Prof. Pericles Falling In Love with You (Headcanons)
[Thats right. I got freakier by writing about an old, German parrot that is also evil]
[Pre-Relationship]
-I definitely see him falling in love with someone completely unexpected (to him, at least)
-Whether it be someone from the past working for Mr. E or even someone from Mystery Inc//insert your chosen team’s name (in this case, it is the latter)
-You’d be just another person in his way of possessing world domination, of course.
-He’s patient with you at first, excusing your attempted debunking of his plans and almost enjoying the way you fail miserably.
-Especially when it came to the pieces of the planespheric disc.
-He seemed to find amusement in your failings, which meant he didnt totally hate you.
-Which is good.
-But that amusement merely stems from the fact that you and your gang dont pose that much of a threat to him
-Until you are.
-You’ve stolen back the planespheric disc from the orginal Mystery Inc, and the professor is certainly NOT happy.
-Cursing your absolute existence (you being the leader of your ‘little band of misfits’) even late into the night
-See, Professor Pericles hasn’t lost in a long, LONG time. So to lose to you, some clumsy, meddling, mystery-solving mess, BOY did that scar his pride for life.
-He just kept thinking and thinking about you (even if he didn’t show it) and trying to find out HOW in the world you managed to pull a fast one on him.
-(Lets say that in this universe, you are smart enough to not have broadcasted your whole plan to the entire ori Mystery Inc.)
-He beats himself up over it for the longest time, then hatches a plan to attempt to get rid of you and your gang, once and for all.
-Somehow, he does eventually get a hold of you. And you alone. You specified that part to him, not wanting to bring everyone down with you.
-He proposed to you a deal. Work together to find the treasure, or hand over the pieces and get torn to pieces.
-You scoff at his words, naturally. He clenches his little claws as you smiled.
-Instead of saying a thing, you two quietly circle each other. Analysing. Waiting. Surprisingly similar beings.
-Pericles hated that. Because he’d spotted it since he met you.
-Because you made him feel equal to you. Either in a degrading way or rather in a way that dignified him.
-Perhaps that was why he’d fallen for you. HARD.
[Confession!!]
-The professor would NEVERRRRRR lower himself down to a puny human’s level of courting.
-He was a distinguished parrot of extremely high intelligence.
-So all he did for about 6 months was follow you around, send other people to follow you around and bi tch about you to the other members of the ori Mystery Inc.
-After your little private meeting with him, his thre ats ceased for the time being. Instead, he pushed more monsters into your way, cleverly making an array of cascaded dominos like the masterminded birdbrain he is.
-In reality, he wanted to see you. And the secret cameras he placed in certain parts of the city (where you often were) helped with that wanting.
-But it wasn’t enough. It never was enough. He always seemed to need more of you.
-Of course, you were oblivious. The sudden spike in mysteries were AWESOME. You got to stretch your legs and put your brain to work while having fun with the gang.
-You had an idea that Pericles was behind it though. Always had.
-But you didnt think anything of it. He never threatened you or anything.
-Not yet, anyway.
-This went on for a period of time until you both were ready. Pericles decides when that would be.
-So one day, you were out on your midnight run when familiar smoky-purplish feathers fell around you.
-You just chuckled when he asked if he could join you. As I said, you weren’t exactly bothered with Pericles (he was a threat, but you couldn’t raise his ego anymore than everyone else already had).
-Eventually, you stopped to catch your breath, sitting on the curb to tie your shoes again.
-He landed beside you and made no move to talk or attack. Another good sign.
-You leaned back slightly and looked down at him. You heard him mutter something in German and you leaned in closer to hear better.
-He was attempting to play it cool and be his usual, charming self.
-But you foiled his plans.
-He gets slightly frustrated//angry at himself and sputters it out in English. Something that sort of was a mix of “let me court you”, “I like you,” “Be my mate.”
-And you know this motherfucker mates for LIFE.
[RELATIONSHIP LEVEL!!!]
-If you choose to go through with it, congrats! You’ve avoided death and chose a charming, manipulative, evil little parrot as a life partner instead!!
-Okay, yeah, so that seems like a lose-lose situation, but Pericles has his perks.
-Yes, when you first started dating, it was strictly a secret. And after it wasnt anymore, he would always brag about you being the one to confess, and how you were to be with him.
-But until that time, you and Pericles’ had a sort of enemies-in-a-relationship thing going on.
-You’d fight in public, against each other in every aspect.
-And then go home to cuddle on the couch and watch psychological horror together.
-You and Pericles were able to separate work and personal life pretty well. Better than most, at least.
-Of course, sometimes you’d get pissed at something Pericles accidentally said that you deemed too far.
-To which he’d fly through your open window, give you a peck and lightly apologise (in his own way)
-You’d also talk about the treasure. What the planispheric disc would lead to.
-He believed it would be something that brought him immense power. You believed it was a curse.
-But you tried to be reasonable. You didnt want to fight. And even rendered him speechless a few times, even if he did try to play it off.
-You made him think. Wavered his beliefs. You were trouble to him and his life’s work.
-But he adored you. He truly did. Even if he didnt show it all that much.
-You were similar to him. But the opposite in nearly every sense. Always on opposing sides as well. And the worst part was that Pericles knew you always fought for what was right.
-He didn’t deserve you. Though he really wanted to. Which fueled his need for the treasure. If only he knew where you put that damn disc.
-Pericles tried to pry it out of you, caressing a lock of your hair as he sweet-talked you. You just kissed his feathers and told him not to worry about it.
-But he damn well nearly spiraled. He grew more agitated day by day.
-One thing he knew was that his attraction for you started because you saw eye-to-eye with him. Literally.
-You treated him the way he’d always wanted to be treated. Like he deserved. You didn’t see him as an animal.
-You never did. And now he was your mate.
-So you talked and talked, reassuring him all night. Despite his reluctance, he attempted to let go. He wanted to. For you. He wanted to try.