no cops at pride, just litzibitz trost and her girl gang with unusual weapons
honestly it would make sense that the people of wendimoor come back to life (thanks to moloch?)
I mean, silas & panto have been working on trying to end the war between their families this whole time & they managed to finally express it to their parents, who seemed like they understood or at least considered it & then bam they’re all dead, the end?
they could come back & kind of, start over, build a different, more calm & equal world thanks to silas & panto
& the prophecy said dirk gently would save their land & the people etc? like, come on
Prompt because I love your drabbles: Todd and Dirk find each other in Wendimoor and Todd is at first surprised by Dirk’s ruffled hair and then offers to comb Dirk’s hair with his fingers
thank you so much! that means a lot to me! xx this is a quick, silly drabble to give you guys a break from my usual angst(also this basically has to ignore the last episode bc their reunion was quite different than we expected tho probably exactly what we should have)
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Dirk ran fast, flailing his arms as he went and trying his best not to trip on anything on the forest floor. He glanced behind him to see if The Beast was following him, but so far it seemed like he’d be able to outrun her.His sprint came to a sudden stop when he collided with something in front of him and fell on his arse.“Ouch!” He screeched and looked up to see what he’d ran into.“Son of a-“Or who he’d ran into.“Todd!?” Dirk squealed, recognizing the grumpy voice.“Dirk!?” Todd responded.Quickly they both got up and grinned at each other. Dirk’s hands immediately placed themselves on Todd’s shoulders in excitement, to which Todd responded by grabbing a hold of Dirk’s biceps.“Oh I’m glad I ran into you, though the literal running into each other could have been avoided, nonetheless, most importantly, I solved the case!” Dirk screamed and did a little victory dance.Todd looked puzzled. “Wait, you said you quit being a detective like, an hour ago, and now you’ve solved the case?” He asked.“Yes!” Dirk replied.Todd laughed. “Of course you have.”“No time to waste, Todd, we have work to do!” Dirk exclaimed and patted Todd on the shoulder.“Wait, slow down, how did you solve the case? What happened? Who’s the boy? How do we get out of Wendimoor? Do you know where Amanda is? And… What the hell happened to your hair?” Todd asks in one exhale and then furrows his brows while turning his attention to Dirk’s unusually styled hair.“Oh, yes, that-““Bibbit rude!” Came a gruff but feminine voice from behind Dirk. Dirk jumped. Todd screamed, reaching for the weapon at his belt.“No, no! Todd! She’s harmless! Well, not harmless per say, she did tie me up and hold me hostage, however, she doesn’t want to hurt us. Or me at least, I’m not sure where she stands with you.” Dirk rambled.Todd blinked a few times. “Huh?”“Bibbit my boyfreen!” The Beast said and hugged Dirk’s leg with her whole body.“You- I am so lost right now.” Todd deadpanned.Dirk shrugged. “It appears that she has grown quite attached to me. Again, rather literally. Anyway, the case-““Are we really just gonna ignore the creature currently hanging onto your leg?” Todd asked.Dirk looked down at The Beast and then back at Todd. “Yes?”Todd sighed. “Fine. So?”Dirk grinned again. “So! To answer your questions: from clues, while being stuck in that cave of a throne room, Moloch, no idea whatsoever, unfortunately no and what’s wrong with my hair?”Todd took a minute to go over his questions and matching them with Dirk’s answers. He didn’t know where to start, so naturally he looked back up at Dirk’s hair.“It’s… A mess, frankly.” Todd snorted.Dirk furrowed his brows. “Oh.”Todd laughed fondly. “Here, let me.” He said as he reached up to sort out Dirk’s hair, only to find his hand aggressively pushed away at the last second.“MA BOYFREEN!” The Beast screamed.“What the hell!” Todd replied.“Now, now, darling, things are a bit different outside of that cave… Thing.” Dirk explained softly to The Beast.The Beast frowned. “Bibbit my boyfreen.”Dirk stared at her for a moment. “Right. However, I’m not just Bibbit anymore. I’m also Dirk. A non-lumberjack detective. And Todd is my friend.” Dirk gestures towards Todd as he tried to reason with The Beast and all Todd could do was roll his eyes.“Toad Bibbit’s boyfreen?” The Beast asked, visibly confused.Todd’s eyes widened.For once, Dirk seemed at loss for words. After a moment of consideration, however, The Beast however didn’t seem to need an answer.“Bibbit’s boyfreen ok.” The Beast said excitedly and poked Todd in the shin.Todd turned to stare at Dirk.Dirk let out an awkward laugh. “I believe her definition of ‘boyfriend’ might just mean, you know, a friend who’s a boy.” He reasoned.“Right.” Todd replied.“Bibbit still ma boyfreen. Toad no steal. No seefish.” The Beast said and gave Todd a threatening glare. Todd had no idea what would be the best course of action.“Alright, well, we should get moving! We’re on a case!” Dirk exclaimed and nudged The Beast to start walking, well, her way of walking.“Wait.” Todd said and Dirk stilled.Todd walked up to Dirk, quickly glanced at The Beast who was still walking in front of them and then reached up to touch Dirk’s hair. He brushed the messy fringe back into its place and smoothed the shorter hairs down. Not that he would ever admit it, but he might have ended up just petting Dirk’s head and running his fingers through the longer parts once he’d already fixed his hair.Slowly Todd drew his hands back, trying to fight the blush forming on his face.“Thank you, Todd.” Dirk said quietly. He seemed to be blushing slightly too.“Yeah. Sure.” Todd mumbled.Neither of them thought to start walking again, they just stood there, as if challenging each other in a weirdly fond staring contest.“Bibbit and boyfreen slow!” The Beast groaned from a few feet away, breaking their eye contact.Dirk definitely blushed now. “We should-““Yeah.” Todd said.They started walking. Soon, Todd spoke up again.“You think we could get her to stop calling me your boyfriend before we find my sister? Cause we’ll never hear the end of that.”
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if you have any fic ideas, please send me prompts! I’d love to write them. my inbox is open! x
I don’t think people (& other creatures) in wendimoor care about what gender anyone falls in love with because no one reacted to silas being in love with panto who is a man, but to panto who is supposed to be his enemy
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wendimoor is a world created by a child’s imagination. children don’t give a crap about that stuff.
omg are todd’s handcuffs a huge chinese fingertrap? amazing