeing Deimos like that. So he slowly squats in front of the technician.
"I…I'm sorry dei i did not mean to do that to you at all i'm truly sorry! Do you need my help? I'm so sorry i turned this fight into pain!!"
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It's been hours since this happened, now it's afternoon. Deimos was still mad at his older brother for kicking him right into the most sensitive zone. He can't help but still be angry at him, so the fireball avoided him to not lash out or yell. It was justified that not only pyrokinetic brought it up all by himself, but also was mad at his own consequences of the action. His "balls" still hurt, though.
Phobos didn't know how to fix this. He didn't know what to do, still thinking what activity would bring them back together again. All of the things that came in his head did not help, at all.

"I've heard Burger Gil's has a discount for a special dish today" Oh! Burger Gil's! He completely forgot about the younger's love for the place and the food there. And that discount could make a man happy today.
"Sorry, can you repeat that again?"
"Burger Gil's has a discount. I've remembered that dei really loves Gil's food in general so i came here to tell you. I know what happened this morning, so good luck" and the one talking was sanford. She showed him the information source. With that, Phobos went to his brother.

"Dei"
"What do you want?"
"Are you still mad?"
"Yes, fute-o de aici"
"Would you still be mad if i told you something important?"
"Do it later, asshole. Leave me alone"
"Burger Gil's has a discount today"
"I said fuck o- Wait, Burger Gil's??"
"Yes, a discount on a special dish. It's a new thing, too. Would you want to try that?"
"Uh" and Deimos didn't know what to say now. He was still angry, but the offer was tempting. Fuck. The hacker shouldn't miss out on his favorite chief, that would be a real shame.

"You know what? I will go there. Thanks for telling me"
"Alone?"
"Yes. Now fuck off" As he was about to stand up, suddenly it did hurt to walk or even make a slight move. "Ow!"
"Are you…okay?"
"Yes i will be fine, Pho! Please stop worrying about me- OUGH!" Another painful step was taken. Nope, he won't make it there alone.
"...I think i need your help, please"
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They were at Gil's. The new dish that was in all of the menus looks delicious. Deimos was excited to try that out, while Phobos was not very enthusiastic about it.
"You WILL try it! Now that are you here, you WILL get that meal"
"Alright. I will pay for both then"
"Great! Just pretend you like it, for my sake. I'm giving you a chance now that you helped me. And made me an offer"
He just silently nods. Phobos didn't forget his initial purpose of bringing Deimos over here is to make things up and turn it into a good time.

The dish was given to both of them. The older one was so hesitant to take a bite of it at least for the taste, but if it's for his brother, then he will do it.
Holding the thing in his hands, the self proclaimed god finally took a tiny bite, then a chunk, then another. Nothing unusual, but it tastes very good.
Deimos, on the other hand, already ate it all due to enthusiasm. He loved Gil's cooking, no matter what it was. Well he won't put it above Sanford's, that man is a god's gift for him. No other chief will replace their wonderful cooking and pastries that they both make with love for each other and everyone in the base.

"So…how was the food?"
"It was pretty good, honestly. For mortals, it's a good dish. Can feel any ingredient, pleasant texture, amazing taste combinations"
"Yeah nerd, just say you love it" Deimos laughed. "Thank you, and i'm sorry for what i said earlier to you, big bro. It was the consequences of my own actions, not sure why i was mad. I forget you are a cool big brother to me sometimes"
"Apology accepted, and i'm sorry for doing this to you, too."
"Well, i forgive you. I'm glad you took me out, really needed that. Anyway, we should go home now though. San will think i'm cheating on his cooking skills with Gil's" and with that, Deimos burst out a laughter. "That was the juiciest thing i've ever ate in my life. I bet san will be able to cook that and make it better though."

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"What?! This plan will not work, it will have a bad impact on Nexus Labs!"
"It's a good one i can come up with, Director."
"No! I totally disagree. We signed a contract that nobody has a right to execute a plan unless both parties agree to it. BOTH. i do NOT."
"It will be just this time, AAHW will not get better without that plan"
"What happened to you lately?! You seem obsessed with upgrading your Agency as much as you can go far with. You literally upgraded it days ago"
"Not with this killing machine that somehow keeps mauling our agents even with the most modern security"
"The plan you proposed is bullshit. The Nexus Labs will be affected by it by a minimum of 56%."
"It's a way better one yet. And i refuse to look for other options!"
"Oh that's what it is!? Then i require the dissention of Nexus Labs from your Agency, Auditor"
"Not on your good luck, we signed another contract, remember? Nexus Labs were specifically founded to cooperate with my Agency, a primary company. Only if it falls down, then that means the contract expired and you can do whatever you want. However, it won't happen soon."
"Hypocrite! Decided to ignore a contract and bring up another to defend yourself?! Bullshit move!"
"You must not speak to me like that, Director. I created you, i can kill you too, so watch your precious tongue what it is spewing out. Anyway it is what i mentioned. Think about it, Phobos. Have a nice day"

The director was very fucking pissed. Both contracts are mentioned in the conversation, but only one was respected, while another was ignored like it's a piece of paper, useless words on it, black and white. In general, the employer was kind of acting out lately, not hearing him or even itself, driven by the insanity and obsession with upgrading its biggest success: AAHW. No matter what consequences will be there, it did not care. Auditor cared about its own business. Exterminating the biggest danger: Hank J Wimbleton. But since Hank also have a tiny squad-

Wait a minute
The Status Quo

The Director had a sudden plan…
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"LET ME FUCKING GO!" Deimos yelled and squirmed under the hold. The anger was so vivid along with sparks and flames about to burst, to revenge against the captor that had him under control, but it would not be that much.
"LET ME GO, ASSHOLE!!"
"Shut your mouth, mortal. You have no rights to speak unless told. Now let's go"
"FUCKING BITCH!!" He squirmed even more violently to get out of the hold.
"Almost there, dissenter. Hold in for a bit more"
"WHERE ARE YOU LEADING ME TO?!"
"Stop giving me useless questions, you will see yourself instead"

The boots clinking were heard loud and clear through the echo in the cold halls. It was dark, eerie, just like in an abandoned castle. Every second they went through, Deimos was afraid that he will be led in eternal darkness and loneliness, where he wouldn't know what could happen next: torture, death or imprisonement.
As he got deep into his own thoughts, the hacker didn't even realize they were at the destination until Phobos, with his death grip on the shoulder, told him.
"We are here. Be respectuous to the employer, or perish."
The door opened, he dragged the victim and threw him on the floor without any regards of bruises the pyrokinetic will have later. Struggling to get up, he heard an unfamiliar vicious giggle.

Deimos realized.

He did not pay attention to what Phobos meant about "the employer".

His fate will end here.

"Good afternoon, Deimos. Welcome back to the Agency."

The fear stroke.

"How was your last raid? Ah i see, unsuccessful. Very unfortunate of you and your team."

The feeling got worse.

"We missed you, agent. Your hacking skills were so useful. Too bad you made a terrible mistake of dissenting, even if years went by. What shall i do, Phobos? Kill or let him live for a bit?"

