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ieytd Lore #3: No Survivors (Pt 1 because it’s too long)

(The picture above is the storyboard and notes I made for this chapter:)

They were in space. On a Zor space shuttle. Trying to stop a weapon that could destroy cities in a single blast. So much to take in in such little time. But they had to focus, it was necessary, because even one tiny slip up could have the fate of the world in the hands of Zoraxis. The two agents were successful in getting on the space shuttle safely and without being identified. A big canon-like machine pointed out of the main part of the shuttle was probably the Death Engine they were sent to destroy. “Agents, you need to find a way to eliminate that Death Engine, millions of lives are depending on it.” Reginald’s voice echoed in both Pheonix and Pheoness’s ears. The two searched their quarters, trying to obtain any info about this lethal weapon, but was cut short by an ominous countdown “Agents? Is that a countdown…? What is happening-“ before he could finish, the countdown hit zero and a powerful red beam fired out of the laser, hitting Earth with tremendous force. The impact from the beam violently shook their shuttle, only static came from both of their earpieces. “Reginald….? REGINALD?! Pheoness called out in a shaky cry. Was the communications cut short? Or was it his life that was cut short? Either way, the agents have now witnessed the full power of Zoe’s death Engine. Pheonix put a reassuring hand on her shoulder before they heard a female voice on the speakers. Whoever it was had a slight Russian accent. “Zor always puts me with the newbies…” she sighs “Well, you’ve probably heard of me but I’m commander Solaris. You better get out of there. I don’t think your shuttle will take another blast, it would collapse.” Agent Pheoness sighs “That ain’t good…I feel like living for another few decades.” The two gather info on the shuttle and its technology. They would get out of this confined shuttle and not risk dying, but there was a conveniently placed barrel of radiation just outside their door. Opening it would mean certain death. Fortunately, they were able to work out some of the mechanisms of the shuttle like the gravity controls and used them to activate a robotic arm from outside the shuttle. Finally! A way to destroy this machine once and for all! Their reassurance slowly fades as they hear Commander Solaris’s voice on the speakers once more. “Apparently, Zor’s got some info on you, AGENTS!” Oh crap, Zor knows they’re here. They know the two want to destroy the Death Engine. Commander Solaris let out a sinister laugh as she controlled a robotic arm of her own, one that was holding another barrel of radiation. Honestly, how does Zoraxis get this much radiation like people just hand it out?! The robotic arm whipped back “Catch..”

ieytd lore #3 No Survivors (Pt 2)

Solaris snickered as it flung the radiation towards them. Only precious seconds before the radiation crashes into the shuttle and kills them. Quickly, Agent Pheonix uses the robot arm they had control of and did exactly what Commander Solaris told them to do. He caught the barrel before it hit their shuttle. Agent Pheoness was extremely impressed with him, realizing he wasn’t gonna die as easily as she thought. “Good thinking, kid.” She chuckled, ruffling his hair. Pheonix smiled, but he notices a panel outside their shuttle and underneath the Death Engine “You think you can get that open, Pheoness?” He asks. Agent Pheoness smirks “Gladly.” She uses her telekinesis to open the panel. Inside was what could only be the energy source of the Death Engine. They destroy that, they destroy that, they destroy the whole machine. “It’s too big for my telekinesis to destroy!” Pheoness states. Pheonix looks at the radiation in the robotic hand. “What if we use the radiation to override the machine?” Pheonix asks and Pheoness replies with a scoff “That’s both stupid and reckless, anyone with a brain can can figure out that’s a bad idea..” despite her comment, she smirks “Good thing we don’t use ours. Go for it, kid.” Pheonix smirks mischievously, placing the radiation in its core.This causes the core from glowing red to a green hue as another countdown to fire the laser activates. “You idiots have ruined everything! Now all of us are gonna die!” Commander Solaris shouts as mini explosions go off near the core when the machine tries to power up. As the countdown reaches 0, the machine malfunctions, causing the whole shuttle to explode. Everything faded into darkness. The weapon was destroyed and the world was saved. Unfortunately, NO SURVIVORS REMAINED! Wait….if no survivors remained, how did Agent Pheoness wake up to the sound of ERs? Pheoness bolts upright, the memories of both what she went through and the questions of what happens now making her weakened body panic, that is, until she felt a comforting hand on her arm “Hey, Agent, calm down..you’re safe now..” She hears a familiar voice whisper. She looks beside her to see Reginald by her side. Though her body was very sore, she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around him and embrace him. “Reginald….I thought the death engine killed you!” Pheoness sighs. Reginald returns the hug, rubbing her back gently. “No…that blast only cut off communications. How are you though? When the agency’s ships found you two, there was a lot of radiation in your lungs.” “We’re fine..we’re just- Oh no…Pheonix?! Where’s Agent Pheonix?!” Handler laughed and turned her head so she could see Pheonix. He was sitting upright in his own bed next to hers. “We did one heck of a job, Pheoness..” He said, his voice a little weaker than his regular energetic self. “You guys sure did…” Reginald replied “Zor’s plans were completely foiled when you two blew up the Death Engine. Unfortunately, the Agency had to fake your deaths so Zor doesn’t know you’re alive. In the meanwhile, you can take a break from the missions while you recover. So, It was true. No survivors remained on the Death Engine incident, but that’s only what they want you to think.

