Eddie : *sighs dramatically*
Christopher : Dad! This is the fourth time you’ve made that weird sound with your voice since we started the game.
Eddie : I’m sorry buddy, I’m just a little worried.
Christopher : About what?
Eddie : Buck was supposed to call me back hours ago. I don’t know, it feels like he’s avoiding me.
Flashback
It was Valentines Day on a Thursday afternoon when Buck offered to pick Christopher up from school while Eddie helped Chimney and his wife Maddie, decorate their new home.
Buck sighed loudly as he drew a seat in front of Christopher at the dinner room table.
“Are you okay Buck?” Christopher’s brows furrowed as he watched Buck’s cheeks paint a light pink flush. His lips grew into a sheepish smile.
“Your dad left a card in my locker today.”
“Oh yea? What did it say?” Christopher asked curiously.
“He said, he was happy to have the 118, you, and me, apart of his life.”
Buck paused suddenly, shaking off the slight smirk that gradually creeped across his lips.
“And… He said he loved me.”
Christopher’s eyes lit a bright sparkle, “Well yeah Buck, we all do.”
“And I love you guys too!”
Buck grinned widely, reaching over the table and ruffling Christopher’s hair.
The loud ding from the door bell forced Buck to make his way over to the front door, where he immediately halted in his tracks at the sight of an annoyed looking Chimney who held a heart shaped box of chocolates and a giant, red card with the words “WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE” written in bold silver glitter across the front.
Hen honked her horn loudly from the truck. “Hey Buck!” She screamed through a hysterical laugh. It appeared that Chimney lost a bet between the two that ultimately ended with him standing on Eddie’s doorstep at the moment.
“Well your BOYFRIEND!” Chimney screamed dramatically, “made me drop these off for you because he was too afraid to do it himself.”
Buck eyes squinted tightly, he peered through the window of the back seat of Hen’s truck. His heart fluttered when he caught sight of an anxious Eddie, fidgeting back and forth in his seat while refusing to make eye contact with him.
“Eddie?” Buck asked himself below whisper. “But he already got me a card.”
“Well,” Chimney sighed “he got you another one.”
Chimney slid the card and box of chocolates into Buck’s hand when he spun on his heels and sprinted back to Hen’s truck.”
“Hit it!”
And they were gone, leaving a conflicted Buck standing on Eddie’s door step, his hands filled with an oversized card and expensive box of chocolates.
Flashback End
Eddie : I was so stupid! I should’ve gotten out of the car and given the gifts to him myself.
Christopher : Well, yeah dad,that was kind of funny
Eddie : Stop laughing! I’m freaking out right now!
Christopher : Okay! I think you should call him.
Eddie : You don’t think it’ll make me look desperate? Just calling him out the blue?
Christopher : No. What if he likes you too?
Eddie : I’m such an idiot.
End
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The Rehabilitation of Death
Chapter 17: Drunken Gods
On this day, The Lamb declares a holy day. For a wedding, for a feast, and for a festival to celebrate the grand harvest.
Despite his initial reservations (and after a particularly horrid nightmare) Narinder decides to attend, if just to please the Lamb well enough that they'd leave him well enough alone after. That's the only reason, surely.
With followers intoxicated, the cult becomes a ground of wild party, and Gods are not immune to the temptation of overindulgence.
There's music, fighting, flirting, more fighting. There are shenanigans all evening; including but not limited to: uncomfortable socialization, reminiscing on one's past, impulsive decisions of the close-proximity sort, hide-and-seek games, and sparring with drunken, uncontrollable bloodlust that may or may not lead to a near-mental snap with eldritch power when you remember something you weren't supposed to.
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