Oh god.

"...Let him live, he has some useful information to share yet. Just apply punishment immediately if he does not obey you. However, Deimos will be with me and only me." Phobos answered in a monotonic voice, giving no indications on what will this fucker do to him.

"If you say so, director, i will respect your wishes." The fire figure turns its head to face the prisoner standing on knees and covered in bruises, scars and blood, battlescars of a failed raid.

"No long time see, Deimos. I forgot how you looked like, honestly. That's a shame." Auditor spoke again. "I even forgot your voice. Tell us something."

"...Să-mi fac schiuri din crucea mă-tii"
"What was that? That doesn't sound like English."
"Uh, i apologize, Auditor." Director stuttered. "That is definitely not English. I think it was a…blessing?"
"I see. Well, whatever. Before i let you go, let me check for the useful information from him."

It searched all of the external pockets of the technician's outfit and his backpack. Deimos aggressively squirmed again to get away from Auditor's hands, but didn't succeed.
"Stay still, dissenter!" It was about to give him a lifelong burn scar with the flame from its hands.
Scared, he gave up and compiled. Auditor found a lot of things after a good look through.
"Indeed very useful information you got there for us. Now go, you both are free. Next meeting is 8 PM."

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"Your acting was fucking awesome, lil guy!" Phobos closed the door of the room and sat on the bed to finally stretch his back. "Even thought of using romanian phrases"
"Yeah, i'm a master at this kind of emotional play" Deimos laughed
"I'm not over how you actually planned to put false information in those pockets."
"I literally grabbed the backpack with false documents if that also helps. Everything was planned ahead so don't worry about it. Here's actual information" Hacker reached his actual backpack and showed everything he had. SQ helped him with EVERYTHING.
"Also the things it took have secret cameras and recording connected to 2B's laptop too."
"Great. The plan is working. It shall know what to be an irresponsible ungrateful bitch. Well, traitor gets betrayed. Anyway do you want to play Mario Kart? i have like so many games stored"
"Fuck yeah i miss playing games with you"
"Well you no longer will miss it. Cmon Dei, choose a game. After that we will cook dinner together, anything you'd like"
"Mmm do you have seafood? Miss eating those too"
"I have everything you'd love, don't worry about it. Just say anything and it will be on the table"
"Shit! You really care for me hah! God, i really missed you so much. SQ still thinks you are suspicious for reaching out to us but i honestly know because you protected me in most vulnerable times"
"I missed you too. I'm sorry for whatever i did to you in the past."
"No, it's…it's okay! You did your best to protect me. Anyway, what did we want to play? Oh right, Mario Kart?"

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It's been days since Deimos was captured. He keeps sending to SQ the important information about AAHW. Any plans, secrets, maps - they all went in their hands. Soon they will plan out a raid on a building and get everything important. Meanwhile, the pyrokinetic was very good at pretending to be a desperate prisoner around Auditor, while having fun with his brother behind its back.
Week passed. Hank and Sanford raided a building, killing the majority of the grunts in there and stealing resources - ammo, food, weapons. It was a successful raid too.
Auditor was pissed off. This was NOT supposed to happen! There was a small upgrade that it thought would protect the building from further dangers and guess it did not work.

Oh well, needs more work.

Another week later, Deimos did same things, even started audio recording Auditor and Phobos's conversations while hiding somewhere.
Another raid happened. It was even more brutal than the last one.
Then the 3rd one happened.

It was its last straw. Impossible! How could they know the traps?! This is not possible.

There must be something weird happening.

Auditor reviewed the camera of those raids again, but now slower. Then decided to go through Deimos's belongings.

Meanwhile, Deimos ate another piece of cheesecake they both baked. This one is their childhood favorite.
"Pho, why don't you sit down and try the baking goods? Very tasty, mmm!!"
"Hold on for me there!! Can't wait to get to the desert hah!"
"Then hurry up, dumbass!!"
"Already here! Just a second-"

Suddenly, the phone vibrated. It was a MMS notification. From Auditor.
"Director, whenever you get free, come quickly to my office. I have something VERY important to tell you."

"What is it?" The younger got up out of curiosity "What happened?"
"Just uhm…This message from Auditor" He shows the screen with the message to him "I wonder what happened"
"Oh huh, i don't like the tone of this. Especially the capitalized word. Shit, i hope you didn't get in some trouble."
"I must go"
"Nuh uh, not until you taste the cheesecake first"
Phobos suddenly remembered why he was standing. He forgot about the desert and everything after the message put him in a sudden worry state.
The tone says it.

Something awful has happened.

Maybe very awful.

What if he found out?
Auditor doesn't know they are brothers actually.

What will happen?

"Pho? Phobos? Director??" Deimos kept calling him, trying to distract the older one from the diving of deep thoughts.
"Badea?? Are you going to eat that fucking cheesecake??!"
He snapped out of it.
"Fuck…Sorry. And sure"

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Phobos opens the door silently. He was a bit worried of what was the topic and what was going to happen, so he inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly to calm down, then gathered courage and finally stepped in.
"I am here, Auditor"
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"So, Director, you and Deimos are one of the same blood.
The traitor blood."

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"I asked someone out. Planning to take them on a date soon."
Deimos announced as he took another sip of beer from the bottle.

It was night. They both were sitting at the kitchen table, with Phobos reading something.
"Eh?"
"Well, you see, i got a massive crush on someone, so i confessed. And i'm planning to take them on a date pretty soon. As simple as that"
"Good for you. Well i, Director Phobos, am also a king of organizing perfect dates. You can come for advices"
Upon hearing that, the younger one didn't hold back and started laughing out very fucking loud.
"You?! King of organizing dates?! Fucking loser you can't even impress Auditor, why would I go for advice from YOU?!"
"Don't you fucking dare to speak to the emperor like that, mortal!"
Deimos was laughing for several minutes, nuh uh, he's not coming to his brother for help when that fucker is bad with his own shit already. What's worse is that as the technician stopped laughing, he still remembered the initial and started again. The tears were falling from the eyes now.
Phobos was sitting there disappointed, but not surprised over his behavior. It's a big brother's duty to tolerate this.
What makes him feel better however is that Deimos trusts him enough to announce things like dating, plans, marriage or whatever. It's the bond that is strong, and Phobos does his best to not only support, but also help.

