('LETHAL' SERIES PART I)
Of course, having the ability to change and move objects using nothing more than brain power has its perks, but being sent to a special school isolated from all other humans is definitely not one of them in Phil Lester's min...
Phil Dismissing Dan's vagueness from that morning was probably the best thing to do, Phil had accepted the fact that Dan was a rather private person and wouldn't tell him anything regarding the terms him and PJ were on, or what it was that they were talking about that Dan was so insistent on him not finding out.
By evening, he seemed to be back to his usual self - the self he showed Phil anyhow.
"I did - wait for it, more research." he told Dan.
"Phil, you have a problem."
"I do not! I found out more on the schools history - and other things, of course." he saw Dan glance over at him, raising an eyebrow.
"It's a hobby that I happen to take a great amount of interest in, don't give me that look, Dan Howell."
"Before we went off topic, the translation of implexis is intertwined - how cute is that?"
"Yeah, it's adorable, Phil, like a litter of kittens," he retorted back sarcastically.
"I found out what the academy's name means as well. In Speciali Vero - the special ones, it's Latin, I kinda like it, but I'm undecided whether I think that makes us sound more or less like freaks. It actually seems like a ton of things are named in that language: Auxilium, aufero and invorto, that's Latin too, I always I thought it was gibberish myself,"
"That makes sense, barely anyone spoke English when the academy was built - the place was founded millenniums ago."
"Millenniums?" He asked in disbelief.
"There's been people like us walking the earth for that long, it's been here since the seventh century or so,"
"And for this project we're expected to show the history from all those years? You do realise it's five days away and collectively we've done next to nothing?"
"Relax - I never do homework and I'm pretty much okay in class." it was now Phil's turn to raise his eyebrow at Dan.
They decided calling an emergency meeting with their group was a necessity if they didn't want to get an F, everybody had gathered in one of the courtyards, all knowing the reason why they were there.
"What have you guys done out of class, just out of curiosity? In lesson time we've talked about everything but the work we're supposed to be doing."
"Well, I'm pretty pleased with Louise and I." Tyler was the first to speak.
"I took her back to the time the academy first opened and we moved forward by century - just to look at what life was like and how it changed, Louise helped me prove my theory that we've become happier being here over the years."
"We had to take some guy with the ability to remember everything he hears because we couldn't use biro pens and paper to record answers at the early stages."
"Brown hair, sang a lot, kind of annoying, named Robert?" Phil questioned.
"How did you know that?" Louise asked him, confused.
"Lucky guess."
Tyler turned to Joe and Zoe, who hadn't spoken yet, most likely because at least one of them hadn't made any form of contribution thus far.
"Anything from you two?"
"I have the music sorted." Zoe told the group.
"Would you believe me if I told you that I'm planning to get started on the presentation tomorrow?"
"No." Zoe answered bluntly, it would've looked rude if Joe wasn't her brother.
"I'll have it done in time - promise, I just haven't gotten round to asking everyone what they've found out," Joe protested. "Without any information it's not like I could do much,"
His and Zoe's relationship reminding Phil of the one he had with his own brother back home.
The group then turned to him and Dan, assumably wondering what they'd done.
"Please don't get him started on what he's done out of class." Dan pleaded.
"Did you just say please?" Phil asked him, somewhat surprised.
"Only for you, Lester." he responded, to which Tyler started grinning madly.
He turned to Phil, still smiling.
"Would Dan completely obliterate me if I announced to the group that I ship it?" Tyler whispered in his ear.
"I second to that." Chris called out.
"It's a definite possibility." Phil whispered back.
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A/N: this chapter sucks, I apologise profusely.
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Robert has become this story's meme, I don't know if I want to apologise for that tbh.
Next thing - because I haven't been able to write actual chapters, I did something different: I roasted my phanfiction, made a diss track about its many many flaws.
I know what you're thinking: why are you like this? Do you know by roasting your own work you're also roasting yourself? Who writes diss tracks wtf?
Me, apparently. It's somewhere in the back if you want to judge my horrific attempts at rhyming.
