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The absence of belief. The absence of what made his friend, his friend. The absence of what shaped him. The absence of Parrot.
“You’re supposed to hate me for this,” The hybrid said, voice quieter now, almost unsteady. “You’re supposed to fight it.”
“I did hate you,” Parrot admitted softly. “Sometimes I still do.”
That should have been a relief.
It wasn’t. “But I also…” He hesitated. “You’re still you.” Something in their expression flickered—hope, maybe. Or fear. “And you think this is what I want?” Wifies asked. “I think…” Parrot chose their words carefully. “You don’t want to lose me.”
Or Parrot loses his intent to leave and doesnt even believe himself, making Wifies debate on himself but he realizes he cant stand parrot not being parrot so he gets mad and a fight breaks out (VERBAL. ID NEVER WRITE THEM PHYSICALLY FIGHTING) which fails to bring Parrot’s urges
boundary breakers dni tch
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He felt the cold bucket of milk press against his lips. It stayed— he didn’t open his lips as Ashswag continued to speak.
“You know what this is, right?” ‘Of course.’
For some odd reason, he went as far as to hug his servant while keeping the bucket pressed against Fish Bucket’s mouth.
The voidling wish he didn’t jolt that violently, but he did. It raised a look of almost pride on Ashswag’s face. “Rare, isn’t it?”
He didn’t know where his feelings went. It twisted, swirled— going haywire—
He couldn’t breathe.
“Drink it.”
He didn’t. The bucket pressed harder.
“Need I say it again?”
spoke & minute equals comfort, spoke & ashswag equals,... missing him. Spoke misses ash.
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“Hey, Theo?” Parrot whispered softly, as if trying to convey it to only Theo— even if no one was around. Theo sighed, keeping his hugging position on Parrot. “What is it? Quick.” He pushed.
Silence.
“Parrot, I said—“
“We’re friends, right?”
The question floated.
Theo would be laughing at the absurdity of the question, if it just didn’t sound so genuine. The tone was fragile, almost akin to glass if anyone else but him heard it. It was communicated so quietly yet so strongly to his conscience, he was afraid that if he breathed wrong— That would hurt Parrot infinitely.
Theo smiled, not with hubris, but with tenderness.
“Always were, Parrot.”
Or parrot cant sleep, theo wakes up, rlly bad at trying to make him sleep again, and they do!!! Hugging it out i miss my friends too.
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Wemmbu bottles, holds, then spills, to none other than his dearest friend.
Eggchan, despite how.. special he is, he could foresee this trip could bring out his friend's emotions. Wemmbu doesn't need to know though.
Eggchan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! woohoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!