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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

SECOND CHAPTER OF TRIPPING INTO ENTROPY HAD BEEN POSTED BIG POG

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[kikiwhataboutthatbrendon]

TW!! Argument, malicious name calling.

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"And?" Phil snaps, "I'm back now, I'm in one piece, is that not enough?"

"Do not think I am not aware of what you've done, you meddlesome rake." She spits, wings flaring.

Phil does not flinch and pretends the insult doesn't sting. "I don't need to explain myself to you."

"Like Prime you don't!" She shouts, aghast. "You are my son and the only family I have left, I am allowed to care about you!"

Phil scoffs, "so caring for me is criticizing my every move since I became a teenager?"

"Caring for you is keeping your sorry ass off the streets and out of jail," she says sternly, "and yet you seem so keen to keep stealing and going behind my back to secure yourself a jobless and dishonorable place in society."

"And would that be so bad?" He asks, throwing his hands up in a frustrated gesture. "I am the bastard son of a woman who's never known grandeur, I don't want anything more than what I have and it means nothing to me if I stoop lower than where we're already placed in the world."

His chest rises and falls rapidly as he finally meets his mother's eye, finding nothing but confusion and hurt in her gaze.

"It is not something you would understand," he mutters.

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Phil and his mom having an argument during chapter two. I've hated writing it but it's nessicary and I only gotta do it once! Phil's about nineteen here, he hasn't gained immortality yet.

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You've seen this but asked to be tagged for these.

[kikiwhataboutthatbrendon]

"I'm convinced I'm being gaslit by the Universe into thinking you're real," Phil groans, flopping onto the ground.

Chittering laughs follow his statement, amused jeering being thrown his way by the ever increasing number of the murder.

Phil lifts his head to shoot the birds a glare, "if it weren't for you little bastards I might actually believe myself."

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My man has been looking for the goddess of Death for too long.

[kikiwhataboutthatbrendon]

Hey! So... I did a thing! Here! Is a Philza centric thing and I love it dearly.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The beginning of forever is a quiet affair.

Someone, had an idea.

A nameless god, a nameless entity, a nameless person—

A breath was taken, a second ticked by, eyes fluttered open, and then… 

Forever.

An unknown beginning, an undetermined ending, and an aching possibility between.

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