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[fiddlestick]

Elliot Craig

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[usurpers]

[ he gives it a look and— alright. his shoulders slump a tiny bit. ]

. . . I just really wanted to punch this thing for more than ten minutes.

[ ITS NOT THAT HE DOESNT TRUST YOU BABE. but a good distraction this was. ten minutes then. he’ll make the most of it. starting . . . now. ]

I’ll get it done in ten— mark me.

[fiddlestick]

Oh. [He gives little laugh] Well, I guess you could always split the dough in half and do two rounds of ten minutes if you really want?

[He'll start up a timer on his phone]

Or we can play violent video games later.

[usurpers]

[ . . . that’s a good idea that eren hadn’t considered, giving a “huh” as he cocks his head a bit to the side and measures the right size, then splitting them. that was the good idea from a brilliant mind, and he claps his hand against another in preparation before getting to the kneading. agressive kneading. dough punchies.

eren gives the violent video game suggestion a thought though, through his held breaths. he might’ve accepted that any other day, but . . . he’s seen a little too much violence up close to play the array of war games he had. while he’s more than touched that elliot would even offer to play those games with him— ]

How about you choose the game to buy tonight?

[ he needs more non-violent games other than mario kart. ]

[fiddlestick]

[He does what he can to think up ideas. He smiles at little that Eren actually followed through on the suggestion. Sure it'll mean it'll take longer for everything to bake- but maybe it'll make him feel better and out of his funk]

Aha, you sure?

[usurpers]

[ he gives a nod— even if the cooked first and played around with the games later, they had time. they had the whole night, and tomorrow free too, automatically. ]

We could use more games anyway. [ eren your library is gargantuan ] I think there’s been some new releases this month, too.

[fiddlestick]

[Yeah they have plenty of time. Especially when the chances of Elliot putting out tonight are pretty slim. Elliot keeps working at decorating the cake.]

Alright. Oh! I bet the winter sale's going on now! I'll have to see what games are cheap now!

[Who cares if his boyfriend is loaded, a sale's a sale! ]

[usurpers]

[ eren needs to work his way back up from couch status of course. ]

Got any you’re interested in?

[fiddlestick]

[He laughs]

To tell you the truth? I've been so busy with music, school, and magic- that I dunno know what games are out these days. So...we'll find out, I guess!

[usurpers]

[ he gives a sound akin to a chuckle as well, all while punishing the poor, poor dough. ]

I don’t blame you. Honestly— the last time I touched it was the last time we played together.

[ was that, like . . . a month ago? two months??? between their actual lives and these regains . . . ]

[fiddlestick]

Haha, really? That long?

I guess things have been pretty busy...

[usurpers]

Well— who’d want to use virtual magic when you have the real thing?

[ same thing applied to flying and such. he gets why birds are so damn special, now. ]

Besides that, there’s everything else . . . I’m almost on my third Retrospec notebook.

[fiddlestick]

Aha, well the virtual stuff is way less tiring. And you don't have to worry about accidentally destroying property when you use it.

[He gets what he means though. ]

Your third? Is there really that much to write?

[usurpers]

[ elliot. he chuckles and shakes his head. he’d still go for the magic even with property damage. ]

It’s been pretty much— one a month. [ he nods though, giving his arms a quick flick before returning to the dough. he hasn’t stopped and he’s starting to feel a little something, but . . . ] I write everything down, as far back as the network can go and whatever’s happening around us.

[ it’s more like a journal? eren keeps journals, wow. ]

I never forgot about the suggestion. Remember?

[ elliot was the one that gave it to him, in fact. ]

[fiddlestick]

I remember.

[He gives a soft smile at that. It's a vague memory, an idea he tossed around months ago, not long after Carlos's app got deleted]

I didn't think you'd take it so much to heart though.

[usurpers]

You can take a look at them if you can read my handwriting. [ his handwriting’s actually not that bad? it just all caps and gets gradually sloppy the more his hand cramps. ] I want to be on top of Retrospec as much as I can. The smallest tip off can prep us for whatever’s next.

[ eren pauses for a second, only beating away at the second piece of dough before he looks over his shoulder, genuinely: ]

I take everything you say to heart.

[ his words were powerful, and they made a difference when heard. ]

[fiddlestick]

Maybe later. I just wanna relax tonight. [They've talked about enough heavy stuff as it is. He doesn't want more things to weigh on his mind tonight.

He'll pause at the last thing Eren says though. It's touching, and it gets a little smile out of him. He hopes it's true too...considering what happened earlier this evening. He really doesn't ever want to see a repeat of that. ]

Heh, your words have a way of sticking with me too.

[usurpers]

[ well, isn’t he just feeling all warm and fuzzy right now. eren goes quiet, still keeping his head turned with that meek looking smile before he turns back to his work. was he sweating—? that dough is giving him a workout. but he definitely asked for this.

and, actually, the earlier agressive punching has turned into kneading, like a normal person. he’s a little more relaxed. ]

I hope it’s the good stuff. [ don’t remember his desperate crying, please. ] What’s the timer say?

[fiddlestick]

[He's not answering that beyond a smile and chuckle because, uh yeah, some of the stuff that sticks MIGHT be the desperate crying, sorry.

Glancing at the timer-]

Y-You got another five minutes on the first batch!

[usurpers]

[ the desperate crying is an embarrassing fiend. but eren blinks in surprise and muttering an “oh”, continuing to press and pull against the dough, calmly. wow, calmly. ]

I thought it was almost over already.

[ is that . . . some bravado??? are your arms getting tired, jaeger . . . ]

[fiddlestick]

Haha, nope!

Getting tired Eren?

[usurpers]

N— Nah, I was just, [ think what was he doing other than making the mistake to pound dough for twenty minutes ] a little hungry.

[ 👌 ]

[fiddlestick]

That so?

Do you want me to start melting up the fondue?

[usurpers]

. . . That sounds good.

[ and after a bit of silence, his attention more on what he’s doing, he lifts a hand to call elliot over. ]

[fiddlestick]

Okay.

[Elliot busies himself with digging out the fondue pot as well as the chocolate that he's supposed to melt, setting that all up.

He'll notice that hand raise, and heads over]

Yeah?

[usurpers]

[ there’s no warm smile as he does this, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy— just reflecting constantly despite their casual chatter, it was a little hard to bounce up into a grinning bundle when he couldn’t take back what he did, despite his hands not wearing a single trace of his stupidity. he stops what he’s doing to turn some, to lean his head down and plant a chaste and lingering kiss to elliot’s forehead, holding there to breathe in the scent of his hair and keep his lips to skin and strands of ginger locks.

he doesn’t say anything, but it conveys everything as he pulls away with a contemplative look in his eyes and— well, there goes the phone’s alarm. quietly, he’ll go back to work, separating the first ball of dough and going onto the second one.

actually saying “sorry” sounded so damn empty to him, but he tries differently. “thanks for being here” was something he was feeling too, but actions speak louder anyway. ]