I swear this would be Pheoness. That is adorable❤️

Roxana: can you help me with something really quick?

Reginald: sorry, Roxana. No can do. Phoenix never lets anyone touch them but they fell asleep on my shoulder so I'm staying here as long as I can.

Roxana: understandable. I'll see you later.

Pheoness before she was nice (This takes place in Friendly Skies btw)

Agent Pheonix: Oooooh my first mission! This car is so cool! Reginald: You better be careful, agent. There could be deadly weapons everywhere. Agent Pheoness: *spectating* I swear, if he dies on his first mission you’re gonna be both Handler and Hand-less Reginald: Agent Pheonix: The rest of the Agency:

A few minutes later

Worker on the P.A: will a Reginald Crane come pick up their child at the front desk?

*the gang goes shopping*

Reginald: okay, Phoenix, no wandering off. In order to keep you out of trouble, one of us will be holding your hand at all times so you can't leave.

Phoenix: *looking down at both of their empty hands ten minutes later when everyone else got distracted and walked away* ... Hm...

Phoenix: *slips away from the group so quietly no one notices* a shadow in the night.

Pheonix waved cheerfully ”See ya! Well they were fun, right Pheoness….Pheoness…?”

Pheoness was lost in thought thinking of the thousands of dimensions of sweet, cuddly and adorable Reginald variants. “We need to look into this..” she says, staring at the box intently

*Agent Phoeness and Agent Phoenix both get letters address to them. Based on the design and format, it does seem to come from the EOD, albeit with slight differences.

Greetings!

It seems like I finally established contact. The name's Agent 13-12. It's a pleasure to meet you... if you're open to it, of course. I hope this letter finds you well.

I'm one of the many EOD agents running around here and there.

My intention is to form a friendship here and there. Although it does take specialized equipment to establish a two way contact.

Anyway, I hope you're doing well.

Sincerely,

Agent 13-12

(@eod-agent-13-12, which is my side blog so I don't end up flooding the main tags. XD)

Pheoness looks at Pheonix questionably “There’s no Agent 13-12 in our agency.” She says “What kinda crap did you pull?” Agent Pheonix raised his hands in surrender “Nothing this time! I swear!”

Pheoness lets out an exhausted sigh “Well whoever it is, good and bad, want to meet us. Let’s send something back. Hopefully, it’s not a trap.” The two write a letter back to the address left on the previous envelope. If said

Greetings Agent 13-12, We have gotten your letter. You seem to be a legitimate Agent due to the design and format. But how do we find out who you are? And what do you mean by “specialized equipment?” -Agent Pheonix and Pheoness

It would Happen E-van-tually

(Just basically Pheonix and Pheoness’s reactions moving into the van that I turned into a trailer)

