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There are weirder ways to meet your "god"

Summary:

SUMMARY
Broken Spawn is running late for a hang out with Fire Ring and bumps into Two time (why can't that happen to me 😭 (delusional))

 

Random Fun fact: the NRA (National Rifle Association) is a non-profit

Notes:

NOTES
English isn't my first language (it's Bulgarian) so everything I know is either from textbooks or the Internet.

In this AU, Spawnism is decently known but most people just treat it like a weird fandom because there isn't much information about how it works. Broken Spawn has also heard of Spawnsim and is mildly concerned about meeting one.

Also, one of my headcanons is that the reason why Spawnists use the other spawn symbol is because using the original one is sacrilege (if I'm correct, sacrilege is the violation or misuse of what is regarded as sacred

Another headcanon is that Broken Spawn's actual name is just "Spawn" but he got the nickname Broken Spawn because the spawn symbol on his chest is broken.

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

Chapter Text

Tap-tap, tap-tap. The fast-paced sounds of shoes echoed in the street. A panicked young boy with a black cap who went by the name of "Broken Spawn" hurriedly rushed ahead.

"Damn it, damn it, damn—"

BANG! Broken Spawn crashed into another kid? No, now that he's looking properly, they're an adult.... Just really short. The person he crashed into was surprisingly pale for someone who's in the sun, their hair was also really matted and they were wearing this weird robe thing?

"Ah! My apologies, are you..." The stranger drifted off as they saw Broken Spawn on the floor, his cap was on the floor, revealing his face.

What is that on his right eye?

Breaking the awkward silence, Broken Spawn spoke, "No no, it's fine, Sir... Mrs... Never mind! I'm sorry, I should've been looking! Anyway, I've got to go!" He puts his cap back on and slowly gets up, still managing to keep going even though his knee is bruised. The stranger can only stare in shock as Broken runs away.

[A surprisingly short run to the park later]

"Jeez, finally! C'mon, you're finally leaving your house and you're late?" Fire Ring called out, already eating a cheese sandwich.

Broken Spawn pants, he was never the fittest person you would've,seen, "Yeah yeah, just bumped into someone, relax."

"Hm? Are you good? Or were they the one to get hurt?"

"Weird question? I scraped my knee but I think the only thing I did to them was make them stumble."

"Heh, lame, I would've made them topple?"

"I don't think that's something you should be aiming for..."

The conversation continued for hours, up until sunset. The entire time, Broken Spawn couldn't shake if this weird feeling that he was being watched.