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Tipping the Scales

Chapter 6

Good Cop hummed happily to himself as he left the Underworld. That had gone better than he’d expected! Oh, he’d known from the start that the meeting wouldn’t go poorly; he knew both his brother and Benny well enough to know they’d get along (even in spite of Bad’s token protests). But to see that look on Bad’s face as he was leaving… Good smirked to himself. Suffice it to say, Bad certainly wasn’t going to be lonely from now on.

A chill settled over him, and he frowned to himself. It wasn’t from mere temperatures, this was…

He tensed. Something was wrong. He couldn’t sense Rex or Lucy anywhere in the Shadowlands.

He slapped a palm to his forehead as he belatedly remembered. It had been Benny’s Light that kept the others trapped down there, and with him now in the Underworld, there was nothing keeping the others down here. But- why couldn’t he sense Business, either? Good Cop had no doubt the younger two deities would jump on the chance to go cause some real trouble, but Business had seemed to have learned his lesson…

He got another chill.

His stomach churned in realization.

Oh, hell.

“No, no, no-” He raced toward the villa, hoping he wouldn’t be too late. He’d hoped those two wouldn’t pull such a stunt, but really, he should have known better. Of course Rex would dare, and of course he’d sway Lucy into aiding his plot. She’d fallen for Rex’s sob story right from the start, and refused to listen when Good Cop and Business tried to warn her otherwise. They were old. They were corrupt. And so she’d written off their attempts to advise as simply trying to corrupt her as well.

“Man Upstairs save me from bull-headed children-” Good Cop cursed as he checked every room in the villa. He finally found Business in his private quarters, slumped on the floor and so utterly still. The sight made him freeze up for a moment. With a terse shake of his head he lurched back into motion, quickly crossing the room to check on the other god. With shaking hands he reached for Business; he looked dead.

But there was still the faintest spark of life.

Good Cop let out the breath he’d been holding. Gray eyes opened and turned their unfocused gaze toward him. Business croaked out two words that Good was pretty sure was his brother’s name. How far gone was he to think that Death had come for him? “No, sir,” he murmured, pulling Business’ limp form against him and pressing a hand over his chest. “It’s not your time yet. Not if I have any say about it.” He carefully began feeding tiny amounts of his own magic into the body slumped against him, relief flooding him as Business twitched and began to stir in his hold, his skin regaining some of its healthy glow.

“Good…?”

“It’s me, sir,” he answered softly. “I found you just in time.”

“Surprised you bothered…”

That stunned the Messenger for a moment. “Why?”

“My fault we’re in this mess…”

Good Cop sighed. This argument again? “Sir, how many times do I have to tell you-”

“My fault that Rex even exists in the first place.”

That got his attention. “What do you mean…?” None of them had the power to create new deities like The Man Upstairs-

Business drew in a shuddering breath, trying to pull away from Good Cop’s hold but not yet having the strength. He settled for staring resolutely at the floor. “Been doing everything I could think of to get your attention for centuries. Went fooling around with humans, thinking it might make you jealous. Worst mistake of my life. And you still never looked my way.”

Good Cop was silent as that sank in. “I never realized…”

“Of course you didn’t,” Business muttered bitterly.

“...We’re going to have to have a talk about this later,” Good Cop sighed. “As much as this subject intrigues me, we’ve got to get you sorted out before we can come up with a plan to stop Rex and Lucy.”

“If we could just find Benny, we could probably put an end to whatever they’re plotting pretty quickly,” Business said with a roll of his eyes. “I don’t suppose you’ve seen him?”

Good Cop tensed. “Ah… I may have…?” He gave Business a sheepish grin as he finally managed to turn to stare at him incredulously.

“WHAT did you do?!”

“Umm… Took him to meet Bad Cop…?”

“What were you thinking?! You KNOW his Light is all that’s kept us down here!”

“I forgot, okay?!” Good Cop protested with a pout. “The way you all carry on about ‘those spoiled brats on the hilltop’, it’s pretty darned easy to think you all choose to sit down here and sulk all day!”

“You have to go get him. NOW.”

“I can’t.”

Business glared at him. “What do you mean ‘you can’t’.”

“If I go back now and interrupt them, that’ll be the end of everything! If we can convince Benny, then he can convince the others and Bad Cop will finally be free again…”

Business sighed, massaging his temples. “Do you ever think the consequences through before putting your harebrained schemes into action?”

“Not usually,” Good Cop admitted sheepishly. “Now come on, let’s go see if we can find Vitruvius, he wasn’t up there earlier. He’ll probably know what to do that can help you.”

