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Anya
It was another day in Eden and thanks to the fruitful efforts of Anya, Damian has been conquered and finally became friends with Anya. The results? Her little duo set up with Becky Blackbell has expanded to 5.
The Pentasquad of B.A.D.E.E (Becky Blackbell, Anya Forger, Damian Desmond, Emile Elman, and Ewen Egeburg)
Damian pointed out that it made them sound like a bunch of delinquents though so they weren't officially called that.
While Anya's goal of completing Plan B was already completed and everything was up to the super spy part-time father Twilight, The plan is required to continue for several more years. In fact, There's a possibility for it to be a permanent station and for their little family to stay together. Not only that, Damian is actually a lot nicer to Anya now
"What are you thinking so deeply about you shrimp?"
A bit nicer, There are still nicknames here and there but it's mostly friendly. No more getting called ugly!
"Are you sure you want to know what's going on Anya's head Sy-on boy?"
Anya responded with a smirk as she issued the challenge. Damian in response would smirk
"With what I know about that peanut brain of you- HEY!"
Damian shouted as he was interrupted by an erasure to the face
"Damian Desmond, Even if you're friends now I'm not going to just let you bad mouth Anya"
Becky's voice is heard from the direction of where the erasure came from, She had another one on hand
"Should have worded that better bossman"
Ewen spoke up, Tapping Damian's shoulder. Meanwhile, Emile had his own words to add to it
"Should have just said that she was thinking about you bossman"
Emile said with a snicker.
"What?! I thought you guys were on my side!"
Damian was shocked by their betrayal only for him to smile afterward and had a short laugh. They've been through this so many times now they have gotten used to such interactions. It started to feel silly for each of them to keep continuing their old antics.
"He wasn't wrong" Anya spoke up causing Damian to look up
"Anya was just thinking how much more fun it is that we all became friends" and Damian lowered his head.. Slightly.
"Oh Anya, You're so sweet!"
Becky spoke up giving Anya a hug and dropping her 'weapon' on the table, Even though it might not be the world peace you're looking for, I will always have your back Anya
Anya is glad to have a friend like Becky, Even though she has no idea that the world peace she's looking for is coming right around the corner.
Just then, The boys spoke to each other.
"Maybe you can go join them Bossman"
"Yeah! We all know how much you want to be there"
"Sh-shut up! I'm thinking"
And thinking is exactly what he was doing.
I don't think I've gotten that far yet to earn a hug from her, Which Anya thought was ridiculous. They're friends and maybe Becky won't mind.. Maybe.
And I don't want to have her hate me again, Urgh. Why do I always have trouble saying what I want to say. I'd hate to admit Ewen was right.
It was now a class session and the class was in focus as the teacher demonstrated another formula about Xs Ys and finding what X is while having complicated numbers with little ones next to the numbers. A lot of the students question the need for such equations but never spoke them out loud so no one heard, Except Anya.
Bossman is at it again
Anya reacted to a familiar thought, Again? Damian?
He’s been like this nearly every morning and now he’s looking troubled during class
The thoughts stopped when Damian jabbed both of them to pay attention in class.
I can’t afford to be distracted now, I’ll think about these feelings by myself after class and sort myself out. You’re Damian Desmond, You can’t let the others feel bothered about this.
With that thought done, A plan was made. Though little does Damian know there were two plans made in that class...
Meanwhile, Becky looked at Anya thinking she was surprisingly determined for this class, and silently cheered her friend on.
“Sy-on Boy!” Anya called out
Causing said Sy-on boy to flinch as he was discovered in his hiding spot deep within his thoughts.
How did she find me? Damian thought for a moment as he watched the girl approach. Who internally answered By reading your mind before you left. Not like she could say that
“Just so you know, We weren’t playing hide and seek so you won’t get a prize”
Damian crossed his arms watching Anya place herself next to him
“Oh nooo! How is Anya going to get the new special jumbo peanuts that came out”
Anya jokingly replied with fake distress in her voice, Pouting and then crossing her arms similarly to Damian.
The two ended up staring at each other intensely before breaking off into laughter, The little antics they act out together are fun and it’s much easier for Damian to play along without extra audiences watching them.
When the laughter stopped, Damian spoke again
“So. What do you really want shrimp?”
