the evil neighbor

16. Secondary Student (barely). Local bully. 

[sld-phillips]

ohphineas​:

Stuck In Detention || Sineas

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Phineas grimaced. He thought he had overheard some kind of confrontation in the cafeteria the other day, but nowadays, Phineas mostly tried to keep his head down. It was the day he sat with the mathletes, anyway, and they all wanted Phineas to quiz them for their upcoming meet. He felt kind of bad about not stepping in, but it sounded like the adults had it under control, anyway.

Hopefully. Sid sounded vengeful, though.

“Yeah, that’s rough, dude,” Phineas said sympathetically. “Take it from me, though, it’s not really worth it. Getting into fights and stuff. It just causes more trouble down the line.” Technically, Phineas’s confrontation with Tony didn’t really count as a fight, but… Maybe he could try and be a good influence on Sid?

Sid didn’t know who this kid thought he was talking to, but he sure as hell didn’t know who Sid was if he was saying stuff like that. He had been getting into fights ever since he got to school. All the way back in primary where everyone was supposed to be making friends he had been cementing enemies and his role as someone all the other kids should stay clear of. 

This was nothing new and nothing some new kid who had only just moved to this town said was going to change that.

“You don’t know the first thing about me or what a fight looks like,” he shot back. “Just because you threw a punch or two while under the influence of some spell doesn’t mean anything. When you get into a fight, a real one, maybe I’ll give you some credit. But you’re just like the rest of the kids here.” 

[sld-phillips]

notmuchofatail​:

sld-phillips​:

Two Birds, One Stone || Grid

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While it might’ve seemed incredulous (perhaps even to someone not as mean as Sid), Greg did think that people should have respect for pigeons. They were living creatures just like they were. They deserved respect and dignity. Just like every animal did - they didn’t deserved to be treated unkindly for someone’s sick entertainment either. 

If only they’d been in Enchantra. He would have loved to see what the Forest would have done to this kid for doing such a thing. He wouldn’t have been laughing then. That was…the problem though. They weren’t in Enchantra and… well, a glance around told Greg he was all alone here. What was he really going to do to stop this guy? 

No one listened to Gregory Eeyore on a good day. 

“Yes, respect for pigeons.” He returned with an irritated furrow of his brow, crossing his arms over his chest. “I would, yeah. I’m not just gonna sit here and let you throw stones at birds. They’re animals. You’re lucky they don’t turn around and start pecking any inch of you they can reach.” 

Highly unlikely - animals were kind. At least to him but… he never tormented them. They could defend themselves too. Maybe. “Bet if this was a swan or geese you’d be runnin’ away screaming like a little baby. Guess that’s why you picked the pigeons though huh. Easy target? Must make you feel real strong.” 

Sid busted out laughing at Greg’s threats. They were all empty because there weren’t any swan or geese around, and they were just giant babies honestly. They could be vicious and hiss but at the end of the day all you had to do was grab their necks. 

He wasn’t scared of birds. They could peck and bite and clobber him with their wings all they wanted, he would just shove them right back. Or send Scud after them. 

This was also just super embarrassing for this to be the person who thought they were going to come in here and save the day. But it made sense, it’s not like anyone else gave a shit about pigeons. The stupid had to stick together. 

“No, not really. But it does make me laugh,” he said, tossing another stone at a bird to send it fluttering up in the air before landing back again. Sid chuckled. “But, hey! If you want to be their knight in shitty armor, be my guest.” 

He pushed off from the wall he had been leaning against and started throwing the rocks at Greg instead.

[sld-phillips]

exsqueak-me​:

sld-phillips​:

Midnight Snack || Phillip Phillips

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Yes, Hatter’s was closed, but someone was still inside, thank you. 

Who else but Pip who was finishing up the last few stretches of the closing process? Now, normally there’d be two people shutting down Hatter’s, but Mocha finished shutting down the register while Pip was still wrapping the day-old pastries, since he’d gotten a late start due to a customer literally staying inside to the last freaking second. And so Pip waved Mocha ahead because why wouldn’t he, in a quiet town like Swynlake? 

