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Polarized Perceptions

Chapter 2: Disruptive Peace

Summary:

Sykkuno's POV

Notes:

Sorry for the radio silence and rush chapter! Damn I'm really getting used to slow updates. This feels like word vomit but I hope you enjoy reading this!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

One look at Sykkuno, people might see him as a soft mannered person or in some other ways a fragile one. Due to the way he carries himself with just simple clothing such as jeans and a shirt sometimes topped with a hoodie if he's feeling stylish, he might try some long sleeves here and there. He's the type of guy that you might not even noticed in the crowd.  So at the end, people's first view of him was he wouldn't be a trouble at all and If Sykkuno has put that to use who would know? that's really a bad way to say it but Sykkuno doesn't even know that he's capable of doing it. An added evidence for his reputation of being a real anime boy.
 
So Sykkuno sat down pinching his nose to calm his nerves down after another brawl accidentally supplied by Toast but have been again made even worse by Rae. Sykkuno lifted his head up to see Rae huffing but continued doing her stuff while Toast resolute as ever as if he was the one who has been bothered. Then when Sykkuno's attention turned to Corpse he can see the amusement within his eyes.  Corpse suddenly coughed as if trying to block a giggle trying to come out, Sykkuno hide a small smile behind his hand and then his eyes swept to the dreaded files slowly he’s come back to pinching his nose once more.
 
“So, what’s bothering you Wooer of Souls?” Corpse softly asked but that didn’t lessen the shocked in Sykkuno’s face.
 
“Corpse? S-sorry wha- what? Where did tha-” 
 
“There’s probably some poll lurking in twitter dot com but” Corpse flapped his hand nonchalantly and coughed before pointing to the files. Sykkuno let himself be distracted but he thinks he doesn’t want to know what he will see probably in twitter.
 
“Umm, didn’t I said that we’re going to have at least a 12-hour drive to New Mexico right?”
 
Corpse nodded yet inclined his head. “So what’s the gist?”
 
“Well umm, I changed it to another case or well we’re going to tone down a bit for ghost hunting and to a more well-known site”
 
“Wait, what? That’s kind of something you wouldn’t want to say or even do, Sykkuno.”
 
Sykkuno made a helpless gesture and burrowed his eyebrows “I know, Corpse but we can’t always be reckless.”
 
Corpse snickered and gave him one a teasing reaction. “Says you, Sykkuno.”
 
“Hmm? What? What do you me- “
 
The van slowly shook due to the door automatically closing as Rae typed on the keypad. “As you two always get distracted, Me and Toast have finally finished packing the shit ton of equipment and ready for the long ass drive. So, would you Sykkuno help Toast with the GPS and Corpse help me again with those knife tricks so I can stab Sykkuno with style.”
 
Sykkuno as always easily provided an affronted expression “Really, Rae?”
 
She smirked and waved a hand for Corpse and Corpse shrugged his shoulders with a smile. Sykkuno just heaved a sigh, sliding out the glass window that is in between the head and the body of the truck and began to gave Toast a series of directions for their first stop. For that 12 hours, on each of the stop they changed drivers and everytime the van's door signaled their entrance, it always earned a series of reaction from people due to how loud and obnoxious it was.

They reached their destination exactly at night. The van was parked in front of a theater. One looked at building, It was drastically different from the usual style of a theater due to the abstract designs outside that made it popped out from the building surrounding it. The owner of the establishment was an old man already waiting on front of the main entrance.  The van door finally opened then came the  Amigops team carrying all the equipments right up through the entrance.

Rae suddenly puttered around the boxes in the rack and proudly grabbed a box to present the costumes she have arranged for this specific day. "Sykkuno! Toast!" She pushed the box to Sykkuno and gave Toast a withering glare. "You better be careful wearing this or so God help me"

Before Toast can make a comeback, Sykkuno already turned to asked the owner if they can changed in their restroom. The owner happily obliged and pointed them to the directions. Sykkuno and Toast walked to the restroom and both of them taken a more closed look on their costume. Sykkuno saw that he has long sleeve with a tie and long coat then a bowl hat. He looked over to see what Toast have on his side and to see he also have the same top outfit but with different coat that has like a shorter cape around the shoulder then when he looked up to see Toast  already wearing  a Sherlock hat  then added to that fake moustache on place and in his mouth was also a fake pipe. Toast looked smug already ready to take in his character.

