First Of All, SOWWY FOR TAKING SO DAMN LONG TO ANSWER YOUR ASK D’:

So, basically someone sent me an ask and when i was going to respond them i accidentally deleted the ask😳😅😭

Sorryyy! But as an apology, i will write what you sent! (Whoever you are…)

They asked for a Dr. phantasmo with a party animal reader, buuuut… i’ll also write Dr. Phantasmo stuck in a children’s party! :D (why you ask? Well, it’s because i am STUCK in a children’s party. More precisely, my cousin’s party. And it’s HELL, i mean the noises and the other children, not my cousin: i love her greatly🥰 but as someone who’s autistic, being in a children’s party is a hellish nightmare😵‍💫 and i wanted to share my suffering with Phantasmo haha! >:D)

☆~Dr. Phantasmo with a party animal darling~☆:

You two have met when you were getting out of a club and you were drunk. You were staggering to one side to another until you fell against a certain mad scientist’s chest: the doctor himself, Phantasmo.

At first he was very irritated that you fell on top of his chest and you were now giggling and flirting with him. But then he soon saw this as an opportunity to take advantage of you: he would take you to his mansion and experiment on you!

And that’s pretty much what he did: he brought you over his shoulder and carried you without too much trouble.

Although… T-oby would not be very happy with his dad taking advantage of someone who’s intoxicated by alcohol and would try to convince him to take care of you until you were sober and better:

T-oby: Hi dad! How was your day? :D

Phantasmo: . . .it was very shitty but now i brought someone to run some tests on~ so let’s just say that it wasn’t a completely useless day~

T-oby: …Dad… is this person drunk?

Phantasmo: . . .

T-oby: . . .

Phantasmo: . . .

T-oby: …answer me.

Phantasmo: …They may be just a little itty bitty drun-

T-oby: Alright then, that’s all i need to know: YOU are NOT going to take advantage of this person like that.

Phantasmo: and how exactly are you going to stop me from doing so~?

T-oby: *smiles smugly* you won’t have energy for your experiments~ without me you are basically a mad scientist without experiments~

Phantasmo: ……I fucking hate you……

And so Phantasmo took care (much to his resistance and displeasure) of you: he gave you some hot soup and cookies; he forced you to drink a very disgusting medicine to make you feel better of your drunken state; he checked your temperature and did other things of what usually someone would do to take care of someone drunken.

At all times you were flirting a lot with him: you would call him handsome; big marshmallow and your “boo” (he would slap hard his face on that one, lol). Hell you were even politely trying to “steal” a kiss from him (of course, that wouldn’t happen: he would place a finger on your lips to stop you from doing something you would soon regret if you did that… of course, that didn’t stopped you from sucking his finger teasingly gfhgfhfghfgf his will was of slapping you for such insolence, but T-oby stopped him just in time hggfhfggfhgghfg)

After you have finally fallen asleep, he would admire you in your sleep:

Phantasmo: huh… even if they are a little TOO bold… they certainly are quite attractive… wonder if this will… wake them up…

And then he kissed your forehead and caressed your cheeks…

On the next morning (after you have woken up with a hangover), you worriedly looked around and wondered where you were until you saw Phantasmo floating closer towards you:

Phantasmo: gooood morning sleeping beauty~ did you sleep well~?

Y/n: …i… t-thank you for taking care of me… did i gave you any trouble…? I usually tend to be a little… bold when i’m drunk…

Phantasmo: ohoho yes, you were a headache to me… but also~ *lifts y/n’s chin with a finger* you were also really flirty with me~

Y/n: o-oh…! S-sorry about that… did i make you uncomfortable with my comments…?

Phantasmo: nah, at first i was annoyed but… then i started to enjoy it~… say: may i have your number~?

And after that you two exchanged a lot of messages and video calls. And slowly, were falling in love~ ;3

When you both started dating, you would always drag Phantasmo to the billion of parties you were always invited… and of course, Phantasmo always hated going to every single one of them…

He would soon notice that you could get easily high with the alcohol and that it was a very frequent occurrence too every time you went to a party. He was starting to grow worried about you and decided to set some boundaries to stop your alcoholic addiction:

Phantasmo: y/n… we need to talk.