He was in the pantry, then, when he heard someone moving outside. 

He stiffened, freezing in place.

Straining his ears, he tried to listen for Mocha’s familial footfall because it must be her. She had just forgotten something, maybe? Pip cleared his throat like he was going to call out, but his voice died before it reached the tip of his tongue. Adrenaline tickled his veins instead, making him jumpy. There was no way Hatter’s was getting robbed right now. There was– no way! That was ridiculous!

Pip left the pantry, creeping slowly to the front with a seran-wrapped muffin in hand…

And then he shrieked and chucked the muffin at the dimly lit boy’s head. 

“What the fuck!” he barked. 

Sid was mid bite when the muffin thumped against his head. It had made him drop the remainder of the pastry, it falling to the floor in shambles next to the muffin at his feet. He blinked and turned around to find Pip standing there. Was he always here? Did he live here or did the owner just have him shackled to the grounds, only allowed to go out during the day to go to school and whatever weird shit he attended. 

Anger was his immediate reaction, hands curling into fists at his sides.

“Me what the fuck?” he asked, mouth still full. He bent over to pick up the muffin and chucked it back at Pip at full force. “You, what the fuck! You really think you were going to take down someone with a muffin?” 

After a second he sort of regretted tossing that muffin since he could have just taken it home too. Damnit. 

“What are you even still doing here, Pipsqueak?” 

[sld-phillips]

Go, Fight, Lose! || Sud

@princess-su​

Things had started to change around here at the Swynlake Secondary and he didn’t like it. He didn’t really like anything, but when the hierarchy of this place started to shift it really made his job that much harder. All these new transfer kids were really throwing a wrench into everything. 

For one thing, Ferb Fletcher getting friends was not something he had ever saw coming. All those years of tearing the kid down to remain quiet was suddenly becoming undone by a bunch of new kids. Then they all went to become cheerleaders. How they thought that was cool and not just an embarrassment was a mistake on the school’s part. People weren’t giving them enough shit. Sid needed to amend this. 

He waited around until after their stupid practice was over and followed after the little Qin girl until she was alone in of the school. Probably thinking she was on her way home. He quickly gained on her and snagged the pompoms sticking out from her bag to throw back down the hall. 

“Go on! Go fetch!” 

[sld-phillips]

ohphineas​:

Stuck In Detention || Sineas

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Phineas was not a rule-follower by any means. It was how he ended up in detention all the time– there were some rules that he just didn’t get the point of, and he wasn’t going to follow them if they didn’t make sense to him. 

However, Phineas didn’t usually steal, so he stayed in his seat when Sid got up. He did get out his phone now that the teacher was gone and play his turn on the GamePigeon 8-ball game he had going with Lawrence, though. Might as well take advantage.

Sid’s story did catch his interest, though. If Sid was talking about any of Phineas’s friends, he wanted to know. “Wait, what happened?” Phineas said, looking up from his game. “That sounds kind of intense, man.”

“Sounds kind of intense man,” Sid mocked, doing his worst impression of that American accent. He snorted and shook his head. “You don’t have to get all concerned, nothing even happened.” 

The “yet” at the end of that sentence went unsaid, but he was already planning how he would get his revenge. That kid was going to need to pay for getting Sid stuck in here. Also for being a snitch. Didn’t people know that was the lowest form of life out there? Tsh.

“Some kid was trying to tell me I couldn’t sit where I was in the cafeteria because it was their table or some stupid shit like that. I told them to fuck off. They tried to pull a superiority card, I threatened to shove their lunch down their throat if they kept talking,” he explained. “Then they ran off to tell a teacher and now here we are.” 

[notmuchofatail]

Two Birds, One Stone || Grid

@sld-phillips​

On Gregory’s scale - today wasn’t a terrible day. There was still a spot of snow coating the ground, he’d opened for Ruff to Fluff and now he’d gotten a coffee from Hatters, said hello to Pip and was on his way to spend a bit of time decompressing in the forest. It was basically his schedule these days. 

