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I'll be listing the ages of the characters, so that way you know for future reference (I've done some research, and I can only find the age of Boyfriend, so the rest are gonna be my preference. If you know the ages canonically, please let me know so I can change it.) : 
Boyfriend (Benjamin) - 19 
Pico - 19
F. Fairest - 34
M. Mairest - 33
S!Monster - ?? 
S!Girlfriend (Grace) - 18
Skid and Pump - 10/10 
Y/N - 19  

- Y/N will be using They/Them pronouns. 
- They've already met Pico, but that was a while back...
- Pico used to be a smoker, but stopped when he started dating BF 
- Pico and Y/N used to graffiti walls together, mainly aiming for rich people's houses 
- Y/N ran away from home at the age of 15, due to some...issues. 
- Pico got the idea of running away with BF from Y/N, even though they weren't there. 
- Y/N kind of sounds like Sunday when singing from the Sunday Mod in my opinion, but you can change it if you want. 

QUESTION:  Would you mind if I included myself into the story? I wouldn't be shipping myself with anyone, I'd be a tag-along that you guys meet at some point. I'm just bored and feel like adding myself with you guys could be fun, BUT IT'S TOTALLY UP TO YOU. Your happiness makes me happy! :)  

Anyways....INFO ABT MAIN CHARACTERS!!

Boyfriend 

"Babe, I love you, BUT WE ARE ON TOP OF A MOVING CAR!" 

- He/Him/They/Them
- Gay
- Soft spoken, nervous
- Blonde hair originally, dyed blue (possibly by parental force)
- Calls Pico 'Toughie' due to how he acts (Has been confirmed that this started before they started dating)
- Fav drink is hot chocolate
- Likes pizza roles
- Sensitive to loud noises
- Fav color is green
- PTSD, ADHD, Anxiety and Depressive Episodes
- On the Neurodivergent Spectrum
- Fun Fact: Arrows represent the colors on his pins, except for purple
- Doesn't like a lot of ppl talking at once 

Pico 

"You worry too much. I've got your back every step of the way." 

- He/Him
- Bisexual
- Speaks fluent Polish
- Calls BF 'Softie' (Has been confirmed that this started before they started dating)
- Fav drink is sparkling vodka (Bros 19, don't freak out-)
- Drew on walls a lot as a kid
- Bad smoking problems before dating BF. Never did it around Bf, eventually going away. He is now nicotine-free and doesn't miss it.
- Dropped out before Senior Prom
- Doesn't know how to tie necktie, doesn't plan on learning anytime soon
- Is actually a good dancer 

Y/N 

"DAMN! Who died and made you King? 'Cause I need to revive them to give their throne back-"

- They/Them
- (Your sexuality)
- Ran away at 15 due to home issues
- Met Pico at 13 in a random alleyway
- Built up friendship with Pico with graffiti art on people's houses and alleyway walls
- Has a 9th grade education
- Technically a drop out
- Hasn't been back to Star City since they ran away
- Light smoker, only does it when bored and has nothing better to do
- Kind of a jokester, hardly ever seen serious
- When singing, sounds like Sunday from Sunday Mod, which usually shocks opponents for a brief second.
- Pico's only heard you sing once, and that was because a 7 year old said you couldn't sing well and you decided you couldn't let that one slide. (Yes, a 14-year-old you battled a 7 yr old and won)
- People around you tend to be on edge when you're serious, because it's hard to make you upset
- You tend to yell "Fuck Off" to any parent you see looking your way, out of pure spite against the parent population
- You've never stayed in one city for more than a week, afraid of getting attached to someone or something
- You don't like elves, no one knows why-  

Hope you enjoy!!

Chapter Text

The city of stars...
A place where the celebrities and rich live lavishly...
and the not so fortunate struggle to thrive day by day.

Two boys who have been on the run for two weeks have been spotted dashing into an alleyway as the sun begins to set over the skyline. A high school dropout and notorious graffiti artist named Pico... and BF, a blue haired boy on the somewhat shorter side with aspirations of becoming a painter. The two come to a halt, visibly out of breath. They begin to converse, unaware of another person in the alleyway.

"Another close call." Pico sighs, looking at the way they just came, making sure no one followed. "Do you think he saw us...?" a voice mumbled behind him, nervously looking around. Pico turned and looked at Boyfriend, who is, well, his boyfriend. "I don't think so." the ginger replied before sighing. "This is the third time this week we've almost been caught."

"I-I know..." Boyfriend responded, trailing off. He felt guilty, so to say. They were now on the run from his parents, having to watch their backs everywhere they went. "With them plastering your face all over town, it's inevitable that someone will eventually find us." Pico reminded, breaking Boyfriend from his thoughts.

"..." Boyfriend looked down sadly, unable to answer him. Pico looked over at him with a soft look, "We both know how they settle things." he said. He gained a semi-serious look, "We need to prepare for it."