Y/n: urgh, here it comes the alcohol specialist…

Phantasmo: hey, don’t act so stupid with me! I am only looking out for you! You should be grateful to have someone who cares about you! Unlike your so called frien-

Y/n: HEY, don’t you DARE shit-talk about MY friends! You don’t know what they have done to help me get through!

Phantasmo: oh yeah? Well, they surely don’t seem to give a shit about you when you go drunk mode: i’ve heard them every time you get drunk, they mock you and say horrible things about you! They also say horrible things about me and you don’t even try to defend me!

Y/n: ohoho here it comes the victim blaming! Of course they would say shit about you: you’re a VILLAIN buddy! They just don’t know you well enough! And you sure are controlling man! I am a damn adult, I do what i want; when i want and how i want!

Phantasmo: *visibly pissed* ohohoho! So is that how it is?! Fine! If you think you’re SOOOO mature and that i am a pain in your ass, you can leave my home and never EVER come back! T-oby, show this imbecile the door!

And so, you two haven’t seen each other for months… you were really starting to miss him and regret all the horrible things you’ve said to him… and you were starting to realize how fake are your so called “friends”

You were slowly losing one by one until you had no one anymore: either because you were starting to become poor or because they just were growing bored of you…

You desperately trying to drown your sorrows with alcohol, you weren’t going to parties anymore… after all, you didn’t have friends to invite you… you started to sob and cry over the counter of a pub until a certain ghost patted your back:

Phantasmo: looks like you have became the very thing you said you weren’t: a secluded person…

Y/n: *sniffing* why didn’t you responded my messages! I was missing you! I regretted what i have said!

Phantasmo: because i asked T-oby to block you… i wanted to see how “well” you would be without me.

Y/n: then how did you find me…? And how did you know that i was at the bottom of the pit?

Phantasmo: your so called “friends” posted about how much of a loser you are and how stupid you were trusting them with your money… say: do you have anywhere to go now?

Y/n: *starts sniffing and sobbing* n-no… i am completely poor man… and my parents have expelled me from home… they called me many horrible things… i… i’m stupid… i’m an idiot… i’m useless…

Phantasmo: …alright, alright… let’s stop this self pitying and sulking… let’s go, i have forgave you.

You hugged Phantasmo really hard and apologized many times… he basically took you under his wings and now you felt even worse about everything that happened between you two…

It sure took a lot of time to heal: both your relationship with him and your alcoholism… but eventually, you two fell in love again!

Phantasmo discovered the reason why you had alcoholism in the first place: basically your life was a living nightmare when you were outside of the parties… your parents hated you; you were failing college because of your bad influences of “friends” and the cherry on top: your family had a history of alcoholic addiction… of course, none of that justified what you said to the scientist… but… it sure explained a lot…

T-oby and Viola were still a little angry at you because of what you said to their father… with time T-ob forgave you but Viola? She definitely rubs in your face every time you and Phantasmo have a fight. Not that you two fight that frequently anymore but…

After you have sworn that you would never drink anything alcoholic again, Phantasmo allowed you to go to parties again… now responsibly: it wasn’t a unhealthy coping mechanism anymore, you could really have true fun.

Phantasmo… he would accompany you because one: he’s jealous as fuck and two: he fears someone could drug you and take you away from him… but he STILL hates parties… (my guy is the type of ghost that prefers to stay at home, you know?)

Now here’s some headcanons about Phantasmo stuck in a children’s party, because i said so muahahaha! >:3

He would be only stuck in a children’s party because of one reason: he’s at the birthday of Cortney’s baby brother

And why would he be there if he hates being in parties? Very well, i shall give you the answer: he’s trying to earn Cortney’s trust so that way he can extract Charlie’s weakness out of her

But oh boy, he sure is regretting his life choices: to the infernal children’s loudly, obnoxiously and annoyingly screaming and crying and chewing food and laughing and- to the fact that he wasn’t feeling very welcomed there. All the parents were looking at him with suspicion and judgment and always warned their kids to not get too close to the “creepy old ghost man”.