It was a way to relax, after all. The walk there was nice - and the time spent parked beneath the Willow the forest led him to was always unbeatable. Today though… his walk had gone a little different. Today as he rounded the corner from Main Street and was walking towards Enchantra he almost had to do a double take when he noticed a younger man nearby with some of the birds. At first, he figured the man was just feeding them - as most people would. Though he did worry about it being bread or something they couldn’t digest, but as Gregory glanced over again to double check he noticed the teen wasn’t feeding them at all. 

No. 

The man was instead throwing things at them. Were those…was it rocks? Honestly Gregory couldn’t be too sure, but what he did know was that his irritation burned bright almost immediately. The disrespect for a living creature and the intent to harm upsetting him deeply as he turned on his heel and sped up the best he could with a still healing wound. 

“…Hey.” Gregory called out when he got a little closer, his tone wavering slightly even if his intention was firm. “Leave the bloody things alone, would you? What’s wrong with you - they’re living animals. Have a little respect.” The man chided, brows furrowing deeply in discontent as he shook his head in disgust. 

How dare he. 

[sld-phillips]

Sid hadn’t really planned on tormenting a couple of birds but it was just how his day had worked out. After he had gotten Hannah to school in one piece he had walked in the opposite direction of the secondary and instead decided to spend the school hours in town. 

Making fun and ruining some tourist’s oogling of the so called sights always put a smile on his face. He hated the tourists. They were so useless and annoying. Always pointing or asking for directions or buying all the dumb things that the shops sold for their hallmarky benefit. 

One of these tourists had been feeding some birds with some proper bird feed, like some kind of nerd. He had annoyed her but she had left behind the bag of seeds. Given the opportunity Sid used the seeds to lure the birds in and then started using the birds for target practice. 

He looked up to find the town’s favorite weakling trying to tell him to stop what he was doing. It only made Sid burst out laughing. 

“Respect? For what? Pigeons?” he asked, glancing at the birds who were still pecking at the ground. He gave Greg a once over. Hadn’t this guy just been in the hospital? “And if I don’t? Are you going to do something about it?” 

[rydinger-tony-deactivated202102]

Bitter Together || Sony

Perhaps Tony didn’t make the best choices when it came to friendship.

He didn’t regret his friendship with Wilbur, especially now that is had blossomed into a relationship. Which, sure, had its flaws but that didn’t mean he was going to run off. He liked Wilbur, had tried to make that perfectly clear with Mr. Robinson during his weird boyfriend interview, and he wasn’t going to back down from a challenge.

His friendship with Pip was different. Pip and Barrel had been brought into the folds of friendship by Wilbur and, while he hadn’t chosen Pip, he was grateful to have him. The gentleness of Pip’s smile and the sharp edge of his cleverness had amused Tony to no end and he valued the friendship they’d grown even outside of Wilbur’s influence.

Ian’s friendship was even still more different, the added ease of someone knowing the full story, someone who, while they had been affected by the curse, had been able to break through anyway. Ian’s friendship was precious and delicate and Tony was scared if he breathed wrong the whole thing would shatter despite all of the evidence pointing to the opposite.

Then there was Sid Phillips.

Sid’s friendship was, well, not quite friendship but a mutual understanding that life kind of sucked. They had started talking when Tony’s rage over the Phineas debacle had started, both wanting to be alone but, well, alone together seemed better than alone alone. He knew of the younger kid’s reputation, didn’t really approve of the methods in which Sid acted, but here he was anyway.

As he rounded the road to Imperial City where he was planning on grabbing a bite to eat, he spotted Sid loitering outside. Ah, well, Tony figured the least he could do is at least offer the kid something to eat.

“Hey, Sid!” Tony called lazily, lifting a hand in a half-hearted wave. He didn’t know much about Sid in all honesty. Sid was still as much a mystery as most people on the outskirts of the social bubble he lived in.