Pheoness was pretty pissed, after saving the world, she thought she would at least get a bigger office, but no, they get a TRAILER. She could curse out the higher ups there and then, but she didn’t want Phoenix’s precious, innocent ears to hear. Pheonix, on the other hand, seemed to be happy in their new environment though, bouncing on the couch bed like a hyperactive child “This is amazing!” He squeals “Yea, the claustrophobic shower is great too…” Pheoness scoffs sarcastically, searching around the place and mumbling to herself annoyed. She misses her old office even more. But even though all this new change clouded 50% of her thoughts, the night before took the other half of her brain. “I know that look…” Pheonix snickers “You’re thinking about that night with Reggie, weren’t you?” Pheoness sighed, taking a seat. She told him about that night but it always seemed to be brought up again. “I just don’t know, Pheonix. Something just felt…..different….the slight heaviness in his accent when he was speaking,…the way his coffee brown eyes glow in the dim light. Crap, that didn’t feel like when I talk to people normally…maybe it was just the stress of . situation..” she rambled, stopping abruptly at when Pheonix put a hand on her arm “Pheoness, Relax. Breathe. You’re gonna stress yourself out..plus, I think it’s pretty obvious.” She looks at him questionably “And if it’s so obvious, then please care to explain?” Pheonix smirks “You’re in loooooove~” He teases. It takes a few seconds for her to process before she glows scarlet. Love? LOVE?! No…it couldn’t be. She didn’t even care about anyone a few years back, there’s no way. “You’re crazy. There could be any other explanation!” She scoffs. She was incapable of feeling love, it was a fact. Everyone knew that. “Oh come onnnnnn, you always seem to notice the smallest things about him.” Pheonix urges on “Well that’s strictly cause I’m observant. Completely platonic. Plus, it’s agency rules to be in a romantic relationship with another employee.” Pheonix’s smile fades into a frustrated pout, it seems like he supported the idea, but he couldn’t argue with Agency Rules. “Hey, I know what would cheer you up. Look behind you.” Pheoness says and Phoenix’s eyes widen in joy seeing the beautiful object behind him “MINI FRIDGE?!” “MINI FRIDGE!” And they dash to the mini fridge and yap about it like chihuahuas while scarfing down all the food that wascurrently in the fridge. Even if they have to go on ANOTHER death defying mission in a few days, they might as well take the joys of their new home (And the food) While they still can)

ieytd Lore #4 Spotlight on The Hatchling (Pt 1)

(Warning: Mentions of blood, violence and canonical death)

Reginald said this would be a mission, but it didn’t feel like it. The blinding lights throughout the stage, the discordant melody of instruments tuning, it was all so unfamiliar but oh so beautiful. Pheoness, all dressed up in her satin tuxedo, takes a seat. Her arm runs across the soft fabric from the arm of the chair. This was Pheoness’s first time in a theater, so every sound, every sight, were new to her. Agent Pheonix was already set up backstage, attempting to find info on whatever Zoraxis activity was occurring here. Next to her was a fidgety, hyperactive Reginald. “Reginald! Calm down! Remember, we have to focus on what’s important.” She said, pointing at the Prime Minister, the man that they were trying to protect. Reginald calms down but her grip was still like iron on the chair’s arm “Yes, you’re right, agent.” He muttered and spoke in his earpiece “Pheonix? Any suspicious activity?” On the other side, Phoenix can be heard, seemingly eating something. “Nope, just setting things up backstage. And we get free donuts!” Pheoness sighs wearily, of course Pheonix’s first priority was food. After a few minutes, the lights start to dim and the curtain raises, presenting the Hollywood Actor John Juniper, which makes Reginald let out a small squeal “It’s John Juniper, IN THE FLESH!” Pheoness had to grip his arm gently to calm him “Yes, Reginald. Now breathe.” Pheoness didn’t exactly hate Juniper, but she just found him maybe just a LITTLE overrated. “Uh…guys..that mask looks weird..I think it’s boobytrapped.” Pheonix says “Well then figure it out and disable it! It’s already hard enough to control this-this toddler!” She demands shakily as she sees the mask descending onto the stage. “Reginald! The mask is dangerous!” Pheoness shakes him out of his starstruck daze. “I…I think I got it!” Pheonix exclaims. It was the last thing they heard before the mask exploded, the impact sending them back slightly. When Pheoness regains her vision, the mad and the theater is up in flames! Heavy clouds of smoke burned her eyes and lungs as the sound of screaming and audiences panicked footsteps fill the room. “Reginald..you okay…?!” She shouts and after a second, hears Reginald’s voice in the midst of all the chaos “Yea! The Prime Minister got out safe! Let’s get out of here!” Her head was pounding with pain as she hobbled away to the nearest emergency exit. But she stopped. She had to, for a noise made her. One that paralyzed her in her position.

ieytd lore #4? Spotlight on the Hatchling (Pt 2)