Until he was starting to have a panic attack in the middle of the “happy birthday to you”: he was breathing rapidly and steadily and no one was giving a fuck about him… except Charlie, who noticed and quickly tried to take him out of the crowd:

Charlie: hey there buddy… you… surely don’t look so good… you want me to-

Phantasmo: *almost on the verge of tears* y-yes please… take me anywhere but this hellish nightmare!

After Charlie and Phantasmo were out of the building where the party was happening:

Charlie: so? How are you feeling now? Do you need anything?

Phantasmo: ……Why are you caring about me…?

Charlie: uh because you were having a full panic attack over there? Duh. You were scaring the children.

Phantasmo: oh? So i was being a nuisance to you all? Is that it? Was my panic attack a nuisance to you?!

Charlie: hey, hey, hey! Easy there! That’s not what i meant! The children were scared because they thought you were feeling ill! Cortney was probably the most worried about you! Jesus… you really take everything to the extreme and personal level, huh?

Phantasmo: …oh, I’m soooorry okay? I’m not used to people worrying about me!

Charlie: *sighs* alright then, i’ll head back there and-

Phantasmo: No! Please! Can’t you… stay with me for a while longer…?

And so, Charlie stayed with Phantasmo: these two would lay on each other’s shoulders and fall asleep after chitchatting with each other with a beautiful sunset warming them🥰🥹

Phantasmo isn’t the type of guy who likes parties, especially with children… he hates children… (except his own)

He probably has social anxiety and phobia but will never admit it

Every time Charlie notices that Phantasmo is having a panic attack, she brings him to a more calmer and secluded place. Without too much noise and people.

But if he’s all by himself in a party, he calls Charlie and asks her if he can stay at her place…

He feels drained out whenever he’s in a party… he hates interacting with people… unless if he’s asking them questions…

Howdy! I made some fan art

Oh, I got distracted. Are Oliver and Emily human?

Thank you so much! 🥹

My babies look adorable in your style!

And responding your question: yes, they are! ;3

Hello my cuties! Sorry about that last post: i know, it was a bit gloomy…

But, but, but! Right now, i am going to show you guys another (i know, i have too many shelved ideas, BUT HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE-) fanfic that i’m writing! :D

Here’s a preview without context:

““Please uncle Barron! It’s going to be fun! Imagine: me, you and Charlie going to the chocolate factory!”

Cortney pleaded for her uncle to come along with her to the chocolate factory. Since she was the lucky kid who happened to acquire the last golden ticket to where her uncle once worked… She knows that when he was fired, he… didn’t took it very well… but now it was an opportunity to visit again where he worked! …right…?

“Cortney, my dear niece… why don’t you invite Squirt or Carter to go with you?”

Barron signed tiredly. He really hated that place, especially the owner… all the things he made him do… and when he was fired… that bastard really did that on purpose just to fuck with his mind…

“Uncleeeeee, you know that Carter is traveling with Daisy! And i also offered Squirt to come with me but then… he would probably get into trouble in the factory because he’s a glutton, then we both agreed that it would be better to take some pictures of there and i would bring him some sweets… So there’s only you and Charlie to come with me! And don’t tell me to invite mom or dad because i can’t choose between them!”

The little brush child made a pouty face, which only made her uncle sigh even more…

“. . .Fine. . .”

“Yay! I promise, if you feel uncomfortable to be there, we can ask your ex-boss if you could go home!”

While his niece cheered, happy that her uncle would come along, Barron was having a bad feeling about this… but wanted to make his niece happy…

(. . .)

“WELCOME! ONE AND ALL! TO THE AMAZING CHOCOLATE FACTORY!”

The owner of the factory finally arrived: the famous Mr. Phantasmo himself! He was wearing a fine brown suit, pink and golden goggles with white spirals on them, a white shirt below his suit and wearing no pants because he’s a ghost, and legs are basically useless for ghosts, right? (Don’t worry, he’s not naked below the waist, he still has his ghost tail)

He announced the welcoming to the visitors with pride and full confidence. The visitors clapped (with exception of Barron and Charlie) and Phantasmo bowed elegantly while grinning and winking at Charlie, who only reacted with disgust at the “ex-mad scientist” (like she would believe that…)”

As you guys probably noticed while reading this, i am writing a “Charlie and the chocolate factory” fanfic! (But, you know, with Jencil’s and Fluffpillow’s OCs :D)

Probably the fanfic will be divided into 3 or 5 parts depending on how long this is going to be.