"Okay now calm yourself down moron, who's the lucky grunt?"
Pyrokinetic was finally calming down, deeply inhaling and slowly exhaling, and sat down to answer the question.
"So you know Sanford?"
"Nuh uh. Describe their personality for me."
"Okay, she's very funny and kind, and nice, and just upbeat, and uh- has those positive vibes when i'm around them, makes me the happiest person in the world. My teammate. My best friend for years. Bakes and cooks delicious stuff. But overall he's calm and perfect for me-"
"Alright alright that's enough. I can help with that."
"Be honest, really?"
"Yes. Anything for you, Dei. You are my little brother and i just want to help you."
"Well, a chance won't hurt i guess."
"Impressive! I will make your and uh...what was their name? uh- Sanford's first date something to remember happily for the rest of your mortal lives!"
"Cool, i don't want to sit through your immortal god emperor rambles though, just jump into the plan already!"
"Fine. How soon is the date?"
"Next week, after a mission"
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"So uh we won't have those fancy boring dates like you usually do?"
"Dei, the key of love is you being yourself, you don't have to change for a single boring date. I doubt you or the mortal even like that. I just want this to be a happy memory, a unique one. Any other dates can be like that, but this is your FIRST date. Just don't be an asshole to them or do things she won't like, simply"
"Oh… i thought it would be like training princesses to walk with a book upon their heads?"
"No. Forget the shit you see in romance books or dates or whatever. Be you and maybe organize a fucking explosive fire show in the air! Because you can and love that! The person that will love you for the rest of your lives will not love the fake version or a mask. Unmask yourself. Go crazy!"
"Shit that makes me feel better actually?"
"Because i do what i love and you do what you love. We are polar opposites, but somehow have something in common. Just respect your partner's boundaries. I know you do because you never mistreated close people to you."
"You are right. Speaking of a fire show, i think you finally gave me an idea, and i got another, will you help me? Since you also have some chemistry knowledge too"
"Y will NOT regret that for sure. But let's keep the show at the end as a surprise. First, what does uh…what was the name again?! Aha, Sanford! What does Sanford love and where do you want to take him?"
"San loves thriller movies, and i'm not sure if i want to be home watching them on laptop or a cinema-"
"Being at home is the last option. Does she like fresh air?"
"A lot. Exercises outside"
"A drive-in cinema would fit your idea"
"...We have those in Nevada?"
"No but i can organize one for you both."
"Specifically for us both? I forget sometimes you are not a piece of shit, or forget that you ARE, i don't know"
"Take the offer while i am kind enough to give you one."
"Fine. Definitely the 1st point"
"Got it. What's the next move?"
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A week passed. The plan is done and all Deimos needs now is a bit of encouragement.
"Who's my handsome little shit? Who's the director's handsome little fucker??" Phobos was pinching the younger's face cheeks and smiling, proud to be this guy's older supportive brother
"Hey stop calling me little shit!!" Hacker laughed back at the emperor and looked in the mirror.
He was dressed pretty good for today, despite it being a mission that will get his clothes dirty or ripped apart, but he didn't care. He just wanted for this day to come faster and there it is. He can't wait to see Sanford also excited as the technician is.
"Before you go, please take this" Director hands him a heart shaped necklace "You will keep photos of each other there. A gift from the greatest Director Phobos."
The response was a soft smile and a hug. They know each other better than anyone else will. Despite the fights, the arguments, sometimes disappointing each other, they are brothers and as long as none of them will be the most terrible piece of shit to each other, they will stay brothers and support til death. The bond is stronger than anything else.

"I will be watching you both til then if that's okay"
"You can join us but til the last part of our plan"
"Bet. Now let's go, and have fun by the way"

"Thank you."

BONUS:
Phobos, seeing how Deimos had fun with Sanford, remembered the quote that the younger said about Auditor.

He was right.
Auditor can't be charmed nor impressed in any way. It's just not interested in business with the director. Nor they may have common views but they don't match, probably. And the almighty emperor fell victim to those emotions, letting himself get a heartbreak, painful than a deep wound during battles.

And Deimos was right.

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"How was the walk?"
Phobos was sitting on the couch, watching a movie on his laptop, hearing the doors and footsteps, looking up to see his younger brother.

"Cool. Nothing bad ever happened!" Deimos replied as he gripped his arm strong. He was shot in the arm during a peaceful walk, now his right sleeve is covered in blood due to the wound. Hacker was trying not to hiss or groan at the pain to not cause suspicions, so he started going faster to his room.
Phobos went back to watching the movie, trying to ask about the arm grip, but he was gone already. He found this behavior kind of suspicious from Dei's side. But sometimes you gotta act strange, so he shrugged it off.

Deimos in his room was freely groaning from the pain and hissing, trying to help himself and get that bullet out, however the problem was the technician didn't know any 1st aid techniques, including in case you get shot. Without sterilizing he tried to get the bullet out with anything he found, but it caused further pain and worse bleeding.
"Fuck fuck fuck he's gonna find out oh god" Pyrokinetic was slightly panicking also due to the pain. "How do i stop the bleeding at least??" Somehow it never comes in his head to google stuff, but whenever he panics, he can't think straight.
Technician did not realize how loud he was, groaning and throwing things around the room on the floor, desperately trying to find something. The pain got more and more irresistibile as he moved.

The noises attracted Phobos, and the director knew what was up, so he went and knocked on the door:
"Deimos, my dearest little brother, are you doing okay over there?"
"Shit…Shit shit shit!! What do i fucking say god damn it?!" Deimos was panicking even more. The consequences are going to get him.
"I'm fine, just having some rough time" As the voice seemed calm, he was shaking and hyperventilating. If he's a liar in the wanted posters, he should be a good one.
"From those noises, you seem to have a…mental breakdown?"
"I'll deal with it don't worry!"
"Hm…If you say so, just don't want to find you in the bathroom sobbing and self sabotaging again, breaks my heart when i see you like that"
"It's…It's nothing big i promise!!"
"Okay, if you need me, just call me in"

Such a relief. He left. Deimos is trying to be more quiet now to not attract unwanted attention. What is he genuinely worried of is not some random grunt suffering from shit. No. It's about how much worry could damage said god's mental health. In childhood and teenagehood, they went through hell and back for each other, almost dying several times. They were willing to sacrifice themselves for each other. But they were the only family they had.

Hacker finally thought of using google. Getting instructions, he got a random cloth and tied it above the wound to stop it from bleeding. As he calmed more, Deimos texted 2b for a quick emergency check up on wounds.

D: Hey Doc, would you be up for a check up on me? Kinda urgent, got a bullet wound haha
2B: Deimos, i swear to god if you did something to that wound again i will personally beat your ass up with a newspaper until you learn
D: Well uh i was panicking you can't blame me
2B: I will become a therapist against my will one day just for you fuckers. Fine, but come faster, i don't have much time to wait, lots of work to do yet.
D: Mos is out.

"God…Fuck…How do i sneak out now?" He tried to wear the jacket, but the bump from the cloth was visible. So here comes plan B.

He quietly opened the door and tiptoed through the hall. Not a single noise, not even floors screeching. This was hard to do.

Deimos quietly peaked through the living room, where his older brother was still sitting on the couch and watching movies.
As he continued to tiptoe, his clumsy ass stumbled upon a nearby table and let out a groan.

"Deimos? Weird how i haven't heard you. Why are you so quiet?"
"Uhm…It's nothing! Really!"
"What's with that weird bump i see under your sleeve?"
"Uh-"
"Deimos, let me check your arm please"
"NO! I MEAN- It's nothing, please don't worry!"
"Dei"
"I haven't self harmed i promise!"
"Deimos"
"Really! I'm fine!"
"Miron Deimos Mars!"

Oh god.

The full name drop.

Phobos, to prove that he was serious, would always drop the legal full name.
It was rare, but it was a call.