Without a second thought, she sprinted towards the sound. It was high pitched and like a banshees wail. It was calling out to her without a doubt from the way it attracted her. A wave of nausea hit her as more and more smoke made its way into her lungs. Tails from flames charred her skin. Things seemed to be distorting from reality and the excruciating headache increased tenfold. As the noise got louder and louder, the area seemed to warp into a familiar yet torturous area. There, in the middle the flames, was a small girl. She seemed to be the source of the sound. Her tear stained face looked…so much like herself. Pheonix, watching from the catwalk, sees his friends figure through the fire, screaming for her to get out, but everything else was just as mute as static to Pheoness. She goes to the child, but some sort of force gets a hold on her neck, shortening her already limited breaths. She tries to claw away at the grip on her neck, but it’s hopeless. A light blue glow comes from her neck, revealing the silhouette of a hand, then an arm. Soon, the whole body is visible. The figure had no face, but she could see the cruel smirk that it would have on its lips. “You can’t escape me forever…” the strange voice said before shoving her forward towards the young girl. It was like that one push drained all of Pheoness’s strength. Her legs wouldn’t respond as she crawled across the floor, each breath agonizing as smoke stung her throat. Finally, she approached the little girl. Her body was on the brink of being fully dysfunctional. Her arms, the only thing partially working, wrapped around the girls torso, bringing her in her protection. She finally heard Pheonix’s voice, but was too late….a gunshot finished her off with a bullet to the chest.

“Pheoness…PHEONESS!” Her vision was blurred from the experience. But she saw multiple figures crowding around her. She instantly recognized Phoenix’s black suit and red tie. Her headache was gone but when she sat up, every other part of her body flashed in extreme pain and she let out a strangled groan. “Don’t move…it’s okay…” Phoenix says in a soothing voice. She can finally see clearly. Phoenix and Reginald were there along with multiple paramedics. “Oh, thank goodness you’re awake….” Reginald sighs, visible tear stain running down his cheeks “W-what happened?” She moaned weakly “There was a kid stuck in the building and you rushed into the building to save her, ya idiot. I tried to tell you to run but one of Zor’s goons shot you..good thing it missed vital organs.” Pheonix said hurriedly. That..wasn’t how she remembered it going… she didn’t get out of the building…she…she shouldn’t be alive. Her memories went foggy as Reginald and Pheonix carried her to the trailer “You get some rest, okay?” Reginald said, stroking her head once before leaving. Pheonix set her on the bed, but there was one thing she recalled Pheonix saying before she fell into slumber “I know what really happened.”

I 100% support this. The fact that my OC agent Pheoness is Asexual makes this so much more funnier😭🤣

Consider

Incubus John Juniper who uses his powers to make everyone like him and lust for him so much that he is basically the first pick for every role because no one can withstand his raw sexual appeal. Then in safe and sound when he kidnaps Agent Phoenix he fully expects Phoenix to be so turned on by being so close to him that they basically give themself up but instead they interrupt his monologue by yelling "hey can you shut tf up? Christ you're such a pompous jackass."

Ieytd Lore #5 Whispers of The past

“Alright, fine. I’ll tell her, but you owe me.”

Phoenix’s annoyed mumbling becomes audible to her as Pheoness regains consciousness. Slightly bloody and burned wraps covered her body. “Pheonix…” Her voice was a low groan, mixed with both fatigue and soreness. “Oh, Pheoness..you’re awake.” He hung up the phone that was in his hand. “W…who was that…?” Pheoness muttered, trying to sit up but her torso was entangled in soreness, along with the rest of her body. “Oh, that’s Reginald. We…or you…have another mission.” Pheonix’s comment was met with another weary groan from her “Tell him I’m dead. I’m too tired for this.”

Pheonix laughs softly “I don’t think you wanna miss this mission.” “And why is that?” Pheonix throws her a thin paper slip. The mask logo on it was oddly familiar as she observed it from between her fingers “I’m guessing it has to do with that overrated actor Reggie was gushing about at the theater?” Pheonix nods “He says he has info on the attack, but he’s in Europe right now so you lucky duck gets to fly there on his own private jet tonight to meet him. Reginald wanted to come but the higher ups wouldn’t allow it.” Of course Reginald wanted to come, but it would really be nice to have some more personal time with him. Just to talk about the agency, nothing unprofessional. “Fine…I’ll go…I better get ready.” Pheoness sighs, getting up. Though, she feels a gentle grip on her arm “Wait…Pheoness…we need to talk about…the theater incident.” His voice seemed more gentle and concerned than normal. “Pheonix, it’s really nothing-“ “Don’t lie. Whatever happened in there was way more than nothing.” She questioned on whether to tell him, but..how did he see all of that…? No one has ever seen what she has before. She lets out an exhale, removing Pheonix’s hand from her arm. Her voice was shaky, What she was gonna confess wasn’t something she was used to talking about. They weren’t pretty memories to say the least. “Okay, but you better not tell this to ANYONE. Even Reginald. I’ll tell him when the time is right.” Pheoness nods slowly with a worried look as she began “You know how you voluntarily joined the agency to do some good in the world?” Pheonix nodded

