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Alright, Theo. Go through it one more time. Phone? Check. Wallet? Check — if he needs it, he's not sure that he will but it's smart to be prepared. Keys? He doesn't need his keys, Felix should have his keys. He puts his keys in his pocket anyways.

What else, what else…

OH! Oh. Mask. He almost forgot about the mask. He scoops up his mask and carefully places it on his face. It's a little bit big and feels kind of weird on his nose, but it looks nice! It works well with his outfit and frankly, Theo thinks he looks rather spiffy all dressed up like this. He looks at himself in the mirror. Definitely spiffy.

What a lucky find his trousers were! And thrifting them made him feel good. It was always nice to use his own money to buy something — especially when that something was clearly well loved by someone before him. It makes him feel a bit more normal, he supposes. Like he's rightly part of something!

Right, he's ready to go. Now all that's left is to… get there. Wherever there is, exactly. The directions don't, ah, exactly make sense? But Felix had, apparently, made it there safe? So he was probably going to be fine. Theoretically. So long as he doesn't get himself turned around. And the thought of getting turned around certainly doesn't make him nervous. Not at all.

His (not!!!) worry turns out to be misplaced, though! He finds his way to the gala remarkably easily, in fact! Though... if you asked him, he's not sure he could explain what exactly he did to get there? He just manages it.

And now that he's here, it's really nothing like he was expecting. Calling it outside of reality didn't quite prepare him for the fact that it was... nothing. A white space that seemed to stretch on for forever even despite the fact that there were rooms. Which meant there should have been an end, right? Walls? It makes some sort of sense, maybe, if this really is what the invitation said it was.

Theo looks out at the sea of bodies. Some of the people here seem to be about his age. Some are a bit younger. Some are... much younger. He flinches at the sight of a face that looks much like his own, coated in blood. Kids with haunted looks in their eyes, just barely disguised under extravagant masks. He inhales, shaking off memories he'd gotten really good at handling. Because he's nearly an adult and can take care of himself.

His eyes finally catch on a familiar mask and he finds himself letting out a relieved sigh. He was more than a little bit worried that he'd have a hard time finding anyone he knew. It's not too full here, but there are enough people around that he's sure he'd end up dizzy if he tried to search for too terribly long.

"Lex!" Theo calls, making his way through the crowd and to his twin, "You look great!!!"

"And you," Felix retaliates, folding his arms over his chest, "Look like you ran your head under a humidifier. Honestly, Teddy, you've got to take better care of your hair."

He huffs, smoothing out his blouse. Not everyone had hair as good as Felix's! Especially not him! Theo's not exactly certain how it works out that way, but his hair has always been much frizzier than his brother's. He's tried just about everything under the sun to get it to lay straight, but it balloons up whenever he so much as looks at it wrong!

"It was better when I left." He defends weakly.

Felix raises an eyebrow. "Right."

"It was!!!"

"I believe you." He says, making absolutely no indication that he believes Theo even a little bit.

From one of the many pockets in his outfit, Felix produces a comb. Theo groans, but begrudgingly leans forward so he can whack at his hair with it. With a cup of cold water and a much too expensive comb, Felix makes quick work of the glorified ball of lint sitting on top of his head.

Jeez... you'd think he'd care less about appearance after all this time. But no, as rough around the edges as Lex likes to come off, he always makes sure he looks good. How much of that is to keep dirt from staining his clothes and blood from drying on his scalp, Theo won't ever know for sure. But his impression on people still obviously matters to him a lot — even if he's going for a different one now. And that presentation tends to still extend to Theo.

It's — maybe just a little — frustrating. Sometimes. A bit. But he can't be too annoyed because every time he gets a touch up from his brother, he does end up looking better. So when he turns his phone camera on to get a look at himself and his hair is smoother than it's been in weeks: he can't help but be as envious as he is grateful.

"Thanks, Lex." He says, deflating a bit.

Felix either doesn't notice or he pretends he doesn't (it's kind of hard to tell what he's thinking sometimes), and nods once, folding the comb and returning it to his pocket labyrinth.

"Not a problem." He responds, flicking his hand free of water. His nails are painted and he's wearing fingerless gloves, but none of that hides the bruises on his knuckles.

Theo flexes his own fingers. His hands cling to stains from gardening that no amount of washing can quite get rid of. His fingertips are calloused. But... his nails are clean. They aren't painted because he doesn't have blood dried under them to hide. His hands don't hurt to ball into fists for punches he'll never quite have it in him to throw.