And that’s it! Hope you guys are just as excited as i am for this! Bu-byeeee!

Hey my dearies… everything good with you all? I hope so…

Sorry that lately I haven’t been posting much…

You know: trying to get over a slump…

Sometimes it’s really frustrating when you’re one of the few people that make any form of art for a small fandom…

You have no one to talk to about your hyperfixation on certain characters, you have no other artists where you can admire their artworks about said characters… and you don’t see any one other person than yourself doing “x reader” or fanfics for this small fandom…

But today i promise that i’ll make some posts for the Telltown fandom…

I really hope Fluff and Jencil post more about their characters… because we know so, but oh so little about them… (but if you are seeing this post, please, let them take their time: don’t annoy or bother them just because i’m curious… ok?)

And that’s it, i guess, see you all on my next post… bu-bye…

Hey, what about T-oby??? We MUST give this boy/robot some love too! (Since Phantasmo gives him none, poor guy...)

Omg! How could i have forgotten about our sweet (a little murderous sometimes) robot boy!?

Well, there you go: have some headcanons about our favorite robot!

I imagine T-oby’s voice to be like this: https://youtu.be/lvCssr21KDM?si=f4M4xMlY4OQyMzHd

If you and him were dating, he would be the most sweetest and caring boyfriend!… if his father (Phantasmo) approves of this relationship… of course. If not… well… you better be a fast runner, because these two are going to hunt you down… (much to T-oby’s displeasure if he actually likes you)

His relationship with Phantasmo isn’t one of the greatest… heck, it would be probably very problematic and toxic… (and very one-sided too) Phantasmo would beat him up if he makes the slightest mistakes; break his screen; call him useless and other things… (indeed… poor guy…)

But despite that, T-oby always tries to be cheerful and friendly with everyone he meets! :D

T-oby is probably a little jealous of Viola (Phantasmo’s daughter) because she receives more attention than him (and also more love too). But tries to have a good relationship with her… despite her being as cold as her father with T-oby…

T-oby existed way before Phantasmo became… well, Phantasmo. He was created by Victor and… their relationship was much more healthier than what it is now with Phantasmo… Sometimes T-oby misses that…

I think T-oby would be Pansexual. That’s it. That’s the headcanon.

I imagine (or like to believe) that T-oby and Squirt are secretly besties! Why do i like to believe that? Because one: whenever T-oby would feel sad or lonely, he would have a buddy to cheer him up! And two: because i said so! (UwU)

I imagine that Phantasmo tried once to build a girlfriend/boyfriend for his “son”, but he (T-oby) politely refused and said that he wants to date a human… of course, Phantasmo laughed at his face and said who in their right mind would date a robot… and added salt to the wound saying that even if he (T-oby) found someone who would want to have something with him, that person would never ACTUALLY have something serious, like a true commitment…

Of course, this broke T-oby’s heart and that’s why he’s so suspicious of people when it comes to relationships…

And one last thing: i imagine that if T-oby decided to leave Phantasmo and join the good guys, Phantasmo would play the “mother Gothel” card and basically manipulate, gaslight and fuck with his mind (and self esteem) to make him stay…

Phantasmo would say things like: “you know i created you, right~? No ONE is going to know how to fix you except ME~”; “go on: they will abandon you just like you are abandoning me eventually~” or “Oh~? So is that how it is then~? Fine, but just know this: you have failed me, you are a disgrace and more importantly: you’ve DISAPPOINTED me…”

And with that, the poor guy would never be able to get free from Phantasmo because of that…

you know this question has been in my mind for weeks now, who is the older sibling between charlie and carter?

I dunno bro, i like both ideas that:

Charlie is the older sibling because it would be unexpected and people wouldn’t think she’s the oldest (and also because she would always annoy Carter whenever she has the chance to remind him she’s the oldest, you know, just like Mabel annoys Dipper saying she would be one minute older than him? I think that if Charlie would be the older sibling, she would be like, 5 minutes older than her brother hhgfhfgfhfh)

Carter is the older sibling because 1°: yes and 2°: because he just has the “tired older sibling who has to watch out for his sister to make sure she doesn’t get herself killed” vibe you know? Hgfhfgfhfgf

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Hello everyone! This is the last post for today, because i need to sleep to work tomorrow :v hgjhfjghfjh

Maybe tomorrow before work i’ll make another post, who knows?