“Well, I didn’t get that choice”

“W…what do you mean…? I thought all members were voluntary…..” Her expression darkens, painful memories coming back to her. “Don’t you ever question why you never see me go home after our missions? Why I’ve never talked about my life outside the agency?” She sighs “I don’t remember much, but I do remember having a family and a regular life…that’s all I know though. Not even my parents faces are familiar to me…” she rubs her temple before continuing “I was a smart kid, top of my class, so when I started to get common headaches, everyone thought it was just from workin hard at school. But..they started to grow longer and more painful. My parents knew something was up so they took me to the hospital. I can’t remember the exact details but something was incredibly wrong with my brain. It was so bad that I was on the verge of death. But, the Agency found me. Only they had the groundbreaking technology to cure me…the only problem was, the process was extremely costly and would use most of the research they’ve been building up to this point. So, they gave my parents a decision. They would save me only if I could work for them the rest of my life. My parents wouldn’t be able to see me due to Agency rules….you could guess what they chose, considering that I’m here…The surgery gave me the telekinetic implant in my head and the agency has owned took care of me ever since. Raised me, trained me to be the best of the best. After, I claimed my new name, Pheoness. I don’t even know if I have another name. Well, you know the rest. How my closed off attitude steered away tens of potential friends and Handlers and all that…”

Pheonix, who was hanging on to every word she was saying, had a small frown on their lips “I’m…. really sorry Pheoness….I guess that explains your personality but what does it have to do with the theater attack..?”

“I guess I forgot to tell you one crucial little detail.” Pheoness added, a weight being lifted off her shoulders. She’s been closed off for so long she forgot what it feels like to be vulnerable. “Zor heard about my little surgery. They thought of me as an imminent threat if that surgery succeeded. So, they sent their best assassins out to kill me. I don’t remember anything regarding what happened on the surgery but Director Morales told me one of the assassins got a bullet through my head, making the telekinetic implant malfunction. Somehow, I survived, but at a price. Rarely, my telekinetic impact glitches and sends me back in time. Usually, it takes me to my worst moments. I’m guessing that’s what we saw at the theater.” Pheonix, taking the information in asks “And….the silhouette that was stopping you..?” Pheoness puts on her suit as the sun sets over the horizon, a reminder that her mission was getting near “That was new. I cannot explain who or what that was. Can we stop talking about this? I’ve already moved on from my past.” Pheonix nods before wrapping his arms around her “Thank you for telling me. I know it’s hard for you.” Pheoness awkwardly hugs back, but his affection made her feel like the sun was shining upon her skin. “Alright, kid I gotta get going. Juniper’s not gonna interview himself.” Pheoness gives him a small squeeze before leaving for her flight.

My random Brain thinking Random thing

I feel like everyone in the Agency has to be like SUPER fit to become an agent, so I feel like this would happen at least once

EOD employee: *makes fun of Reginald’s dad bod* Reginald: 🥺🥺 Pheonix and Pheoness spawning with every single weapon imaginable: Were you saying something about our Handler?

Cue Pheoness, Pheonix, and Reginald platonically cuddling

Handler week day 3!

Less than halfway through Handlers week! So I made some assorted cuddlies🥺🥺🥺

If one for Reginald is made this is what I would do

Scream

cry happy tears

Roll on the floor clutching my phone

Vibrate through the ground

You get the idea

I completely forgot to post this but a while ago I had an idea - IEYTD but like one of those dating sims - so here!

Also one without my Phoenix so, if you want to, feel free to draw your Phoenix in (Please tag me if you do! I love seeing people’s designs)

I will definitely be doing more of these with other characters!

IEYTD The Musical song idea:D

OG Idea and song title: @kayssweetdreams

Working on the song with: @pandagobrr

Okay. I was thinking “The Star Always shines.” Would take place during Safe and Sound and transition to Rising Pheonix (Where John eventually dies)

Lyrics (Not done and is open to change and suggestions)

Handler?: Well hello there agent, I see you are awake. Everything’s alright now, just relax and have some cake. There’s no reason to worry, I can’t assure you more. The info’s safety stored Just don’t open that drawer! (Pheonix pries open the drawer)

(Already done with them) Great. Pheonix: Everything looks normal, so I shouldn’t get worked up. But why then is there is strange, abnormal feeling in my gut. He sounds like who he says he is, but I still have my doubts. (Grabs the lighter) Guess there’s only One way To find out. (Pheonix takes the lighter and burns the agency logo. The logo easily burns and reveals that they aren’t in the agency. A loud, long series of maniacal laughter comes from Handler as his voice converts to another familiar one. John Juniper’s)

Pheonix (speaking sarcastically): Great performance.