"Well!" He claps his hands together, "I'm sure you've got things to do. Lilys to cling to, I won't keep you!"

And he revels, maybe just a bit, in the way that Felix lights up like a Christmas tree at the implication. He sputters, trying to find the words to defend himself, and quickly devolves into embarrassed muttering. Theo laughs and it does nothing to ease his brother's bashfulness, but it does wonders to brighten his own mood.

When Felix eventually rights himself, it's by covering his face with his hands for a long moment. He glares daggers at Theo, but there's no true fire behind it. Not anymore. "I do not cling to her."

"Sure you don't."

"I don't!" He barks out, voice just a bit shrill. "And even if I did, which I absolutely do not, I think I'd be well in my right to! We're dating. It's only natural."

"Mhm."

"Teddy." He pleads.

Theo grins, drinking it in, "Yeah, Lex?"

"Urgh. Just... take care, why don't you? Go do whatever it is that you do at parties."

"I will!"

Theo admits that he doesn't have a lot of experience with fancy parties like this, but it's fun to tease Felix about it and this feels like the best escalation of that. Or... it does until he catches something juuuuust as he starts to walk away.

"Before I go, you should probably know that you've got lipstick on your teeth."

And he walks away before he has a chance to respond.

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CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS 101: A FULL LESSON ON THE SERIES AS A WHOLE AND THE IDENTITY IMPLICATIONS IT PRESENTS

for @basilthesnakingthing's own enjoyment

quick disclaimer that I have not read the books in a few years, but I did rewatch the film this morning and as I write this, the Netflix TV series is playing in the background. my knowledge is not perfect and I may have a few details off, but this has been written to the best of my ability.

basic knowledge about the series:

cu was originally a series of twelve epic novels written by Dav Pilkey. it centres around two American fourth grade boys, George Beard (the kid on the left with the tie and the flat top) and Harold Hutchins (the kid on the right with the t-shirt and the bad haircut. remember that now).

the two of them have been best friends forever and create many comics in George's tree house in their spare time, the most relevant of these comics being of Captain Underpants, a superhero whom they invented because so many superheroes look like they're flying around in their underwear. he's faster than a speeding waistband, more powerful than boxer shorts, and able to leap tall buildings without getting a wedgie, (yes this is a quote from the actual series) and has the catchphrase "Tra-La-La". like his name suggests, he wears underwear, and in addition to that, a red cape with polka dots. he is also bald.

the boys' main concern in life is their school principal, Mr Benjamin Krupp (egg /aff). Mr Krupp is a grouchy toupee-wearing child-hating curmudgeon (who, at least in the film, literally lives on Curmudgeon Boulevard). Mr Krupp's mission in life is to make his students, especially George and Harold, as miserable as possible.

the series of events that leads to the main plot differs between the books and the film (with the origin skipped altogether in the tv series), but the basic gist is that the boys end up in a situation where they are at the complete mercy of Mr Krupp, and they are not happy. this is where the 3D Hypno Ring comes in. the 3D Hypno Ring, in the book, was manufactured by Li'l Wiseguy Novelty Company and acquired by George through online order; in the film, it was acquired by George as a toy from a cereal box. either way, it is in George's possession, and as a last-ditch attempt at stopping Mr Krupp, the boys hypnotise him into thinking he is, in fact, Captain Underpants.

the swap between Mr Krupp and Captain Underpants is triggered by two separate events: in order to turn Krupp into Cap, one must snap their fingers. so, literally any time Krupp hears finger-snapping, he turns into Cap. in order to turn Cap into Krupp, he needs his head to get wet. it's not fully clear how wet his head needs to be in order to swap back, but if Krupp's head is wet without a way to dry it, he cannot be turned into Cap, as the water counteracts the snapping. in the same vein, if Krupp cannot hear the snap, he cannot be turned into Cap.

