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Oh, this was fucking perfect. Vi had been pissed since they had spotted the shiny, silver and blue bus that had “University of Piltover” painted on the side in neat font stopped on the side of the road with steam rolling out of the engine.
Vander and Ekko had gotten off to see if Ekko could help.
Ekko had gotten back on the bus after not very long, hollering over the music, which had gotten cranked since they were just sitting there, “yeah, they’re stuck. Radiator’s shot, it’ll need replacement parts and we’re nowhere near auto stores.”
There were a few groans of sympathy, despite the fact that the whole team knew the bus was full of a bunch of stuck up Pilties.
Vander wasn’t back on the bus yet, which meant…Vi didn’t know what.
“Hey, Mylo! Can you see him? What’s happening?”
“I don’t know. Oh, hold up. He just pointed at the bus! The fuck does that mean?”
Vi had a sneaking suspicion that whatever it meant, it was likely to make her day worse.
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Caitlyn is the rifle team captain for the University of Piltover, Vi's the boxing team captain for Zaun U, and they hate each other...but they're stuck together until they get back home
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- Part 1 of The Knockout-verse
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“No,” Caitlyn whispers, shoulders slipping. Oh, she’s not strong enough for this. “No, no- you- why you? Why you?”
She still smells the way she did two years ago— standing at their doorstep, packing her bags, saying we shouldn’t have done this. I shouldn’t have done this.
“Why me,” Vi repeats. “Isn’t that the fucking question.”
or: they're exes, they're still in love, and they're pretty sure fate just fucking hates them
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18 Jan 2025