Juniper (Speaking in a smug tone while taking off his mimic mask): I try.

Juniper (Singing) You caught me, clever Agent. Color me impressed. but don’t think you already won For I already arranged your death (The laser cage surrounds Pheonix) Ever since I met you, taking your life has been my passion. Take your final bow cause it’s Lights! Camera! Action!

(Any ideas for the chorus?)

Can I join the movie night 🥺🥺?

Ollie did his best to disguise his shock at the invitation. He could somewhat wrap his head around Phoenix being willing to run a mission with him since they’d done it once before (albeit with Ollie having no idea) but this? He certainly wasn’t complaining, seeing as moments ago he thought he might never see Phoenix again due to their infrequent visits to Agency headquarters, he was just confused.

“Reginald’s address is technically classified, so I’ll come get you,” Phoenix was saying as they turned and continued down the hall.

“What’re we watching?”

“It’s Reginald’s choice, so probably a John Juniper flick. Ever heard of him?”

first ~ prev ~ next

good old impulsive Agent Phoenix lol

AHSNEICJTNSFIDJDNXJFJXNDNZJCMX I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AAAAAAAH THANK YOU

I did some other thing

First Meeting with Pheoness and Pheonix

"Hello, you two must be Agent Pheonix and Agent Pheoness. The name's Agent 13-12... Also known as Agent Phoenix in another dimension." They give a wry smile at that fact. "There are a lot of us running around between dimensions. It's a pleasure to meet you." They held out their hand.

Context here

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@agentpheoness, I hope it's alright to draw them. 😅 I messed Pheoness' bangs a bit, sorry about that.

I was trying out a new style.

I just realized I was spelling Phoenix wrong the entire time

HOW COME NO ONE TOLD ME ITS NOT SPELLED PHEONIX BUT PHOENIX

STAWP!

IM TRYING TO REFRAIN MY OBSESSION FOR REGINALD

THIS DOES NOT HELP SHDJSKFNCKSKGKSNCJXJDNCJGKEMCJR

What do you think your Phoenix and Reginald would look like as Zoraxis agents? :3

ooh now this is a fun prompt!! here they are :3

i’d imagine that in this timeline, Reginald grew disillusioned with the Agency’s treatment of their field agents and became a Zoraxis turncoat operative that went by the codename “Rubble.” Zor quickly realized that he was much more valuable as a handler due to his intimate knowledge of Agency operations. he was assigned to a young, nameless operative that no one else would work with due to their extreme disregard for the rules and unusually destructive nature, and after a few missions realized how much of an asset they had the potential to be. he was the one who gave them the nickname Operative Matchstick after he was questioned for sending them into a highly secure building alone, saying that a fuse only requires a single, well-applied match. they succeeded on their mission and blew up the building once they were done, cueing the higher-ups in on what Reginald had realized long ago.

since everyone else refused to work with them, Reginald himself was often recon and backup for Matchstick. reports started coming in of a strange man in a dark trench coat appearing places before vanishing without a trace. within a day or two, everywhere he went, destruction was certain to follow. if he was seen in a building, you could be certain that that very night, it would be burned to the ground. thus, the Agency started calling him The Raven; the black-clad omen of death.

soooooo yeah! the Agency would really have their hands full with these two. let’s be glad that in canon, Agent Phoenix has morals

Handler week Final Day

(Sorry I’m a little behind I had some personal issues)

They sent a card to Reggie on the last day of Handler week. This is what it said

“Hey Reggie! I’m so sad we can’t officially pamper you anymore. If it weren’t for you, me and Pheoness would probably be somewhere in heaven right now. You’re as much of a great friend as you are a Handler and we love you so much! Thanks for everything you’ve done for the both of us -Agent Pheonix❤️

“To Reginald. Well, I’m not good at this sentimental crap but I’ll try my best. Handler week was a very much deserved week for you. After all, you’re working your butt off all day to keep me and Pheonix alive. I can’t go on without saying thank you for not abandoning me when everyone else did. My life wouldn’t have been the same if it weren’t for you and Pheonix Sincerely, Agent Pheoness💙”

(I added some scars on Pheonix and Pheoness btw>:)