Deimos froze up.

"...Fine. I got shot."
"Why did you feel the need to hide it?"
"...As...As much as i trust you, i don't want you to worry about me. I'm scared of being a burden to you. I'm scared of how much stress i might give you, you are daily worried for me, an assassin, getting murdered one day. I have you as my only family member, i don't want to lose you or for you to suddenly hate me. I'm sorry Phobos. I really am." The younger's eyes started to fill with tears, not able to hold them back, knowing he had to say those bittersweet words to his older.

"Deimos…I understand your concern…But you think you are a burden on me for just existing? You didn't choose to be what you are today. Nor i did either. It was a survival tactic, and you should never be ashamed of yourself. None of it was our fault. They hated us for being kids in a wrong place. I love you the way you are, even if you get to be pain in the ass sometimes. It makes me happy that you can tell what is wrong, so i can help you as much as i can. Remember when you worked your courage to tell me how much you have been hurting yourself for so long? I was proud of you. Proud that you finally are getting better. We are out of this hell now and it's a whole new life for everyone, including you. I wish you won't die, so that you get to see your life getting better and the world changing. Let's see your arm now."

Deimos smiled through tears and nodded, both sitting on the couch now, with Phobos rolling his younger brother's sleeve to see the wound. Examining the arm full of battle scars against his own life. There is the wound. It was swollen, infected due to Dei's earlier behavior, so much dry blood now around.
"...While i disinfect your wound and stuff, can you tell me who shot you?"
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"Told you not to come late"
"Sorry, had an emotional moment with my brother"
Deimos got rid of his jacket right at the hanger and sat immediately on the examination table, ready to get that fucking thing out
"Thought it would be very bad, apparently it looks taken care of?"
"Phobos helped me. He still sent me here though, probably to get the bullet out"
"You need to learn how to 1st aid to yourself, Deimos"
"...I guess that's true"
"Anyway a fair warning this is gonna hurt very badly so i'm going to like you a distraction before i get to work, will be kinda fast now that the wound is clean"
"Just get it the fuck out of there!"
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Phobos was ready. He wasn't wearing his emperor outfit anymore. Covered in bandages, he wore his casual "mortal's" outfit, ready for a duty in between grunts.
"I will show you how it is to harm a god's kin."

He spent hours looking for that person, only to find them somewhere in the park. The disguised emperor walked up to him.
"Stranger, can you please tell me what time is it?"
"What? Don't you have a phone or something?!" The grunt responded rudely back, with a low threatening voice.
"I forgot my phone at home. I'm in rush."
"Ugh fine, since you get to be a fucking loser. It's 5:45 PM-"
And boom. The stranger did not finish the sentence as they were on the ground onto splatters of their own blood and brain, eyes open wide. They died on the spot.

"Watch your mortal mouth and who are you hurting next time, moron. Your mom did not raise you right."

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"Is everything okay, little brother?" Phobos had slowly approached Deimos on the couch, who was sitting with a grip on his right arm yet again.
"Yeah. Doc told me some recommendations, and also wrote to you what to do meanwhile to help me take care of my arm."
The emperor took the paper and read through it. "Mhm mhm mhm got it. I will keep it somewhere visible so i don't forget."
"Hey, can i thank you for the words you told me today? Needed to hear that."
The immortal stopped and slowly turned his head to face his brother, who just said those words right now. It surprises him every time.
"I'm slowly getting thankful that i have a brother like you and i value any moment we spend together. I was given a wonderful brother that breaks his back only to save my ass."
He was stunned.
He forgets how precious it is to have a loving family.

"Do you want to play Minecraft together later? Since you want to gain more positive memories of us both."
"Wait, you also have it?!"
"Well, why not? Why would i not have fun with my precious little motherfucker?" He pinched Deimos's face cheeks. "Hey!!! Let me bring my laptop here then hold on!"

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Dead silence.

It's a dead silence. The room seemed dull and dark. No life and no colors. Even the air seemed to be pretty heavy, too.

There was a coffin. The only "colorful" thing in this room was a royal decorated coffin with silk, white material inside and soft pillows.

Inside it there was lying the almighty god and emperor Phobos. The god of fear. But he is gone. Forever.
The only thing that remained from him was the corpse, with the emptiest expression anyone would see.

And above Phobos, there was standing Deimos.

Wearing his AAHW suit that somehow did not throw away, despite it bringing the cruelest memories.

But he can not live through memories. It's just a mental image of things he "went through", but does not provoke any feeling as if it isn't real.

And Phobos was one of them.

Phobos is forever gone. His body is cold. There will no longer be warm hugs and sweet words, it's all like ice. There was a flashback where Deimos went through a traumatic experience that left him numb until Phobos got through that, then for hours he would sob while being hugged and calmed by him. He will never forget the comforting hugs and words the technician was offered to as a traumatized scared kid which stopped sometimes from crying.
Then during flashbacks or breakdowns as a child that were too scary for him, Phobos would come and calm him down, ensuring he's safe far away from danger. They were just kids. They had only each other. They trusted each other more than anyone else in this world. Until Phobos grew up and somehow was slowly changing through "godhood", still loving his younger unconditionally, but not being trusted that much anymore.

He doesn't believe that his brother is no longer between the living ones.
He started to think how Phobos "living in his memories" is bullshit, as if he was not real in the 1st place and is just made up from a bunch of "videos" inside his head to replace that.

Deimos didn't move. He was scared to lose the guard on the emperor. Every second. Every second of seeing him should be registered in his mind. Hacker was scared of something very bad happening to the corpse.

Despite being physically alive, he was dead by soul. His eyes do not spark any sign of life anymore, and the only thing that moved were eyes blinking and chest rising down and up for air exchange inside the body.
He didn't even bother to get food or water. He was too scared to move.

"Deimos…" the familiar voice sounding behind gave the pyrokinetic a good scare, flinching hard.
"Ford, you fucking scared me" His voice seemed low and quiet. No emotions.
"Dei, please, get some food…I'm deadly worried for you…"
"Leave me alone"
"Not until you eat something. You look pale."
"I said to leave me alone"
"You don't understa-"
"Leave me alone." The slight rise in the tone gave an alarming feeling to Sanford, signaling that any further notice will escalate into not a good ending for that.

She didn't know what to do.
Their lover was just as dead as his brother. Any glance into the technician's eyes will prove that. His eye color is no longer flaming like blaze, but got even washed off into lifeless orange gray.
That's not his lover anymore. That was not even Deimos anymore.

The only way to snap him out is by burying, but no one would be willing to do that to a dictator whose regime destroyed so much for simple grunts.
So if no one will snap Deimos out, Sanford will.

He grabbed a shovel and rushed somewhere not so far, starting to push it deep in earth and dig a hole. Only for her beloved Deimos.

It was painful to watch.