“Fancy seeing you over on this side of town. How’s it going?”

@sld-phillips​

[sld-phillips]

As soon as he had set Hannah up with what was left of the spaghetti they had been living off of for the past few days he had left the house to go see what the world had to offer. It wasn’t like there was anything to do at home. Besides homework but there was no chance in hell that he was going to be doing any of that so close to the break. He had made his usual rounds, because that was all there could be in a town this stupidly small. 

He wound up outside Imperial City, checking through the window whenever anyone left to see if there would be a take out box left behind. Yeah, it was gross, but it wasn’t like being poor gave him much choice. At least he wasn’t out back riffling through their dumpster. 

At the sound of his name being called out he rounded, ready for whatever it was, except for the friendly greeting that it was. Sid didn’t really great a friendly anything for obvious reasons. He didn’t want friendly and he didn’t want friends. Everyone in this town wasn’t worth his time. 

He wouldn’t have called Tony his friend, despite that being who was waving at him. But he was alright, he guessed. Anyone who knew how to throw a decent punch was alright in his book. And after Tony had expressed his angry feelings toward that new kid, who was brothers with his favorite person at school, he felt some sort of mutual understanding. 

“Not really. This town is the size of a pin head. You run into everyone everywhere,” he shrugged and shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket. “It’s going about how it usually does. Why? You need something?” 

[sld-phillips]

Midnight Snack || Sip

@exsqueak-me​

It was late. The shade of the night was always a welcome thing to have but during this time of year it came with the side effect of being super cold. It didn’t take him very long to decide that he was going to need to take shelter inside. The places that were open, like the clubs or pubs, wouldn’t let him in and everywhere else was close. 

That would have probably stopped any law abiding citizen from entering. Luckily he was all for ignoring the law when it was inconvenient for him. So the closest place with food, despite it being across the street from the police station, was Hatter’s. From the outside the place looked dark and abandoned for the night, so he went around to pick the back door’s lock. It gave after a few attempts and soon enough he was inside.

He rifled a few of the boxes, annoyed when he only found tea bags or coffee beans inside. Sid moved on from the back to the front. There he found and helped himself to a pastry, not even realizing that he wasn’t alone.  

[ferbswasherearchive]

Ba Humbug || Sid + Ferb

Ferb was coming home from giving Ms. Thompson her Christmas gift. They always exchanged earlier than the actual holiday since she usually traveled out of town to be with family.  

His gift had been the same one he had been giving her since she had felt confident in his abilities — to do whatever handy work or technological help she needed done around the house that she trusted him. Every year the list got longer as she came to realize that he did, in fact, know what he was doing. 

And in exchange she had gotten him a watch. It wasn’t overly fancy or expensive as he would have had a cow, but it was nice! Very nice as far as a 16 year old boy was concerned. Plus, it had the added value of being from someone he cared about and that made it priceless. It had been a pleasant evening, and he had been walking home feeling warm despite the bitter cold of the wind. 

So, of course, the universe had to kick him back down. 

When he turned the corner onto his street, he spotted an all to familiar dark figure looming on the walkway. Ferb paused, unsure of how to proceed now that he had surely been spotted. He resumed walking at a quicker pace, hoping that he was would just be ignored today. Though, as his brained crunched the numbers from passed experience, he knew this was wishful thinking. 

@sld-phillips

[sld-phillips]

Sid had just dropped Hannah at one of her friends’ house. They were going to make cookies or some shit, he hadn’t really been paying attention to her as they walked from Southern Isles over to Tortuga Place. 

He had not wanted to return home after the door had shut behind his sister and had taken to wandering around the neighborhood. The houses were all decorated with their annoyingly bright and cutesy displays. He had put his foot through a few things and ripped a few others. No one had been out to catch him. Just like no one was going to know it was him when they came out to see the damage.