This is a mini theory that i was discussing with @dreamcloud12 about how Phantasmo really died… and i think i have the answer… for now… who knows? Maybe i could be wrong but it’s worth the shot!

Here on tumblr, @fluffffpillow answered someone saying that Phantasmo died by overdose of chemicals… at first i was a little on a back foot on this answer because i first thought: “but overdose of chemicals…? For that to happen he would need to consume a lot of those chemicals! And he’s not an idiot to do that!” Buuuuut then, my dumbass memory reminded me that not necessarily he would need to consume those chemicals to have an overdose: by the time being when he was still alive (let’s assume he was born in 1759, because by the time he would be 34, he would be in the year where top hats where the fashion in 1793. Why the years would be relevant? And how do i know this? Well, i did my research and math (hope it is right) and i’ll explain soon why the years matter), science was still on baby steps (i believe so, because by my research, science was gaining more strength and knowledge around the 17 century… yes, i know, not necessarily the year is the same as the century but bear with me on this, i always sucked with math and historical dates) and with that people back then wouldn’t know what was dangerous to keep inhaling for long periods of time or not.

So that makes me believe that Victor didn’t know that and slowly was dying because of said chemicals…

But then, on twitter, @fluffffpillow answered me saying that Phantasmo/Victor have died because of electrocution…

And then i was like: “hold up… now which story i believe?”

Now here comes the theory part, brace yourselves:

Either Fluff is “lying” to us about how Phantasmo/Victor died because she is planning to explain that further in the future…

Or…

When she answered that question on tumblr, she was impersonating Phantasmo, and i think that he would lie to us about how he died because he doesn’t want us to know more about him…

So i believe the real reason how he died was because someone tried to forge his death by making it look like an accident!

Think with me: maybe he probably died by electrocution or even by overdose of chemicals… but what if someone killed him that way and punched his head really hard to make him forget how he really died???

Because there’s one thing that wasn’t explained here, and that is: his detached hands!

If it was really an accident, how the hell did he managed to have his hands cut off if he died by electrocution or overdose of chemicals? See? That doesn’t make sense.

So here’s what i think happened: Victor had a very good life, a wonderful wife and probably a daughter that was coming to this world. But he had a fake friend who was jealous of his success, and, when said “friend” saw that Victor built T-oby, an AI and a robot (which, mind you, was a real progress, especially by the time period Victor lived) that “friend” decided to end Victor without anyone noticing. So, he either: electrocuted Victor behind his back when he wasn’t noticing and hit him on his head, or, said “friend” fixed Victor a drink to “celebrate” his achievement and put a high amount of chemicals on it…

The only reason why i think said “friend” would cut Victor’s hands off, would be similar to the game Skullgirls: where the Medicis would have sewn the mouth of Squigly, so that way she wouldn’t be able to expose what they have done. Almost same thing happens here: he would cut Victor’s hands, so that way, if Victor came back from the dead, he wouldn’t be able to fight him or try to kill him… or at least that’s what he thought…

Aaaaand that’s the theory! :D

May I request a Dr Phantasmo x reader that can shapeshift into any animal and uses their ability to escape him everytime he tries to get them and even tauts him about it till he eventually captures them

Sure thing! >:3

☆~Phantasmo with a shapeshifter darling~☆:

You were a very adventurous person, you always were a free spirit. No one could trap you or enslave you. Yes, you’ve heard about this oh so “feared” Dr. Phantasmo and the things he did to those who dare to cross his path… but honestly you couldn’t give two shits about him: hell, you weren’t afraid of him! You’ve always laughed at the face of danger! So, what was a mad-wannabe-scientist to you? A joke, of course!

You both have met for the first time when you were invading his property and teasing him to try and catch you. At first he thought it wasn’t worth it and ignored you for a while… until you’ve transformed into a panther in front of him (you know, just to show off how amazing you are) and you’ve peaked his interest… you better prepare yourself, because this man was now determined to catch you at any cost!