"What are you doing?" 2B made an appearance behind his back.
"Digging a fucking grave. Deimos is out of mind at this point"
"Still there? He's going to die like that"
"That's my fucking point, Doc. Don't talk too much and help me." Hook owner grabs another shovel and throws it in front of the doctor. "He'll snap out of this state if we simply bury Phobos."
"Does he know we will bury him?"
"Ye- Wait." And Sanford realized. "Shit. He doesn't. Why do you think there was no fancy ceremony with scientists and workers all over? That fucker was a self proclaimed god and did chaos, so nobody wants to even see him."
"Sanford, he should be at least warned. You will ruin him completely if you suddenly take the coffin. See how he already IS ruined. Imagine if someone took your mom the same way, no one warning you beforehand about her being gone forever from your eyesight."
"..."
Sanford valued his mom as how Deimos valued his brother. They would die for people they deeply loved. It hurt Sanford.
"...You're right. I really took the wrong step. I'll be back."

"What do you want?"
"Baby…We'll bury him tomorrow, is that okay?"
Deimos was not okay. He should never lose sight of the figure that raised him for years, but now he's left all alone forever in this chaos. While the director was killed off for good, for the younger it was the worst tragedy.
"...I don't want to lose him."
"I know." Sanford whispered and hugged from his lover's back. "I understand. It's hard to go through it."
"What do you understand, Ford?"
"Your loss. I've lost so many people myself, it's the worst thing ever."
"."
"Dei…"
"...At least put a wooden cross, so that nobody is aware of his grave and try to vandalize it, please." Deimos sighed and whispered back. He was too unable to even speak and think normally after losing touch with reality for days.

It's hard to cope. He didn't feel like living this life anymore, at least not when he was going through this stage of grief.

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Burial process.

Deimos was outside with other 3 members of SQ that he trusted enough and with rainy weather.

There was a hole and a wooden cross with "Here lies my dearest brother" carved on it.

Hacker still stared at his brother, standing, like a statue.
Until they put the casket lid on and sealed it off with nails.

Deimos snaps out of the state.
"W- WAIT! NO!" His expression shifted from lifeless to a worried state. "I HAVEN'T SEEN ENOUGH!" His eyes are finally letting some tears off
"DEIMOS NO!" Sanford suddenly grabbed him by the wrists so that, in the worst case, he wouldn't jump in the grave with the coffin.
"LET ME GO! NO! DON'T FUCKING BURY HIM PLEASE"
"It's for your own good." Doc responded as she and Hank were slowly letting the coffin fall to its destined place.
"NO NO NO NOO!! NO! NOOO!!" He was squirming hard trying to get off the grip. The tears were finally falling down and the saliva was also dropping from his mouth.

It reached the end.
"NO!"
They grabbed shovels.
"PLEASE STOP IT!"
The shovels dug into a pile of dirt.
"I'M BEGGING YOU!"
They threw the dirt and it reached the lid.
"NOOOO!"
For Deimos, seeing the first pile fall onto the casket was the most traumatizing thing in his life. He forgot about all other things that left the pyrokinetic a deep scar on his life. With every pile, it destroyed him even more, until the coffin was no longer seen, covered in dirt.

And with that, he squirmed violently that even the one holding his grip could not stand still and was moved. Getting out of it, Deimos fell on knees on the ground and let out a scream. A scream that pierced through everyone around. A scream that was combined with all the suffering together that he went through. A scream worse than when he loses a limb. He lost someone he deeply trusted and was raised by like a father through years, only to be killed off before Deimos was.

He was sobbing. He fell down on the ground and started violently sobbing. The rain droplets hit his clothes, but the hacker did not care in the slightest. It was the most gut wrenching despair he had ever gone through. His vocal chords hurt.
Sanford got him up and hugged him tightly. And he was crying all of his grief on her shoulders.

He was gone forever.
Phobos is gone forever now.

Later Deimos was spotted smoking outside, with tired and bloodshot eyes, traces of tears spotted on the cheeks. He was still silently crying.
Doc slowly approached him and was patting on the back.
"My condolences." She murmured.
"Mhm." He was too weak to even say a simple word. All of the energy was drained off by crying today, a thing the smoker hadn't done in several years.

And he's gone forever.

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"Guess who got a day off!"
Phobos closed the door and lifted his arms in the air as if he was celebrating some sort of a victory.

"Hooooly fuck!? Does that mean we get to have fun now??" Deimos's tone shifted to excitement after hearing those news. He was waiting for that day, now it's time to spend it with the older brother.
"YES! I'm so exhausted from all that work i get, i'm a god! Not an employer" He dramatically does the fainting pose which earned a laugh from Deimos. At least the emperor gets to rest for a day.
"You've been pretty busy lately so can't blame you honestly. But hey! We get to go somewhere out, right? Nexus City has tons of fun shits to go around and look at!! Burger Gil's, that amusement park, drive-in cinema, NEXUS LABS!!"
"NOPE! No Nexus Labs for today!" Phobos held a palm up to indicate a STOP. "They are not for visitors or inexperienced chemists."
"Booooring!!" Deimos jumped back on the couch, laying for several minutes lazily, staring at the ceiling like it's an eternal picture, then got up and took a cig out of his pocket, putting it in between his sharp fangs and lighting his thumb up.
"You want a smoke?" Smoker was about to scramble through pockets for another cig, until Phobos muttered the next words:
"No thanks, i have my own stick brand" and he pulled out a cigarette, probably a different brand, took the face bandages down, to show his scarred face after the plastic surgery, and lighted up the cancer stick.

Both of them were smoking. The room was full of smoke and the tar scent of their cigarettes. They didn't care enough to go outside.

"Wait shit we were supposed to go out" The younger suddenly remembered through the racing thoughts he kept having. "Phobos!"
"A- What?"
"You have a day off! Let's go outside!"
"Ah no shit. Did we just start smoking and zoned out of nowhere??"
"I guess?"
"Who cares. Where do you want to go anyway? And don't say Burger Gi-"
"Nevada Fun Zone"
"...Really?"
"Yeah. You told me it opened last week?"
"Well yeah i did. But is it wo-"
"Don't be a fucking killjoy, Pho. Everything needs a try, cmon!" And he grabbed the older's hand, running to the car.
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Nevada Fun Zone. Rarely there are amusement parks in the middle of chaos and battles, including adrenaline inducing machines. But it looked decent enough. Well, the park was opened recently, after all.
"It looks so cool. There's shit i've never seen in my life!"
"Sure it is. Uh-" Phobos looked concerned at the attractions. They looked ridiculous for an emperor like him. Better wishing that Deimos won't drag him into those.
"Hey look at that!" Hacker pointed at a huge ferris wheel that changed speeds and the cabins spinning fast. "Wanna go there?"
"Uh…No thanks. Emperors do not ride a bunch of conjoined metal pieces-"
"Yeah yeah just say no i understand it" Deimos interrupted "I don't need your shitty high ego monologue again"
"Alright i'll still be here for you" The director raised his hands in the air as if someone was pointing a gun at him.
"Go get something to ride on or whatever idk" Deimos rushed to get a ticket.
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"How was the ride?" Director crossed his arms as he met his spinning brother.
"IT WAS…COOL!!" Smoker was too dizzy to even mutter words out, barely able to stand properly on legs, with his older helping him to balance. "WOOOH!!"
"Yeah, it looks like you had so much fun."
"Need another ride."
"No. Let's go sit somewhere first" Phobos dragged him on the nearest bench.
"Fuuuuuuuck. This world spiiiiiins."
"Are you okay?"
"Y…yeah? Fuck."