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I’m gonna get myself in fighting trim

Scope out every angle of unfair advantage

I’m gonna bribe the officials,

I’m gonna kill all the judges

It’s gonna take you people

Years to recover from this damage

Space between us is a truly generational fic. Been revisiting it with boyfriend and I am truly still obsessed. These two have had my heart for years. Everything still holds up so much better than I’d dreamed- the business plot line is so elegantly executed and so achingly accurate. I could say a thousand things. Perfect perfect fic. Thanks forever @cleversnail

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When will the Lord stop my sinful hands

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[ask-the-tlm-deities]

Tipping the Scales

Chapter 7

“So what’s the garden for?” Benny asked when he returned to Bad Cop’s side.

“They might be dead, but I still need to eat,” came Bad Cop’s wry response. “Besides, it gives them something to do.”

Benny’s curiosity was piqued, and he glanced back down at the garden. “I didn’t even realize those were fruit trees. They look different from what I’m used to. Could I try one?”

“Don’t.” Benny leaned back as the word was growled at him, eyes wide. Bad Cop winced and sighed. “Sorry. But if you eat any food from here, you’ll never be able to leave again.”

“Duly noted,” Benny muttered, still eyeballing him warily. “…Why would you make fruit trees that would trap people down here?”

“I might have been feeling a little vindictive…” Bad Cop mumbled.

“Oh. I take it this was shortly after we’d banished you.”

“Yes.”

“Why not remove the curse, then?”

“…I never figured out how.” Benny bit back a giggle. “Didn’t think it would ever matter anyway, only people that ever come here are dead humans, and my brother.”

“And now me.” Benny frowned thoughtfully. “When do you think Good Cop will come back for me? Or will I just be able to go back out the way I came in?”

“Unfortunately not,” Bad Cop sighed, and scratched at his head. “It was designed to keep human souls from just… wandering back out to the realm of the living. Coming in is straightforward, but going back out the same way? It’s more of a trap than the labyrinth. Not that most can even get back through the Veil anyway, but some have.”

“And Good Cop doesn’t get caught in it cause he’s your twin.” Bad Cop nodded. Benny heaved a sigh. “I suppose it’s a good thing I had breakfast this morning, then. You didn’t answer my first question, you know.”

“That’s because I don’t have an answer for it. There’s no telling, with my brother. It could be a day, or it could be a week, for all I know.” Bad Cop placed a hand on his chest. “I can send a message along to him though, if you need to go back sooner.”

Benny was intrigued. “Like- telepathic communication??”

“Of a sort. It’s our sibling-bond, the same way Watevra and Business used to communicate with each other over long distances.”

“Man, I wish I could do that with my siblings,” Benny pouted. “Just one more way I’m different from you all, I guess.” He blinked back up at Bad Cop when he noticed the god had fallen very still, an actual frown of concern on his face now. “What is it?”

“Something’s wrong… I can’t make any sense of what Good’s telling me.” Benny held his breath. “I think- something’s wrong with Business, and they have to go find wherever the hell Vitruvius decided to fuck off to. Beyond that, all I’m getting is a sense of urgency.”

Benny’s Light dimmed with worry. “Oh… oh, no…”

“Benny?”

“It’s because I’m not up there to guard the Mountain anymore. My Light… I forgot it was keeping the others down here.”

“Others?”

“You never got the chance to meet Rex, did you?” Bad Cop shook his head. “He’s… He’s War. He managed to convince Business to follow through on his ideas to take over Mount Harmony as our new leader, since The Man Upstairs never talks to anyone anymore. Rex and Business together were powerful, but still not enough to stand up to the rest of the palace, so they lost.”

“And Good?”

Benny sighed miserably. “We threw him down with them because even though he didn’t fight, he tried to stand up for Business… But we still needed to be able to communicate with you and Business and work around your aspects, so he was still allowed to come up.” He flinched at Bad Cop’s low growl. “I know, I know, I’m sorry… Anyway, with me gone, Rex no doubt is taking advantage of his freedom to stir shit up again. And now I can’t go back cause I don’t know the way, you can’t leave, and Good’s too busy doing who knows what… I never should have agreed to come down here, damn it all…”

“I’ll see if I can’t get Good to at least pass on the message that you’re down here. If they agree to freeing me, I’ll take you back myself.”

“You remember the way??”

“I forged the way, I can’t forget.”

Benny nodded. “If that’s the best plan we’ve got, then…” He watched as Bad Cop stalked away, hand pressed to his chest once more as he conversed with his twin, and bit his lip. He really hoped the others could be convinced to come and break the barrier that kept Bad Cop trapped inside the mountain.

He also kind of hoped that Bad Cop would help in retaking the palace. He had a feeling that would be a sight to behold.

[kittybricks]

I can finally post my full zine piece! A love letter to my special interest of 8 years, which is as much the niche fandom lore as it is the movie itself. What better way to thank y’all than with something straight out of 2014? Shoutouts of course to the fic that shaped my adolescent brain. You people rock. I’m at the top art school in the country thanks to this silly toy movie.

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