He was just about to break the bulb on the nose of an ugly looking Rudolph when something of a different, but no less festive, color caught his eye. Green. Sid smiled. Ferb always knew when to show up when he needed him. This season really was all about giving, and giving him something to keep occupied for the evening was quite the gift. 

Sid waited for Ferb to reach him before following after and giving his back a harsh shove. He liked that about Ferb. They didn’t need to talk about it. He could just skip to the good part. 

[sld-phillips]

ohphineas​:

sld-phillips​:

Stuck In Detention || Sineas

Thankfully, they had gotten the chill teacher for detention. Phineas didn’t exactly cause trouble on purpose, not the way Sid did, but he was pretty familiar with the rotation of detention supervisors and which ones were better to get assigned than others. Because, while Phineas liked learning, he was not a good student. Five late arrivals meant detention, and Phineas was on his sixth now.

He was pretty used to detention and usually found a way to entertain himself, but the one thing that made Phineas a little uneasy was the fact that Sid was here. Even though he was younger than Phineas, he made Phineas a little uneasy. 

But they were stuck in detention together, fighting a common enemy: boredom. And avoiding boredom was Phineas’s top priority at any cost. What was the worst that could happen?

He turned to look at Sid when the paper ball hit him. “Uh, being late to class? Not very exciting,” he admitted. “What about you?”

Sid scoffed, you could say that again. He should have guessed that it the reason this kid was in here was because of something as stupid as being late to class. Here he had been thinking there would be someone to compete with here in good ol detention.  

He stood up, leaving behind his stuff, to go see what the teacher had left behind at the front desk. It took him a few seconds of scanning the area to find was he was looking for. A purse! Bingo. He picked it up from the floor to sit on the desk top while he rifled through it.

Damn. She must have taken her wallet with her to get something from a vending machine. Whatever, he pocketed the pack of gum in there and headphones.

“Threatened some kid. Another one snitched before anything could happen. And here I am,” he said, looking up to smile sarcastically at Phineas.

[sld-phillips]

Target Practice || Mid

@princess-mei​

After he had been asked to go see the principal, Sid had slipped out the gym door. It was after lunch and the day was almost done anyway. No one would care. In fact, the teachers for his last few classes would probably call it a blessing that he didn’t walk through their doors. 

He had time to kill until Hannah would be out of school, so he wandered around the town. All the holiday cheer and decorations made his stomach turn over. It was stupid, what did this place have to be so cheery about anyway? When no one was looking, Sid would grab an ornament or whatever he could from the different displays and shove it in his bag. 

When it was full he went to the lake. The frozen surface made for a nice hard landing for the assortment of stolen goods that he began chucking into the air. Not only did it destroy them, but it littered the place where people would come to ice skate. 

[sld-phillips]

Breaking and Entering || Si Si

@simba-bonfamille-lyons​

It was after school and everyone had pretty much deserted the place. The only people still occupying it were those in those stupid extracurricular clubs. Oh well! They benefited him too despite his lack of participation. He could use them as an excuse for why he was still in the building instead of the real reason. 

He had checked that the coast was clear before he wandered into the cafeteria. All the staff had left for the day and the janitors wouldn’t be in here until later, he knew, so he would be fine so long as he kept quiet. 

Only when he was pulling the snack bags from a high cabinet, a few other things clattered to the ground around him. 

“Shit,” he said and paused to see if anyone had heard. 

[sld-phillips]

Stuck In Detention || Sineas

@ohphineas​

Another day, another detention sentence. 

Oh well. It was cold outside and he knew Hannah would be able to find her way back home on her own. And if she froze to death that was on her own head. This way he would have an excuse to tell the paroling teachers why he was still in the school after hours when he made his great escape from this classroom.

Although today, he was joined by someone else. New kid. 

It took twenty minutes for the teacher looking after them to announce that she was going to get something to drink. She told them to behave before shutting the door behind her. 

Sid scoffed. He tore a page out of his notebook, crumbled it up into a ball and tossed it at the new kid’s head. “What’d they bust you for?”