Work Text:
It had been a few months since the last time Fang and Brock had their epic anime fight. And of course they became famous celebrities thanks to Jacky and Bonnie, who had recorded the battle and it went viral in apps like Instagram, YouTube and Tumblr.
However, Fang and Brock never spoke again after their battle, but thankfully Brock managed to find his way into seeing the kids again thanks to his good ol’ friend Buster, who hung out with him in secret.
And then one day, while Brock and Buster were talking, Gray showed up.
“Those stupid kids you babysit.” He cried on his knees. “THEY CALLED ME OLD!”
“Why the fuck-“
“I SAID THAT THEY WERE TOO OLD TO BE WEARING THEIR LITTLE BEAR ONESIES, AND YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAID?” He grabbed Brock’s shoulders, pulling him closer to him. They probably blushed during this btw. “‘AREN’T YOU TOO OLD TO BE ALIVE?’ STUPID IDIOTS.”
While Brock and Buster comforted Gray, Gussy and Bonnie, who were watching in the background, started to laugh. Actually, only Gussy was laughing. Bonnie only stared at him like he was stupid. “Never underestimate the power of a child :)”
“OH, YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?” Gray pushed his two l̶o̶v̶e̶r̶s̶ best friends away from him, as he started walking towards Gussy and Bonnie like if he was an assassin.
The two kids only stared at him in return.
“Well then. If you won’t understand, then I shall pop your balloon!”
There was still no answer coming from either of them, until Gussy, like the bitch he is, broke the silence. “Only Spike can do that, you can’t, you old idiot.”
“Okay.” Gray pulled his sleeves up. “Now what he needs is some spanking.
Before Gray could actually do anything, Buster and Brock immediately shoved him away from the children. “GRAY STOP THEY’RE ONLY BBS, LEAVE THEM ALONE.”
“YEAH, AND WHATS UP WITH YOUR VIOLENCE AGAINST CHILDREN? ARENT YOU SUPPOSED TO BE A DETECTIVE?” Brock said.
Gus was now the one walking slowly towards Gray. “Yeah. I’m just a kid.” He was hiding the fact that he was already dead and nobody could hit him, not even Fang could.
“It’s not violence, it’s called A FUCKING LESSON!”
Gray once again pushed the two guys away from him and ran towards Gussy, ready to hit him Dragon Ball style, but was met with Gus shielding himself.
“Try to hit me now :)” Gussy’s words left Gray red of anger, and keep in mind that he is literally the color Gray.
“YOU WONT STAY IN THAT SHIELD FOREVER, JUST YOU WAIT!” Gray started trying to punch and kick Gussy again while Brock and Buster continued to hold him back yelling at him to stop before someone called child protective services.
Gussy, without leaving his shield, only said the final thing that brought Gray to his limit. He took a sight, and looked at him dead in the eyes.
“Womp womp.”
“ALRIGHT THATS IT YOU LITTLE-“ A floating text that said ‘showdown!’ appeared above their heads, just as Gray started teleporting and chasing Gussy around wherever this fanfic was taking place on.
“Brock, Buster, Gray is picking on me :(“ He pretended to be sad as he continued running in multiple directions.
“What if I teleport inside your shield?” Gray wondered, having already spent all his gadgets on trying to catch Gussy and failing.
“You can’t.” Gussy replied. “It’s too small.”
Gray looked at him, and decided to just use his hands to drag Gussy out of the shield.
And of course, Gussy proceeded to pop his shield and immediately start attacking Gray. Reminder that this was a showdown round after all. Gray then teleported away and started shooting the child who only shielded himself as a response.
And finally, Gray managed to put his hand inside the shield and drag Gussy out, despite him biting his hand as hard as he could.
“Finally I got you- WHAT”
Gray’s head was suddenly trapped inside a bubble.
“You’ll run out of oxygen eventually.” Gussy said. “Anyway, we should go. Come on papa Brock and Buster, let’s go watch Melodie’s concert!”
The three of them left Gray alone to die in the bubble of air. “Finally, I can die.”
—-
“What did you guys do-“
Melodie stood in front of her two husbands and the child, who was weeping and sobbing and doing other kid shit.
“HE WAS TRYING TO KILL ME!” He hugged Brock. “HOW COULD HE DO THIS?!”
“You. Left him. In a bubble of air!”
“DOESNT MATTER!”
“Actually, it does matter.” Everyone was caught by surprise by Gray’s sudden spawning.
“But… but…” Gussy started shaking at his prescence. Of course this was all fake cuz Gussy was an attention-seeker. “You were s-s-s-supposed to d-d-die!”
“Hey guys, what’s up?”
“WHATS GOING ON WITH SUDDEN SPAWINGS?!” Gus yelled. “But anyway Bonnie, throw grenades at this guy.”
Bonnie nodded, as she grabbed the grenades and started throwing them at Gray’s direction. In public.
And thanks to her grenades and Gussy’s shooting, Gray was finally fucking dead.
“WE DID IT, WE DID IT, LO HICIMOS!” The two kids started to spin around Gray’s dead corpse while dropping toxic pins and sprays.
—-
“How could you?!” Brock was sobbing onto his hands, like if this was some kinda low-budget k-drama series.
“I wanted to teach him a lesson-“
“I want a divorce, Gray!” He said under his tears. Behind him, Buster and Melodie were holding an inexpressive Gussy, who was playing with his trains.
Gray sighed in his hospital bed. “I’ll change, I promise.”
“Prove it then. Prove it like how I changed myself for you.”
“I never fucking asked for this remodel of yours.”
Gussy meanwhile was crashing his trains into figurines. This definitely isn’t a reference to how he died.
“Gus, stop being so smug or else nobody will like you.”
Gussy sticked his tongue out at the old and possibly-dying man. Gray looked at him as if he wanted to cut the child’s tongue out. (He did want to)
“Please stop fighting.” Brock broke (Brock broke? Ok) into the conversation, or well, ‘argument’ apparently.
“He started it, I just wanted to play with my trains!” Gussy replied, turning back to Gray. “All my friends like me. I have two love interests. You’re the only one who hates me, Gray. But I guess I’ll be a better man and move on.”
And Gussy then sat down again and continued to play with his trains, much to everyone’s dismay.
“Every kid needs to learn a lesson, Gus. But go ahead.” Gray sighed, and then whispered under his breath. “I’ll get this brat another day.”
“I want a divorce.” Brock said once again like he hadn’t been heard the first time goddamn.
“But I said I’ll change!”
“You’re treating our son like garbage!” He pointed to Gussy, who started moving the trains like if they were airplanes for some reason.
“Brock, if anything gets out of hand then I’ll just call child protective services.” The kid continued to play with his trains, crashing them around everywhere. Buster and Melodie didn’t care anymore.
“Don’t play with things like that, kid!” Gray started to scold Gussy, who didn’t pay attention to him. “But I guess you’re right, I’ve been treating our son very badly.”
The room went quiet for a second, and all you could hear was Gussy muttering that Bonnie’s uncle was better than Gray’s old ass.
“I just… want a happy family.” Brock sniffed. The sunlight started to shine through the hospital window, and birds flew around the sun happily.
“I promise I will change, Brock darling sweetheart.” Gray held the once-pretty-now-pretty-ugly man in his hands and started kissing him and hugging him. Soon they were joined by Buster and Melodie.
Gussy only watched in the background, somehow his trains had turned into cars.
It was time to start an actually happy family for once and for all.
By the way, Fang died. Fuck you Fang.