Boyfriend couldn't hold in his worries anymore. "I told you running away wasn't a good idea! I can't do this. What if-" he continued to ramble.

"BF..."

"When he-" the softie continued, not hearing his boyfriend calling to him.

"Baby Blue..." Pico said, managing to break BF from his thought process. "You worry too much. I've got your back every step of the way. How about we do a practice round?" He offered. He gave a soft smile when Boyfriend nodded to his question. "Repeat after me." He instructed, and started singing.

[Play link above, skip to 1:11] (Idk how to add vids in this area and you be able to see it, so this was the best I could do.)

"..." Boyfriend paused after the song ended, waiting for feedback.

"..." The ginger stared, flustered, and unable to comprehend words at this moment.

Unable to take silence, BF decided to ask the question out loud. "How was that...?" he asked, nervous for the response. The green hooded ginger snapped out of his daze and smiled. "You did great! I knew you could do it." he encouraged with a smile at the end.

His words of encouragement seemed to have worked on his counterpart, because the blue headed softie perked up. "Really?" he asked. "Mhm!" the ginger replied lightly, before turning serious. "Though..." he paused, looking around.

"We should probably get a move on before-"

Footsteps could be heard at the entrance of the alleyway, interrupting their heartfelt conversation. The footsteps made the unidentified person already in the shadows slink back more, not wanting to catch any attention. They took a light drag of their cigarette, wanting to see how this would play out.

"...?""...!" Were the reactions of Pico and Boyfriend, who had somehow gotten caught in the alleyway.

A man stepped out of the shadows... He goes by the name Father Fairest. A retired rap battler whose name is as well known by the youth as it is by the generations before them. His voice was his claim to fame but nowadays he lives very well of with his beautiful wife...and up until a few weeks ago...

His talented son.

"Sport!" the boome- Father Fairest exclaimed. "We've been looking for you." he says, taking a puff of his cigar. Boyfriend doesn't reply, and Fairest takes in his surroundings. His eyes stop on Pico and a displeasing look settles on his face. "Hm. I see you're running around with that street rat again." he comments.

Pico grimaces at his comment. "...nice to see you too." he says bitterly. Boyfriend seems to snap out of his shock at his boyfriends' voice. "I-I'm sorry, dad, I can explain-!" he starts. "So. You think you're all grown up now?" Fairest starts, effectively shutting down his son's stuttering explanation.

Fairest continues when Benjamin doesn't answer. "If you're such an adult, then you should have no problem beating me in a rap battle!" he exclaims again, shocking both Pico and Benjamin. "Huh?!" the younger blue haired male exclaims after his initial shock.

Father Fairest takes another puff of his cigar before answering. "C'mon, sport! Show me what you got!"

[Play link above, skip to 3:42, watch if you want, or use it as background music!]

After the battle, Boyfriend still appears nervous, while Father Fairest looks proud. "You sound just as good as your old man! It's a real shame you're putting all that talent to waste..." The old man quips, attempting to sound remorseful at the end.

Boyfriend pauses, unable to answer to that. His ginger counterpart notices and smiles softly, getting his attention. "Hey, don't listen to him, Softie." he urges, not wanting his Boyfriend to fall pray to his father's tricks.

Father Fairest ignored him and continued, "Your mother and I built this perfect life for you so you could become a star..." He paused, an amused but strained smile on his face. "And you want to be what? A painter?" he stopped and let out a flat chuckle. "Doesn't that just sound ridiculous?"

"Just listen to me for once-" Boyfriend tried, before being interrupted by his father. "Speak up, I can't hear you." the older said, growing irritated. Benjamin huffed out a small breath before trying again. "It's my life-!" he started, before being interrupted again (Like, let the man speak-).

Father Fairest chuckled darkly, raising an eyebrow. "Oh is it now?"

[Play link above, skip to 5:35. You can watch it or just listen as you read, your choice!]

Having enough of this 'nonsense', Fairest started to make a deal. He put on a thoughtful face. "Hm. You know-" he paused, knowing he interested the two in whatever he was about to say. He continued, "It's been a real pain trying to find you these past couple weeks..." he trailed off, Benjamin looking at him, not knowing how to respond.

Father Fairest smirked, "Let's make a deal, hm? If you can beat me in this next song, we can forget this all ever happened." he finished, relishing in the hopeful look that crossed his sons' eyes. His son paused a moment before responding, "Really...?" he trailed off.

Fairest smirked and raised an eyebrow, appearing nonchalant about it. "Really." he confirmed. Pico cut in, "Don't trust him, B." he said, warning his lover. Boyfriend looked at Pico then back at his father before pausing. "I-..." he started, before cutting himself off. "Okay." he managed out, agreeing to Fairest' deal.

Father Fairest allowed a disappointed frown to cover his features, "I guess it's time to finally whip you into shape." he spoke before starting the song.

[Play link above, skip to 7:30. As usual, you can watch it or use it as bg noise as you read. Your choice!]

