tuesday evening, final week

[poorlovefool]

[Since Link's done this to him before, Eric leaves a note under Link's door asking him to meet up in the library! Because he seems to have reacted badly every time they just surprise him with something.

If he comes, Eric will be in there listening to music. If he doesn't, he guesses he'll have to start looking around. But in any case, he's got the slablet and the glider under the table for now.]

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[poorlovefool]

O-oh. [Eric glances around him, as though he'd be able to detect it if IT was watching from somewhere, but he knows he can't. Nervous for Link, he looks into his face seriously. He did say it watched more closely when there were more people around, but just in case.] Should I stop?

[the shudder makes him want to hug him instead, but you know. definitely don't want to get him reprocessed.]

W-well, you guys researched the fuck out of all of us and all the worlds involved here, right? Maybe you know something we don't that could help... I don't know...

Kyuubey told me about IT's failure. Charles knows how to defeat it, but Arthur can't talk to him again without IT butting in. Do you think there's a way we could stop that from happening at least?

[champion_link]

... Right, his power. I... don't know. I... I'm not the best with the mental stuff... I'm sorry I can't tell you anything useful. I'm not... that smart. I'm just a knight. Even if I'm a Champion, I'm still not... the best with complicated stuff.

[He's the muscle, basically.]

[poorlovefool]

Boy, do I relate there....

[well he didn't tell him to stop so guess what. He's going in for the hug. The world is cold and confusing, but soft boys are still soft, even if Eric looks pretty damn miserable that he can't think of any really good ideas either.]

It's alright. Just keep smiling. We'll take care of it, s-somehow.

[champion_link]

[He blinks in surprise before stiffly leaning against Eric. It's more mechanical than anything else, but he's. Trying.]

Don't you know? Smiling is prohibited by IT.

[...]

... That was a joke.

[poorlovefool]

[THE COLD SHIVER THAT JUST GAVE HIM... That's the kind of line that precedes getting a surprise knife in your back mid-hug. Thank god he told him.]

O-Oh... oh, ha ha ha! Like I'd buy that when you guys had to be so happy-happy. Nice try.

[champion_link]

Maybe I shouldn't joke like that. I made you feel bad...

[poorlovefool]

No, it was funny... just unexpected...

[have some back pats there. But then he'll start to pull back in case it's awkward for the hug to last too long.]

[champion_link]

[He's blushing very faintly.]

... Thank you again, Eric.