And then, this cat and mouse game went about for three months: every time he was about to catch you, you would transform into a different animal to slip away from his grasp. He was starting to give up until he had an idea:

Phantasmo: hey y/n~ i bet you can’t escape from me as a mouse~

Y/n: pfft, of course i can, watch me!

You knew this was a trap, but your pride spoke a little louder for you to remember that his chances of capturing you were higher now that you were a mou-

Oh shit! And he indeed succeeded in capturing you! Okay, no need for panic, right? Right?! Maybe you could bite his fingers or-

Phantasmo: well, well, well~ looks like this cat here finally got his catch~

Y/n: pfft, yeah? So what? You got me, what are you going to do big guy?

Phantasmo: you really shouldn’t talk like you have the upper hand here. Perhaps are you trying to cope by sounding arrogantly confident~?

Y/n: well, at least that’s something we both have in common: we both are overly confident… and now, if you excuse me, i’ll escape from you again and laugh at your-!

Phantasmo: face~?

Phantasmo had you in front of his mouth… wait… he wasn’t seriously considering eating you… was… he…? (Spoiler: no, no he wasn’t. He was just messing up with you, he wouldn’t eat a mouse… even if he could… but you didn’t know that and you didn’t needed to know~ ;) )

You desperately tried to transform into a bigger animal but… what heck?! Why weren’t you transforming?!? He licked your face teasingly and you started to grow more and more worried with your situation: you hate this option but… you needed to do this or else…

Y/n: please! Don’t eat me! I’m sorry, okay?! I’m sorry for calling you a snail and other upsetting things! I’m sorry for sitting on you as an elephant that one time! And i’m sorry for challenging you!

Phantasmo: ah~ choosing the coward option to get out of this mess~? Pathetic~ hahahaha!

Y/n: p-please… what have you done to me…? Why can’t i-

Phantasmo: HA! Shapeshift~? Well, “darling”, you see: when you were bragging about how you couldn’t beat me when you were transforming into a mouse, i took this opportunity to throw into your way my newest invention: the anti-shapeshifting dust! I had plenty of time to study you and your abilities and now, you will remain as a mouse forever! Buhahahahaha!

Y/n: Huh… so that’s why you were blowing something at me… wait… WHAT?! NO! Please! I don’t want to be one animal forever! I also like my human form!

Phantasmo: awww~ and why should I give you an antidote~? Hmm~?

Y/n: i… i… i could… i could be your assistant…! Y-yeah…!

Phantasmo: hmmm… alright, you know what? Sure~

Y/n: phew…

Phantasmo: but, under one condition: you’ll be my lab rat whenever i feel bored~ deal~?

You weren’t so sure if this was a good idea… but, like, did you really had another option?

And so, as promised, phantasmo would give you the antidote and bring you back to your “normal” self. But, every time he wanted to experiment on you or simply whenever he was bored, he would order you to transform into some animal: usually a cat.

Don’t worry though: every time he wanted to experiment on you, he would bring you back to life with one of his machines, as long as he had your soul, you would always come back into a brand new body! Isn’t he nice? :3 (btw, he would create a new body identical to your first old body out of someone’s dead body… he only makes some… adjustments… it’s better if you don’t ask him how he does that)

You two weren’t that close for quite a while… but, eventually, you would eventually tolerate each other’s presence and start loving one another

Remember when he would get bored and boss you around to turn into a cat? Well, here’s the thing: he is secretly a fan of cats and loves them greatly. He would just be petting you and massaging your back or using you as a emotional support animal whenever he would feel overwhelmed and stressed by something🥹

Oh and one last thing: you know that old cliche of a villain sitting on a chair and stroking a cat? That would be you and Phantasmo hahahaha! (Relationships goals everyone, Relationships goals…)

Hellooooo my darlings! Everything is going well? I hope so! :3

Just two mini fics i wanted to write about how Charlie and Phantasmo had Olivia, their fan child that i created! You can find my post on here: https://www.tumblr.com/honeymochibubbletea/740783758018576384/ladies-gentlemen-and-every-single-beautiful

1° version:

“It was a peaceful morning like any other on Telltown… until Charlie and Phantasmo were jumping at each other’s throats in the middle of a bakery: Phantasmo was pulling Charlie’s hair and she was punching hard his face… just your everyday typical day….