Minutes passed. Pyrokinetic was slowly coming back to his senses and feeling better. Head stopped feeling like it was a watermelon tightened with a bunch of rubber bands around it.

"I think i'm ready to try another thing out now."
"How do you feel?"
"Better. You are going with me now on this!" Oh fuck it was a huge thing. Spinning chairs. High speed. Right till the sky.
"...You know what? Sure!"
"Great! Let's just hold hands tight and everything will be okay!"

Both were scared. Buying tickets, they were debating whenever to refuse yet or give in anyway. But, money is wasted, so they should go anyway.
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This ride was way too much, according to Deimos. Both were losing balance, head spinning, dizzy, nauseous even. They can't keep each other up on legs, tripping and almost falling several times.
"I feel…awfu-" Deimos threw up on the ground. It was a bad idea to even go on that ride. But they went anyway, adrenaline obtained. Smoker was too dizzy to even control his muscles.

Phobos was laying on the bench, almost losing his consciousness. They fucked around and found out anyway. Next time they will choose wisely what to ride.
"How…How do you feel?"
"I feel fantaaaaastic. Greeaaaaat!" Deimos was losing his shit at this point, on the verge of crying from the overwhelming dizziness. "Ahaaaaaa!"
"Wooooh." The Emperor threw 2 arms in the air but was too weak to hold them for longer so they fell down after a few seconds.
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"Can we go to Burger Gils now?"
"No cotton candy nor popcorn from that park??"
"I don't like those. Anyway can we?"
"Fine. You seem very hungry. And so am i."
"Brother instincts!! I knew you were also hungry! Do you want to get pizza or burger orrr-"
"Only fries!"
"Are you...Sure?"
"Yeah! Not a big deal anyway."
"Well ehrm okay!! Just so you know there is a variety of food choices on the menu."
As they talked, they just walked down the streets, enjoying the atmosphere of Nevada in its peaceful times. The fresh air hitting them in the face along with a crimson clear sky reflecting said bloody color onto them both as they walk and have a conversation.

It was a fun day for them both.

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"Director, we have gotten information that your younger brother, Deimos, AAHW dissenter, was shot several times, including in the back, head, face and torso by an ATP soldat. He died on spot."

"...Excuse me?"
"I say, we've gotten reports today. We've got security camera footage too. All the pro-"
"I did not ask for proof, idiot. I'm processing the received information!"
"...Deepest apologies, Emperor. Shall i leave your majesty alone?"
"Preferably, before you will suffer a fate far worse than death!"

The agent left the office, and now it's the Director and the silence only. The information he received was not easy to process. He's been keeping eyes on Deimos for a good while so he doesn't suffer a fate like that. AAHW was a terrible place for him, his childhood and everything else. And even if Deimos promised to recover, that wouldn't have happened until all of this insanity ends. Phobos made sure of that. He wanted to help Deimos. But for what now? He got found and killed anyway! A misfortune.

The God Emperor didn't even realize he was crying, tears running down on his bandaged cheeks. Receiving news about his only family dying in vain has gotten him to experience way too many emotions at once: rage, anger, fear, despair, grief and many more that can't fit through him. It was a blur. But all he needed is an outlet through the sour liquids that the eye produced right now. At least he didn't want to scream and let anger take control, like how Deimos would rule out in a stress stimulated situation. Not a fancy thing for high class to do, after all, even if it's a traumatic situation like no other.

"... God fucking damn it, Auditor. You will PAY for whatever you have fucking done. You and your little soldiers!" The fist was gripping hard to the point of veins being visible even through layers of clothes he was wearing. "What a fucking misfortune. Just because he's a dissenter does not mean his status of a god was erased from his bloodstream. You will pay for that."

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Days passed. Phobos was wearing black clothes, with candles and a photo of Deimos in a frame along with a piece of black cloth in the corner of said frame, honoring him in his memories. He was standing, death and lifelessness on his face, nothing but a shell behind the look. Without Deimos, the director was more of a nothing than just a breathing being in this apocalypse. Deimos meant to him a LOT. More than other grunts think.

The room seemed colorless. The air seemed heavy with the scent of ash and smoke mixing together. The atmosphere was dull. Melancholy and dead silence.

That until the silence was interrupted with a door opening and a few beeps from the door's mechanic lock. Then a few rock scraps, steps hit the Director's ears.

"Who's the foolish idiot daring to interrupt my eternal grie-" When he turned his head, the surprise was a very unexpected one for sure.

That was not a normal grunt. That was him. That was Deimos, covered in rocks from the jaw to his chest and his hands, creating an impression of sharp but heavy claws. His clothes were ripped and dirty, a few rock pieces were on the parts of his body, some creating spikes to give an impression of "false wings."

Phobos was shocked. Is that him or not him? The creature literally was him but also what if that's someone pretending to be him? Why does he look like that? How could he come back from death? To prove him, he decided to give a rather personal question between those 2.

"...Deimos? Is that really you?"
"..."
"I see you can't talk. It's okay. Before i continue, i shall ask you questions to prove. You know this one: What was my dream as a child?"

Nobody except Deimos knew that. In fact, nobody knows about Phobos's childhood as much as Deimos does.

Deimos approached a drawer, opened it and held a sheet with musical notations he could find. There were tons in a pile later found. Phobos's love of piano music was reserved as a memory of good childhood moments. To prove even further, there came another question:

"What was my favorite sheet?"

It's not about melody. It's about how much he loved playing that melody, with interesting finger and tempo exercises, as well as focus and attention too.

He pulled up a sheet. The notes looked chaotic ordered, but it was also clean at the same time. The title was "Sonata nr.13" by [REDACTED]. The sheet had also a tea stain on a corner. Phobos knew.

"IT IS YOU! DEIMOS MY PRECIOUS LITTLE BROTHER!!" He jumped to hug him while crying a bit hard. It was an unbelievable moment in Phobos's life. After years of only seeing him through cameras and monitors, along with "dying", he is finally here and now. That WAS Deimos. "I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! I MISSED YOU! LITTLE SHIT!!! MY DUMBASS!!!"
You could hear genuine happiness in the director's tone. And tears of joy. Sweet tears of joy. The only happiness indicator that tasted salty. But Phobos didn't care. His own kin was back alive, hugging him, despite the rocks that sting him and the body being actually cold mixed with warmer flesh of the younger's.

He backed off to look at him again. Deimos was different now. He looked a bit like a corpse, with rocks on him like he was decomposing. But that didn't matter.

"So…What happened, Dei?"
Deimos signed: I died, turned like this in Purgatory and got pulled out. I was shot. Several times. I died on spot. I went through Hell, chains, and rocks. I became a rock, those are me and i'm those rocks onto the body.

The Emperor was shocked. His own brother became a monster, but in a good way.

