Amphibia Oneshots!

🎶 The Other Side 🎶 (Darcy x ResistanceCommander!Reader)

EDIT: HEY PPL I FIXED THE SONG YAY!!!

GUYSSSSSS THIS IS MY FIRST MUSIC ONESHOT!

I'm using the song "The Other Side" (obviously) and at the moment I haven't seen The Greatest Showman even if I'm using one of its songs- but I plan on watching it soon!

All this takes place before Anne and the Plantars return to Amphibia, specifically just a couple weeks after True Colors.

Side note- there's a part where the dialogue won't match the song but I'll put in parenthesis what Darcy and Y/n are actually saying.

Obviously it'll feel like some characters will be OOC.

Btw the reader is female this time.

ENJOY THE CHAPTER!

"ARGHHHHH!"

Y/n was deep in the forest outside of Wartwood, furiously shrieking and slashing any nearby trees and shrubs with her obsidian sword. She came to the small area frequently, this little clearing being where she took out all her rage on the vegetation where no one would hear her. Granted, it wasn't the safest idea but she needed somewhere to release her anger.

"DAMN SASHA AND HER STUPID GUILT INDUCING COMMENTS!"

Especially after the events of today, when Y/n and Sasha had gotten into an extreme argument. Both were under tremendous pressure to set up the Resistance, the frogs of Wartwood looking to the pair for leadership and guidance, purely because they had said Anne trusted them. Well after two weeks of stress, the girls had cracked a bit, screaming at each other over what happened in Newtopia.

"AND THAT SHITTY LYING, BACKSTABBING, SON OF A SLUG! OH WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM-"

Y/n had also told everyone that she blamed King Andrias for Marcy's... incident, but she felt she was at fault too. None of this would've happened if Y/n had been paying closer attention to the four friends' friendship, and just how out of balance it was- at least in her opinion.

After a few more minutes of ferociously destroying the plants around her, Y/n slowed down a bit, weakly thrusting her sword at a nearby tree and keeping her hand on the hilt. She stayed like that for a moment, panting with a bit of exhaustion and squeezing her eyes shut tightly. A second later, Y/n gripped her sword hilt tighter, and with another enraged yell, she yanked the weapon out of the tree trunk and held it above her head. She opened her eyes, bringing the sword down in another slicing motion, but completely froze halfway through after noticing someone was just a foot in front of her.

"My, my, we never expected one of you three to be driven this angry." A black armored, ten-eyed person tilted their head to the side at Y/n with an unsettling smirk, tracing their finger along the sharp side of the obsidian blade before flicking it away.

"WHAT THE HELL?! MARCY, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Y/n hollered, dropping her sword in shock. "WHATS WRONG WITH YOUR VOICE?! WHY ARE YOU WEARING A WEIRD HELMET?! AND DIDN'T YOU DIE?!"

The new person gave a small bow with that same smirk. "Oh, we're not Marcy. Not anymore. We're Darcy- y'know, 'Dark Marcy'. And please, don't let us interrupt your violent sword-hacking."

"W-What? No, you sound like Marcy. Take that stupid helmet off, Marbles. You owe me some explaining, how did you not die?! And why are you referring to yourself as a 'we'?" Y/n huffed after slightly calming down.

"No, no, no, as we've said, we are Darcy. Not Marcy. And we are a collection of Amphibia's greatest minds, in a unified preserved con-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great and all, but seriously Mar-Mar. Come home with me and you can tell me and Sash what happened to you after we had to leave Newtopia. Ugh, I have to go back to Sasha now... I hope she doesn't expect an apology." The girl rolled her eyes at the mention of the blond, picking up her fallen sword and slipping it through the ring on the left side of her belt.