After hours of fighting Phantasmo, Charlie finally defeated him (again) and passed out due to tiredness. When she woke up in her bed (thanks to Carter carrying her home), she heard a baby crying, but, strangely, it was very loud and it even looked like it was at her front door of her house…

So, she got up and went to the front door of her house: and there it was, a baby in a basket. With a letter attached to it. She widened her eyes in surprise and looked around to see if this wasn’t a prank (or even another plan of Phantasmo…) but by the looks of it, it looked unlikely…

She awkwardly looked at the baby and the baby continued to keep on crying, louder and louder. She then called Carter to help her:

Charlie: Carter! C’mere! There’s a baby at our front door and i don’t know what to do!!

Carter: What?! Really? Let me see!

Carter then went where Charlie was and picked up the baby carefully and lifted up in the air playfully but also safely:

Carter: Daaaww, isn’t this the cutest little baby you’ve ever seen Charlie?

Charlie: Well, it is a lot cuter now that it’s quiet, that’s for sure…

Carter gives Charlie a “are you serious?” Look and kept on goofing around with the baby, who was now giggling adorably. Charlie then decided to read the letter to see who in their right mind would abandon a little life like that? At a stranger’s door like that? This isn’t those old movies where a mother abandoned a child in a church or something! This is real life!

When Charlie opened the letter, it said:

“Dear Charlie or Phantasmo, to whoever i place the baby at the front door’s first, i very douchey placed your FUTURE child (not another timeline, but in the future) at your front door because ☆~Y E S~☆. So now it’s your responsibility and problem, lol, good luck!”

Charlie was… very confused, to say the least… Who was this “Timekeeper”? Were they being actually serious? And… Wait… what did they meant by “our future child”?!? Did they…? Kidnapped a newborn!? From the future!?! And did Charlie had a CHILD with HIM?! PHANTASMO?! No, that can’t possibly be: there was NO WAY the two could… Well, obviously this “Timekeeper” was up to no good, hell, maybe they are working with Phantasmo to incriminate her? Yeah, that seems a much more plausible explanation… until a paper flew from her hands and she noticed there was more than just the letter… she picked it up and…!

It was a DNA test: showing that, in fact, that baby was her’s and Phantasmo’s! And even more shockingly, it was from 10 years ahead!”

Aaaand that’s part one of this mini fic! If you all want a part two, i want you to give me 10 likes >:3 muhehehehe!

2° Version (the crack fic version):

“It was a very peaceful day: the birds were chirping, Barron was painting alongside with his niece, the people were buying and selling things… everything was very peaceful indeed in Telltown… except inside Dr. Phantasmo’s mansion… where things were… escalating chaotically:

Charlie has bursted into his lair effortlessly to “discuss” (translating to: beat the shit out of him) something:

Charlie: PHANTASMO YOU MOTHER FUCKER!

Phantasmo: What did i even do this time?!

Charlie: DON’T YOU PLAY DUMB WITH ME YOU SON OF A BITCH! LOOK AT THIS!

Charlie shows Phantasmo a positive pregnancy test, his jaw drops and he’s speechless for a solid 25 minutes… until he speaks again:

Phantasmo: but how do you even have conviction that the baby is mine?

Charlie: i was puking a lot and feeling really unwell. So, my brother said i should take a pregnancy test, at first i laughed it off, thinking that there was NO WAY i could be pregnant… but then i immediately took the test and here we are: I’m FUCKING pregnant of YOU!

Phantasmo: yeah, yeah, i got that you are pregnant. But how do YOU know for sure that the baby is mine? Also, stop shouting at me! Your voice annoys me…

Charlie: because, OBVIOUSLY, i then went to the hospital and took another test to see who was the father and it was saying it was you!

Phantasmo trying to remember how the fuck did he “impregnated” Charlie: Aahhh… remember when i tied you up and injected you with my DNA? Perhaps it could’ve been that-! AAAHHHH T-oby! Help me! This crazy woman is attacking me!

Then, both of them woke up in their respective homes:

Charlie: What fuck was that…? Thank god it was just a nightmare…

Phantasmo: God… what a fucking nightmare…”