Deimos wanted to demonstrate something. He backs off and lifts an arm up in the air, clenching his stone claws. Suddenly from behind, with a bit of shaking and noises a mini mountain appeared. Then he turns his arm in the left direction and from the right appears another mini mountain, pointing at where he is pointing. He then clenches into a fist and the mountains explode into several mini rocks.

Deimos can control rocks and earth now.

That's something new.

Phobos was very shocked. The younger one is becoming stronger, and stronger, and stronger. He then remembered and asked:
"Can you still control fire?"

With a snap of the claws, there were sparks and fire. Next, Deimos pulled out a mini rock out of his body, despite it being pretty painful, and a stream of lava was running down, burning everything. No wonder the smoker's flesh felt warmer.

It was a surprise. The emperor didn't know what to say. That was him. Deimos, once a child in his arms falling asleep after reading a novel and now he's a powerful beast. Controlling 2 elements now requires even more energy, power and focus. And he was ready to train for that.

"…Welcome back home, Deimos. I will honor your return."

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-If i was asked how would be their relationship in fact, i'd compare them to Kagamines or Shinonomes (Project Sekai), rarely Hinomoris (also PRSK)

-They are both trans and support each other!

-A version of mine about them is that they actually are twins, but due to certain events like godhood/rebirth/death, they are now like "phobos older brother and deimos younger"

-Sometimes get into dumb lighthearted fights with each other, like any other sibling of course!

-Phobos would NEVER mistreat his younger. He would rather die than turn and hate his own kin. He did his best to protect Deimos all those years, including AAHW times

-Phobos is more like glamour while Deimos is just a bastard

-Like previous hc, Phobos's fav cryptonloid would be Rin or Luka, Deimos - Len or Miku.

-Only a few common interests are shared inbetween them. They are very different from each other in fact.

-Yes. Phobos wanted to become a pianist and Deimos a violinist, but only Deimos's dream changed through the path while Phobos's remained the same.

-They are both autistic and have ADHD!!

-Honestly, both of them can cook well but it really depends on menus. Phobos can and will cook fancy meals, while Deimos will cook rich food, as long as it satisfies someone.

-Would sacrifice for each other

Audibos bonus: Auditor and Phobos are divorced LOL. This is implied in how Phobos failed to impress Auditor and that also it left him 😭👎

I think that's all for now. I don't have many ideas at the moment nor i will update this chapter but my requests are still open!! see you guys later!

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"Fuckkkk it's my T shot appointment today but the doctor isn't here" Deimos sighed. He was standing outside the cabinet, waiting patiently for them to come and call him inside.
"Doooooc are you here????" The smoker started banging onto the door along while shouting loudly
"Heeey! Earth to [REDACTED]!!!"
"What the fuck is going on?" A hoarse voice was suddenly heard from a side of the corridor, only for Phobos to appear out of the shadows, still tired, barely keeping his eye open.
"Oh hey Pho!"
"Why the fuck are you banging the doors and making noises?? It's fucking morning"
"It's…12 pm??? Were you still fucking sleeping???"
"Until 12 it's still morning 🤓☝️"
"Ehrm…okay? Fix your sleep schedule please it's ruining your personality"
"Yeah yeah blah blah blah anyway what are you doing here?"
"I am supposed to take a T shot today actually but the doc is not here-"
"Have you considered the time?"
"12 pm? Seems like a normal time for a doctor to be here actually? It's noon now. Howe-"
"Sorry to interrupt but our doctor is not feeling well today, try next time-" An agent busted in between those 2.
"Huh?! I need my fucking T shot now. Can i come back tomorrow?!"
"Uhhh…They more like overworked themself and needs a rest so i'm taking the lead of shit he usually does. Bear with me i know nothing but if i let that old hag work further he's gonna actually collapse and die sooooo-"
"WHAT?! IF I SKIP A SHOT-"
"Calm down mortal, an apocalypse won't happen if you miss an injection. Still though i can help instead, i know a bit about medical shit-" Phobos put his hand on the younger's shoulder to calm him. The agent reconsidered and analyzed what the future director just said.
"You…can? Really?? Since fucking when???"
"Shut up. Anyway just let us in and we will not bother your sorry ass." Phobos gave a cold stare at the replacer, who was just standing there nervous, with a tiny head nod and hands trembling.
"Uh…Here are the keys. Uhm. The cabinet key is next to the closet one. Good luck."

"Alright, what do you need again?"
"My T shot, ugh! Pho aren't you worried about missing your T shots like i do?!"
"My appointments happen once every 4 weeks, not 2 like yours."
"Lucky bastard." Deimos muttered under his nose in an annoyed tone as he was looking through sets.
"There it is."
"Found your kit? Bring it on!"
***
"So, are you ready now? Aren't you afraid of needles, lil gu-"
"Who do you fucking think i am, Phobos?! A baby?! I'm a middle classed agent that got weapon access and special training?! Dude-"
"Alright alright, jeez, i'm joking! No need to take a piss. Where's your prescription?"
"Here." Deimos reaches his hand in a pocket of his jacket and escorts a tiny piece of paper. "Hopefully won't end up in poison control calls."
"Jebus, Dei, i'm careful unlike you, mortal."

Phobos opens a bottle of rubbing alcohol and applies it on the younger's exposed right arm, then injects the needle with a dose of the testosterone in it. The only sound in this room was Deimos's silent groan, but it was over. He got his needed dose of T. Now he has nothing to worry about for another 2 weeks.

"Hey big bro. Thanks for the shot, next time think about not fucking applying too much alcohol though."

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"Soo…You're inviting me and Phobos to celebrate Thanksgiving?"
"Yes exactly! It's a family dinner tonight and i'm so excited to see you both after years!!"
"We are, too." Phobos chuckled. "Well, better we start preparing for a long car trip to you then. You convinced us both enough, brother, so see you later!"
"Great! Thank you both and call ya later!!"
Deimos just looked with a confused face at Phobos after the call that happened: "So Mars is hosting a Thanksgiving dinner at his own realm? And that's all?"
"Well Thanksgiving is a family holiday so why not? I'm not exactly into mortal holidays but if it's fun, i can try."
"Cool okay. Uh. Who will drive us there…in that realm?"
"Which one of us has a driving license?"
"...Me? I don't know the road-"
"Use something called GP fucking S, little shit, it's right in your phone." Phobos pointed at the phone in Deimos's jacket pocket, which was visible by the outlines.
"Ha ha ha, very funny, jackass! Your humor genuinely makes me want to internally scream by the way"
"Listen we got no time left, pack your things up and let's get in the car"
"Alright whatever you say!"