Damian raised his chin a little looking down at Anya while giving her the side eyes as if he were some pompous aristocrat on his high horse
“I just wanted to see what’s going on with you Damian. You looked more distracted than usual in class”
Anya replied, She was worried after all. But then she gave him a smirk afterward to follow up
“Anya might catch up to you”
“As if”
Damian rolled his eyes and brought them back to face Anya, Giving her a smile. She always knows when I’m feeling down doesn’t she? And she goes out of her way to cheer me up in her own way.. That’s what I like about this gir- But before he could finish that thought his face reverted from the smile into a frown which Anya notices, Damian then turns around to face away from Anya when he noticed she saw his expression change.
“You okay?”
Anya spoke up after a brief silence.
“I’m fine”
Damian replied quickly Don’t get her worried about you, Don’t hope for too much. Being friends despite all the bullying you’ve done to her is a lot and now you’re right now you’re getting even closer. I don’t deserv-
“You don’t look fine”
Anya wanted to stop that thought, She’s already forgiven him! That was the deal when they became friends, Damian became nicer, sweeter and much more fun to be around. Why does he still feel guilty after all this time?
“My standards of fine and your standards of fine is different Forger”
Damian replied, Sounding more like the strict self that he has used less when around his friends.
Look at her, To think that this person became so important to you despite all you’ve done against her. Even after that, she’s trying to help. Damian would sigh, Knowing that Anya would likely not give up since she’s stubborn like that.
But so was he. So he went to compromise.
“But if it so helps you get off my case, Let’s talk about this another time. I need some time to think about it and we can arrange a time to speak about it uninterrupted. I just need time to think”
Damian proposed, and Anya nodded in agreement. It was a small victory and maybe they can be both prepared, She’ll have to consult her Spychiatrist father. but for now...
“Okay, Damian... Do you have any peanuts? Anya forget hers on the bus and is starving-”
Damian would let out a groan at the sudden change of mood.
“Fine”
Damian is almost always prepared for Anya’s moods... Almost.
Back at the Forger residence, Anya was consulting her parents for advice on how to deal with this.. With some alterations to the story
“He should be feeling guilty”
Loid Forger, the Father of Anya Forger who works as a Psychiatrist and secretly the legendary spy codenamed Twilight is currently giving advice to his daughter.
“He needs to learn from the consequences of his actions and understand that hi-”
“Papa it’s for Becky”
“That doesn’t change anything at all but he should consider seeking out help and making amends”
Though this spychiatrist says his mood has changed a little and was a lot more lenient, Anya usually finds it easier whenever Becky was used as a scapegoat.. Sorry Becky
“He already has Papa and he’s done all he can and changed, But he still feels bad”
Anya’s reply got Loid thinking, Sounds like this boy just fully understood what his actions must have felt like and is coming back to get him, Without meeting the patient in person there’s no way to directly pinpoint what they need but for me, this is enough. Anya looks very keen on helping them so I'm sure she can pull it off. Loid looks at Anya trying to figure out a way to say it to her in a way she understands.
“I might not know directly what you can do for your friend Anya, But I have a suggestion. You can try to help them learn from their mistakes by directly them to using their guilt as a strength rather than a weakness. Help them think that he can prevent problems from happening again thanks to it rather than letting it weigh him down, Just like when Bondman helped his nemesis change sides to the side of good rather than evil”
He’s more likely to betray Bondman if they kept him alive and unrestrained, They would have to-.
Ignoring that extra thought her father has made, She decided to take this idea to heart for when she next meets Damian.
Satisfied with the advice she gives her father of many faces a hug and prepares for bed.
“This doesn’t mean you can get away without your work getting checked”
Anya was stopped in her tracks by her father
Drats
The fateful meet-up date came to be and both had war plans in their heads on the ready for the upcoming battle. Both arrived at the same time, Walking towards each other slowly without greeting as the wind blew around them and leaves flew around them, The nearby tree swaying as the wind causes the leaves that held on to its branches to whistle out a melody. As the two finally reached their positions they both stopped a short distance away eyes both filled with determination seeking to see this through. Damian makes the first move, Setting aside a bag he had prepared for the occasion and staring into Anya’s eyes and spoke.
“Are you sure you want to continue with this?”