Cap, although he means well, is not exactly the most intelligent of people, and usually ends up causing more trouble than he causes. we love him for this. although he starts out a normal man with normal man abilities, he does eventually gain superpowers. in the third book, he drinks alien extra-strength super power juice, which gives him superhuman strength, durability and flight abilities. in the film, he falls into a giant radioactive toilet and acquires powers from the horrible toxic waste within - these powers are the same as in the books, but with the addition of unlimited underwear. the show, once again, does not show this origin, however, it's implied that the Cap of this timeline also drank alien superpower juice.

the books and show usually go on with a base plotline of George and Harold make a comic, and somehow (usually due to some sort of prank they pull, often with the aid of one of Melvin's inventions), the monstrous, potty-humour themed villain of the comic comes to life. Jerome Horowitz Elementary will never know a day of peace again.

and yeah, there you have the basic gist of Captain Underpants lore! I've skipped out on many other characters and plot points that aren't too relevant to what I want to talk about, so I'll just move on now.

KRUPP, CAP, AND MY THOUGHTS:

so, Krupp and Cap are the same person. neither of them know this, of course; Krupp, whenever he hears the snapping of fingers, essentially blacks out until he comes to, all wet and in his underwear. he is not having a fun time of it, as his memory is basically Swiss Cheese and odd things keep happening at his school, which he continuously misses. his swap back from Cap to Krupp is usually accompanied by dialogue such as "where am I?! what's going on?! where are my pants?!" etc., etc. he doesn't even know that 'Captain Underpants' exists in real life. meanwhile Cap doesn't really know Krupp exists either. in the film, he believes that 'Principal Krupp' is his alter ego, a secret identity of sorts who isn't actually real. in all of the media, though, he doesn't really question what happens between fights or even acknowledge his gaps in memory - he sort of just jumps into whatever situation he finds awakens to without really needing to orientate himself.

of course, all three sets of media are geared towards a rather young audience, so we don't really see any exploration of the consequences of Krupp and Cap technically being the same person within canon. well, that's what fanon is for!

I like to think that Krupp notices the missing time and starts worrying. I love the angst potential of not knowing what he's lost, not understanding why so many things happen at the school he runs that he just... never sees. do you know how much property damage is done to that place, and he has no idea what caused it? it's such a good way to both look at how Krupp sees himself, how he acts outside of tormenting children, what he cares about, and y'know. putting the egg through the ol' ringer (if you can't tell, Krupp is my favourite character). in canon, he already expresses distress about the lost time, even if it's just for a few moments per book/episode.

Cap, meanwhile, lives his life like it's a comic book, because in his mind, life is kind of a comic book to him. he's a superhero! he fights crime! he saves the day! anything between that is just filler, and who pays attention to filler anyway?

of course, the identity issues would probably truly come to a head whenever the two find out about each other. once again, this sort of thing never happens in canon, but it's been explored plenty in the fandom! my personal favourite example of this is the @cu-stickynotes-au, which I highly recommend checking out.

also, bringing George and Harold back into this (as I ought to, they are the protagonists), the fact that two ten-year-old boys LITERALLY MIND-CONTROLLED THEIR PRINCIPAL IN ORDER TO HAVE NO CONSEQUENCES TO THEIR ACTIONS IS INSANE. yes, they are both children and they don't fully understand the scope of their actions, but also. holy what. I just think it's so interesting to have this man whose life has been permanently altered and who is also two men in one body with serious identity issues oncoming, and it's all because of these two random children. that is insane.

when considering Krupp and Cap as a unit, the main question I often ponder is this: are Krupp and Cap the same person? bodily, yes. but mentally? eh, who knows? in my mind, 'Captain Underpants' is still technically a two-dimensional character made by ten-year-old boys. however, Cap is now a three-dimensional person. I think at least subconsciously, he's definitely influenced by Krupp, and vice versa. Krupp and Cap are very much opposites: Mean Ol' Principal Krupp, who hates children and anything fun, who is grounded in pessimism and reality, and Captain Underpants, who loves children, adores potty humour and laughter, and who is not only an optimist, but is fully the opposite of grounded. he can literally fly! whether they're the same person is ambiguous to me, but I like to think that there's some mental connection. plus, if you want to pull in some real world facts about hypnosis - it doesn't really work unless your at least partially open to suggestion (at least I think, I'm admittedly not at all knowledgeable in hypnosis). so there's my thoughts on that question.

this post took me five episodes of the CU Netflix series to write. that is insane. I could probably expand more upon these thoughts, but frankly, I'm really tired and I don't feel like it right now. I would rather continue watching fun little show. also, sorry if some of this doesn't make sense, I read the books in English, watched the show in French, and have seen the film in both, so I had to do some mental translation for a few of these sentences. hope this helped explain the pattern between my interests through my life, Basil!

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