***

"Ohhh i hear the doorbell! I wonder who is it?" Mars rushed excitedly to the door as he opens to meet the guests.
"And look who i see hereee?"
"Woah! You've…changed? A lot?" Deimos only saw his face through the call but they didn't even call each other that much, in fact they talked very rarely compared to Phobos.
"Hell yeah i did! Look!"
"Happy to see you, brother" The director once again chuckled while the youngest stood there genuinely confused.
"Hey dad, who is at our doors?" A kid's voice was suddenly heard from Mars' back. "Uncle Phobos?? Uncle Deimos??"
"Romulus! Hey!! You've grown so much!!" Phobos was actually excited to see his nephew also."Where's Remus?"
"He's in the kitchen right now, hold on." As Romulus stepped back inside, he ran to get Remus to greet his uncles.
"Oh i'm so happy to see you both again in person! God it's been years since then!"
"Hell yeah it was. We both are usually busy but you called right when both of us got days off, right Deimos?" Phobos lightly punched the younger's arm with his elbow for a response.
"Right, yeah." The smoker only chuckled nervously in response, remembering that he did argue with 2B to let off for a while for that damn holiday before the trip, as well as knowing how Mars is clueless of what kind of a job pyrokinetic has, as well as his…habits. The moment the oldest finds out, he could be sent into a coma for sure.
"Great! Don't be shy, come inside! Me and my boys prepared for your arrival at the very moment!!"
As the two stepped inside, they analyzed how everything is clean and well organized, along with the feeling of fresh air hitting their nostrils.
"So clean…unlike your house, Deimos" Phobos mockingly commented and giggled at that.
"What?! Hey!"
"Alright guys, i'm so excited honestly for your arrival! But remember, i'm really not a huge fan of your fights, so be nice! It's hard for me to even separate my boys when it's a heated moment! Let's have a calm dinner, shall we?"
"Bet. Only if Phobos doesn't start first."
"Oh no, young man, 90% of the time you start the shit and it goes down because of you-"
"What?! The fuck?!"
"Quiet! Let's get you some warm drinks at 1st maybe??"

***
The moon family was finally at the table. Various meals were on it, all looking delicious and colorful. Tasty.
As they pulled the chairs out and sat, Phobos started complimenting:
"Wow Mars, you have great cooking skills actually! Look at this! My mouth is watering at the sight of whatever beauty is this! Unlike Deimos who burns the whole kitchen down!"
"Hey?! What?! What the fuck?!"
"Sorry, randomly remembered how you set everything on fire that time."
"Are you fucking kidding me??"
"Are you even good at anything actually?"
"Good at pulling bitches at least you can't even get that fire slut to love you!"
"KEEP AUDITOR OUT OF YOUR FILTHY MOUTH"

"Dad, what are they doing?" Romulus started to get worried over the intensity of the argument between the younger brothers.
"Unsure, but i need to stop this! Guys! Hey!!"
Seemed that these two didn't stop, in fact they kept throwing arguments and arguments, escalating in a verbal fight between them.
Mars was unsure on how to put an end to all of this. It started out of blue, so it's unsure where this will go.

"At least i don't fucking puff out toxic smokes unlike you!"
"Create your own fucking air then! Besides you DO smoke, i caught you with that shit in your mouth SEVERAL times!"
"Deimos!"
"Lies! You hallucinated it!"
"Phobos!"
"I have photo proof of your shit, dickhead!"
"Hey!"
"Okay but when you go around and pay for local whores?!"
"What?!"
"That was before Sanford!! The bitch you run after is a whore itself!!!"
"I may run after them, but at least i don't work for a fucking national level threat assassin!"
"You?! You fucking are a goddamn DICTATOR that ruined the whole NEVADA and LIVES."
"YOU FUCKING WHAT?!"
Mars' loud squeak was what stopped the conflict from getting further. He didn't know the things these 2 were doing. All those dirty "secrets", at least to poor Mars.
"Boys, can you go in your rooms for a minute?"
"Yes, dad! Uhm…Have fun sorting this out?"

"YOU TWO ARE KIDDING ME!"
"We're absolutely serious, Mars. Phobos is a goddamn dictator and i'm an assassin working to a killing machine. Also we both are nicotine addicts?"
"WHAT?! UGH NO!" The oldest's eyes started to lose spark and he started trembling "YOU'RE GONNA SEND ME IN COMA"
"Listen, Mars. We are grown men. I'm double the age of your twins. It's normal-"
"THAT'S NOT NORMAL. NO WAY IN HELL ALL OF THIS IS WHAT A GROWN ADULT SHOULD BE BUSY WITH?! TAKING LIVES?!"
"Goddamn it, we are not little children in a huge world, we are out of that period two-three whole decades ago, GET OVER IT."
"I'M SUDDENLY SCARED OF LOSING YOU, OKAY?! HOW HARD IS IT TO THINK ABOUT THAT?! HOW?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Mars-"
"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU! I'M SICK OF BULLSHIT! YOUR BULLSHIT! EVERY SINGLE DAY IT WAS YOU BOTH PICKING FIGHTS! FOR ZERO REASONS! ONE OF YOU WOULD ALWAYS COME CRYING TO ME ABOUT THIS! I'M SO SICK OF YOU BOTH!"
And the eldest got up along with running outside to cool off from the steam he let out on the other 2.

"Well…That was unexpected."
"What do you fucking expect from Mars, who took all of our shit without even exploding once??! Of fucking course he finally lost it, congrats on noticing, dumbass!!" Deimos rushed through the doors to find the soft one outside and apologize for this stuff.

***

"MARS!! MARS!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"Mars! There you are! I'm sorry, okay? I do keep myself safe! Please listen to me!"
"..."
"Please" Deimos sat next to him, slowly patting his back to get Mars off the recent emotional boom.
"...Fine" The man sighed finally and nodded in response to his little brother.
"It's not on my will fully. I do this to survive. The money i earn off is mostly spent on resources for the next month. You get me? AAHW was awful, and i joined the SQ after i dissented it, not only to survive financially but literally. Sure, this explanation sounds like dogshit right now, but it makes sense i promise you."
"."
"I know. I know. I barely made it out arguing with our bosses, i'm here now. Are you okay? Do you want hugs actually?"
"Please hug me." Mars demanded in a disappointed tone. "Just hug me."
"I'm deeply sorry, Mars." The hacker took him in a comforting hug along with patting him on the back to soothe the eldest. "I know how it feels. Just know i will be safe, okay? We will always love you, even if Phobos doesn't show it anymore."
"...It's not your fault, really. I'm scared of Nevada, like genuinely terrified. When they took both of you in AAHW, this is where my world shattered. Of course, i have the twins and had a wife, life is moving on! but i still couldn't stop thinking of you both, how are you, are you safe far away, is it good and more. I'm sorry, Dei."
"..."
"Please just understand, we all grew up in a shithole, took you two in another one, day after day it's only shit like this."
"You want Phobos to come here, too?"
"Please" Mars nodded.
"Alright. I'll be back."

***

"Well, majesty, what's your request?"
"Phobos?"
"I deeply apologize for ruining your Thanksgiving just to simply tease the youngest, i did not think you would hear all of this. I'm sorry."
"...I'm not sure how to react to you being employers' helper, but i guess that's…fine by me."
"So, shall we continue our dinner?" Deimos stepped in the conversation.
"I'd rather stay outside and watch the constellations, look how pretty the stars are!"

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Yeah hi im opening requests again! Feel free to drop more prompts, idc as long as its not smut, abuse nor incest or whatever else of gross nature