Philza Oneshots

Colours of Me

This was requested by LittleAry_

Topics Included:

Colourzas
Angst
Fluff
Goofin

Prompt: Phil does his best to keep the Colourzas secret from his friends, but fails.

Trigger Warnings (TW): Angst, self-hatred, unpleasant voices (Redza taunting and driving Phil to breaking.), cursing/swearing/bad words
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"Yes, yellow, you look great." Phil sighed. Yellowza was having one of his fashionable moments again and Phil was getting kinda tired of it, but it was amusing nonetheless.

"You're no fun, Phil, I'll go ask Pink." And the yellow copy vanished, leaving Phil to his thoughts again.

He sat on the edge of his bed, trying to scour things to do for the day. No one else was awake at the time, and he has no intention to bother them. They had just come back from their trip last night, and brought back a beacon for Phil, which he was grateful for. It would be useful for his projects.

But, of course, he could never be truly left alone.

Phil could see a little hint of red in the corner of his vision, and braced himself. Redza was a mean, manipulative arsehole who would taunt Phil whenever he was alone. The sad thing was that Phil always gave in and let the taunts get to him, which was starting to become a slight habit.

"Go away, Redza, I'm tired."

Redza rolled his eyes, flapping his little bat wings, which allowed him to levitate and float in the air, back facing the ground. He turned his head up to look at Phil.

"You're already tired of me? I'm just taunting you and you let that get to you?"

"Wow, I thought you were at least a tiny bit stronger than that."

"No wonder your so called 'friends' don't want you on their trips."

"They'd just worry over you for nothing."

"You can't help them on their missions, you're pretty much useless."

"You slow them down too much."

"I know you see it too, Phil."

"You're just dead weight."

"A burden to them."

And, with that evil grin of his, he too vanished, and Phil brought his knees to his chest on the bed, rested against the wall, and was left alone with bad thoughts.

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Tommy woke up quite early today. It was one of those cursed days where barely anyone in the world gets a good sleep. He hated these days, it messed with his schedule and stamina really badly.

He tried to get back to sleep, tossing and turning in bed. After a few more attempts, he just gave up and went to see Phil. Maybe they could sing Pigstep together. He was bored out of his mind, alright?

As he made his way down the hallway to Phil's room, he started hearing things. Phil. Was he talking to himself? Wait..
There were two voices.

Who was the other one? Tommy decided not to go in immediately, in case he startled them. It wouldn't hurt to just listen in a little, right? He wouldn't tell.

"I know you see it too, Phil"

That sounded like Phil, but apparently, he wasn't Phil, because he had addressed Phil in his statement. And there goes a morning headache forming.