Damian watched Anya, His look of resolve unfaltering even when Anya gives off a ‘heh’
“I’m almost always prepared Sy-on boy”
Anya gives him a smile that she’s given to Damian whenever she wanted to be friendly, But it ends up looking weird each time.
“Glad to know you would admit to the ‘Almost’ part”
The two would ready themselves into position as they prepare to engage. The world watching in anticipation
From an outsider’s perspective, It would look like these two are preparing for a fight like in some sort of fighting game luckily there was no weird count down talking about crossing fates or believing in battle and calling rounds rebel.
However, As if someone was shouted the word LET'S ROCK after a brief pause. Damian immediately bowed his head down and moved first, Causing Anya to flinch.
“Anya! Would you please punch me”
Suddenly the intense air around the ‘arena’ was gone and along with it was Anya’s plans.
...
“Do you like being punched Sy-on boy?”
“WHAT?! NO! I mean..”
Damian would put a palm to his face and slide it down as if to reset him
“I just wanted you to give me a punch, Like if you felt like I was annoying or irritating. You know, Like I was before. You probably held back all that time because you were afraid of getting a bolt but now that I’m letting you and no one is around you can give me one”
And I can tell from it where I stand with you. I need to know even if it hurts
Anya just stood there just watching Damian and wondering how in the world it came to this, Was this how Damian saw Anya sometimes when he wondered what was going on with her? Probably.
“I don’t want to-”
Actually never mind, Anya clenched her fist and raised it. She might have not wanted to before but now she has an idea.
Oh, It’s come to this. Well, I couldn’t say I didn’t ask for it
Damian closes his eyes preparing for the impact to come crashing down on him, hoping he won’t get injured from this decision of his.
Soon he felt something land on his cheek, He immediately tensed up expecting he flying at some point and his cheek was stinging somehow... Unless he was dead on impact
“Open your eyes Sy-on boy, You’re not dead”
Anya spoke and watched as the boy opens his eyes, He fell back when he saw Anya’s fist on his face and landed on his bottom on the ground
“There, Anya has put all her feelings into that punch. Do you understand now Sy-on boy?”
Damian was the one who was dumbfounded this time, He wasn’t hurt at all except for when he threw himself backward from the act. He looked confused for a moment and then a thought popped up. This girl watches too much shounen anime.
“I don’t want to hurt you Damian, But you do annoy me sometimes! Especially when you don’t act yourself”
Anya would give Damian a frown but quickly turns into a smile as she held out a hand to help the boy up
“That’s why Anya gave you a punch to knock some sense into you!”
Damian looked up to Anya's hand and started to snicker... Then it became louder and louder until it became a full-blown laugh
Anya looked panicked because she thought she actually hit Damian and had a delayed effect on him which caused him to go insane but Damian grabbed her hand and pulled her down with him both of them falling onto the ground on their backs.
“Stop looking like an idiot panicking over nothing, I’m just laughing”
“I thought you were going to go through your final form after Anya has beaten you down!”
“What have you been watching to think that I’m going to have a final form?”
The world would then quiet down as the two of them watched the sky together, Just embracing the feeling of tension that’s been holding them down and drifting away like the clouds in the sky.
Anya would eventually speak up.
“Are you feeling better Sy-on boy”
“Better”
Some more time passes and Anya spoke up again
“What’s with the bag?”
“It’s ice packs and first aid kits, In case you really did punch me”
“Oh okay… Wait what?”
Anya would then see the image Damian had in mind, Where it would be him sent flying and tumbling down a tree. Then she looked at the bag and noticed it had exactly what Damian had in mind
He really was prepared to be punched.
Later on, at school, Becky came right up to Anya in a rush
“I need details Anya Forger”
“Details about what?”
Anya inquired, Knowing exactly what it was but pretending she doesn’t.
“What was that just then! With you! And Desmond? And this!?”
Becky would raise Anya’s hand shaking it, and Anya would only smile as the image in her head plays, Anya playfully tapping Damian’s cheek and Damian dramatically spinning around as if he was punched by Anya
“Just a little game Sy-on boy and I were playing~”
Anya gave bright smile thinking about the memory again, Remembering her face being just as bright as Damian was at the time.
Does Anya feel like Sy-on... Damian is just as important to her as he does to her?
… She can only imagine.