As the two finished the song, Pico gave his boyfriend a loving smile. "You did it!" the ginger cheered. "I..." BF paused, processing the win. "yeah! I guess I did!" he finished with a smile. His smile turned nervous as he looked at his father. "So, um... we're free to go right?" he asked, making sure it wasn't a trick.

Father Fairest looked at him with a frown "...". "C'mon, sport." he replied, the frown turning into a dark smirk. "We never raised an idiot." he said. His smirk turned into a sneer, "You didn't ACTUALLY think I was leaving empty handed, did you?" he finished. He started reaching for Benjamin, attempting to grab him by the arm.

Boyfriend went into a panic, trying to stop his father. "N-no... st-" he tried weakly. He then gathered the courage to try and moved away, yelling "STAY AWAY FROM ME!". Pico targets a spray can at him, ready to strike. Before he could, however, a voice stops them all.

"Well, I'll be damned! Is that Daddy Dearest I see?" a joking voice says, walking out of the shadows in the alleyway. They were a little taller than Pico, smoking a cigarette. They wore a black sleeveless turtleneck that stops halfway up the neck, and a (Fav color) jacket, rolled up to the elbows. They had light-ish black pants that were baggy and being help up by a belt. Their pants tucked into a pair of black combat boots that were splattered with paint of various colors.

Their stance was laid back, like they haven't just witnessed some big drama. They took a drag of their cigarette, their black finger-less fishnet gloves on full display. After a moment of looking, Pico figured out who this was. "No way..." he whispered to himself, his eyes a little wide.

Father Fairest scowled at the name. "First off, it's Father Fairest. Secondly, who the hell are you?!" he asked, agitated. The mystery person giggled, taking another small drag from their cigarette. Afterwards they feigned being hurt, clutching at their heart. "Oh! I can't take this! I've been gone for 4 years and you've already forgotten your favorite vandalist!" they said out in a dramatic show of hurt.

Fairest' eyes widen in recognition. "You! Your the one that kept spray painting my stuff! I had the pay for a repaint on my car multiple times because of you!" he yelled, pointing a finger at them. They playfully fanned their face with the hand that wasn't holding the cigarette. "Oh please! I can't take all the credit! I had help!" they quipped, sending a wink to Pico that went unnoticed by both blue-haired males.

Pico noticed, it was a sign they used when they were preparing for a quick get away. All he had to do was get ready to grab BF and run. While Fairest and the new person were going back and forth, Pico got his boyfriends attention. He whispered into BF's ear, "When I say go, we run. Okay?" he asked. Boyfriend nodding in response. The painter grabbed his boyfriend's hand, prepared to run.

Just to annoy the man, the mystery person pulls out a one liner. "Whiteboards are remarkable." they say out of nowhere, throwing Fairest off his game. In his state of brief confusion, the person pulls out a book from God-knows-where, and chunks it full force at Father Fairest, effectively hitting him square on the face and knocking him over.

As he's down, the mystery person turns around and bolts, running out of the alleyway. With Pico briefly distracted from holding his laugh in at Fairest, he's quickly reminded of what needs to be done when his counterpart yells out "PICO!" and pulls his hand. The said ginger snaps back and tugs BF the way out towards the same direction of the stranger, making a successful getaway.

When they officially made it far enough, the trio stop to catch their breath. The mystery person turns around and goes to hug Pico. "Pico! It's been forever man! How've you been?" they say. Pico chuckles and returns the hug. "I've been okay, you?" he responds. Both forgetting about the very confused painter.

The person yet to be named pulls back and sighs before taking a light drag of the cigarette that's somehow still lit. They give a laid back smile, "I've been good. Just, you know, being everywhere and nowhere. Figured I'd stop by for a visit." they finished.

"Um..." the blued haired male finally speaks up, reminding the other two of him. Pico looks at him and turns to the mystery person. "I want you to meet my boyfriend, Boyfriend..." Pico says, looking back at BF. The mystery person holds their hand out to Boyfriend for a hand shake. "Nice to meet you Little Blue! Name's Y/N!" they say, finally introducing themselves.

"Little Blue...?" Boyfriend mumbles, confused. Pico picks up on this and chuckles, grabbing his hand. "Y/N likes nicknames, it's sort of a way to show that they're cool with you." the ginger explains, clearing up his counterpart's confusion. BF nods and smiles slightly, "It's... nice to meet you too...?" he trails off, feeling awkward about the introduction.

He then remembers that you helped them escape. "I'm sorry you had to help us escape like that." he apologizes, looking away shamefully. He hears you chuckle at his apology. "Don't worry 'bout it, LB. I enjoy messing with Fairest, he has the most funny reactions." you console, reminiscing of the times you messed with him for the hell of it.

Pico glances around before speaking his thoughts. "We should probably find a place to stay for the night." he announces. "Ditto." you respond while Boyfriend shakes his head in agreement. The newly formed trio walk around, looking for a place to keep out of sight for the night.