Hi! This is basically Vitellary being straight for Khaki because we need a good "enemies -> lovers" ship in our lives. I'll bet you an art request that you can't name a better ship than these 2 (other than purp and dark, but we don't talk about that in this book)

     Anyways, headcanon you need to know: Khaki and Beige are the same person, but they just go by 2 different names. When someone hits the button, Server's chat (only the player can see this) will change Khaki/Beige's name to Beige/Khaki respectively. She also does have vitiligo which means that some of her skin is lighter in patches. The colors invert depending on whether Server's chat thinks she's Khaki or Beige. She's mostly there as Khaki, though she'll hit the button to become Beige sometimes just to be annoying. However, she goes by Khaki either way.

     This is another idea I'm planning to turn into a book, because through the thick and thin of my fantasy AUs I need a calm middle to rest at. So, lucky you! You're going to get some straight panic after I finish Test 10524-YS and I will convince you that these two are perfect for each other. Like usual, this short oneshot will be the opener, or prologue, to the book. I'm going to be open to suggestions for what the name of the book should be :D

     WELP- now that the introductions are over: Ready! Steady! GO!

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     The first thing Vitellary saw when he entered spawn was Khaki. Out of the corner of his eye, of course, but sometimes the most noticeable thing in an area is your sworn enemy.

     The first thing Vitellary noticed, however, was that Khaki was hot. Really.

     Sworn enemy my ass, he thought as he deliberately stare at the ceiling, trying not to suffer from so much straight panic.

    Vitellary didn't like Khaki. Not one bit, ever since he found his closet emptied and replaced with an entire new outfit, not when he had to be recoded just to change his shade of yellow a little bit. That part hurt, and Vitellary hated Khaki for it.

     And he still did, but some different feelings were mixed into the batch now. Torn between opposing emotions, he tried to settle at a happy medium and simply not care.

     Easier said than done. So much easier said than done, and instinct took Vitellary over to talk to her.

     "...hi," he said awkwardly.

     Khaki looked down from the tree that she was sitting in, and, with confusion plastering across her face, replied with an equally awkward "hi".

     Oh, boy, Vitellary thought. I'm in for a ride.

     "Do you happen to know where Purple is? I thought he'd be on his pedestal or whatever. I need to ask him for a favor," he said. "By the way, I'm Vitellary."

     Khaki's face went through a range of emotions that she tried to hide, then sputtered out that her name was Khaki, and "I dunno where Purple is".

     "Ah," Vitellary said. "Sorry about that."

     Their awkward conversation almost came to an end, and Vitellary began to walk away when Khaki jumped in front of him from her perch on her tree.

     "If you want, I can help you find him," she said. "Now that I think about it, I probably need to ask him about something too."

     "...thanks," Vitellary responded, and immediately regretted his choice of words. They stood there, awkwardly staring at each other for a second.

     Vitellary broke his half pathetic gaze away from Khaki's eyes, and looked around Spawn again. 

     "If you're wondering, Purple's always this hard to find," Khaki snickered. "By now, they should change his difficulty to Markerous."

     Vitellary snorted. "Living in space, I haven't been back long enough to see anything, and I can already agree."

     "Well, if either of us wants to find him, then we should get a move on," Khaki said, beginning to walk up the stairs to the shop. Vitellary, who had a late reaction time, had to catch up.

     And for the next half hour, the duo walked around the entire map, talking to each other about how they were doing and things that happen in their separate living spaces. They eventually gave up, and when they got back to spawn-

     Purple was sitting on his pedestal, waiting for them to come back.

     "DICKHEAD," Vitellary yelled, making Khaki jump a little.

     "I heard you guys somewhere around the shop so I figured I'd just come back and wait," Purple replied.

     "The shop was the first place we visited- Purple, you're a fucking knucklehead."

     Khaki giggled next to Vitellary, breaking the tension.

     "Well," Khaki managed to say, still laughing. "The two of us kinda need a favor."

     "SEPARETLY," Vitellary emphasized.

     "...alright," Purple said, a glimmer shining up in his eyes as he realized what was going on.

     Life is going to get a lot more complicated from now on, Vitellary thought with a sigh. Oh well.