"Watson, You bloody hurry up we have a mystery to solve here!"

"Oi mate,  we bbettir git on with it then." Sykkuno tried to have an accent but he feels like he's just mispronouncing words again.

Toast just laughed  and has taken the vacant stall to change while Sykkuno also went to a stall while muttering the accent to himself. When they have finished changing to their outfit, Toast stepped out in the restroom with his posture straight forward while petting his fake moustache. Sykkuno on the other hand where quite uncomfortable still adjusting the lapels on his coat as if it will fit better.

As they reached the main hall, Rae took a look at them and began adjusting some of the parts in the outfit. Sykkuno continued to fiddle with his collar and tie trying to make it less suffocating then suddenly he felt a presence in front of him then there was Corpse holding his green scarf. What what? where did he get that? He usually put it folded inside his hoodie for good charm. Oh frick, he left his clothes on the box.  Corpse pointed to his hands where he was still fiddling so Sykkuno shrugged and let Corpse adjust the tie in a more comfortable fit then put the scarf around his neck. Corpse stepped back and gave an approving thumbs up which made Sykkuno subconciously preen in the attention.

Rae clapped signaling that it was finally to begin the shoot. Sykkuno and Toast sat on the set up chair on the hallway. Sykkuno breathed out and even without an audience, he straightened up his features trying to encompass his persona. He doesn't know why and when did the glare of the camera's lens suddenly seems to taunt him as if it were judging his every moment. He sweeped his bangs to the side focusing more on the movement to lessen the uneasiness thrumming in his body.

Corpse was behind the camera giving him a look and Rae raising an eyebrow at him. Sykkuno barelled through not even giving them a glance just focusing on the lense of the camera. When Corpse gave them a signal that the camera is ready. Sykkuno channeled his confidence and began the usual introduction.

“This week in the misadventures of the amigops we're going to investigate the Kimo Theatre to gather up evidences to the question-"

"If Toast will finally get fucked by the ghost." Toast smugly said.

"T-toast?"

"As you can see ladies and gentleman but more importantly ladies, we're wearing costumes today. So yes nothing like foreplay will surely make this investigation more succesful and more.. pleasuring in a sense."

Sykkuno saw snickering behind the camera as Corpse and Rae tried to control their laughter which seems to fuel Toast even more. "Ohh let's not forget, Corpse Husband, surely he will make this more pleasurable. Corpse if you want, you can wave at the camera that will really get the numbers going."

"Jeesus, Corpse you shouldn- "

Corpse waved his hand in front of the camera and teased. "I really appreciate you guys making me so special."

Sykkuno swallow his amusement and covered it behind his hand and tried to immediately changed the topic. "Umm, okay, the Kimo Theatre has opened its doors on September 19,1927 by a man named Oresti Bachechi. It's name Kimo came from two indian words literal meaning of mountain lion but more interpreted "king of its kind". There were some inkling of other haunting but what stands out the most is the death of six year old boy named Bobby Darnall in 1951. The boy was killed when the boiler exploded and to this day he hunts the corridors of the Theater."

"Really, Sykkuno? A kid? No offense but i thought this outfit is not really just to make a clown to ourselves to entertained a kid. I was really enjoying the mustache even." Toast tone is melancholic which added some effect with him stroking his fake mustache.

"Well I did say there's possible sightings of other ghosts."

Toast brightly smiled "I hope there's other sightings."

Sykkuno heavily sighed but the comfort of this routine grounded him to his self and he really cherished this moments. He hoped he made the right choice.

Notes:

Thank you for reading!

I would try to add some research notes and either edit to make this more authentic but thank you for witnessing the well kind of draft.