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FERN |
Ooo slang part the second |
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FERN |
i think we just shared electrons, because i'm feeling a covalent bond between us |
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LANCE |
Pidge, I need your help. I gotta send a meme to Chloe but ... |
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DIPPER |
Hey Varian. You know those crazy alchemy bombs you used... |
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PETER |
Hey Varian, this is Peter. Um, Peter Graham. |
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USAGI |
Soooooooo~ How'd the date go? |
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MAKO |
Varianβ Checking in. |
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SHIRO |
i think one of us put a chicken patty in my toaster |
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EDDIE |
Hey. We need to talk. |
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MELIUS |
π»πΎ. πΌ ππππ πΎπ πππππ πππΎππΉ πΆππΉ πΎπ πΎπ πππ ππ½πππ |
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EDA |
Hey, kid. I... owe you an apology. |
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LUZ |
Valentines |
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MAUL |
I have a proposition for a project I think you'll be interested in |
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USAGI |
I LOVE YOU |
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FERN |
DUDE you still have your bandana! |
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BUZZ |
Morning. I heard from Fern you wanted to go out into the blizzard. |
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FERN |
dude your profile changed |
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USAGI |
Ruby told me about the breakup. |
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GLITCH |
Varian, I'm gonna go live somewhere else for now |
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MAKO |
A "nerd" is somebody smart... |
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MAUL |
Gifts |
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FERN |
heeyyyy quick question |
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FERN |
Christmas is coming up!!! |
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CHLOE |
god who the FUCK ever thought emojis were a good idea??? |
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KRISTOFF |
Varian,It's getting colder so I thought you could use this |
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FERN |
heyyyy Variable |
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RAPUNZEL |
okay not to put you on the spot but... |
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EDA |
Potion time |
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NEO |
Dude, I can mine antidote shit here! |
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GLITCH |
Got this in my basket. |
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EDA |
hey smart kid |
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TEN |
Hallo |
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ADAM |
Hey, k-- uh, Varian. I just wanted to check in |
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USAGI |
I'm sorry I worried you and fainted on you yesterday. |
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AMARA |
i lived, bitch |
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NEO |
Debatably good news, asshole |
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USAGI |
Hey Varian! It's Usagi |
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OSCAR |
I'm sorry, Varian. Tell me what you need |
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FERN |
a dark past huh |
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MAUL |
Varian. I am in great need of your assistance |
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FERN |
Varian VARIAN I CAN EAT FOOD |
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USAGI |
How much moon essence do you have? |
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USAGI |
VIVI-KUN, VIVI-KUN GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT! |
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RICHIE |
well I promised |
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FERN |
A TOTALLY INCOMPLETE LIST OF OOO WORDS 'N SLANG |
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GLITCH |
VARIAN ARE THERE BUGS IN THE WATER?!
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USAGI |
To help with restless nights and the... |
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VIRA-LORR |
Little alchemist. I have a gift for you. |
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MARTIN |
Hi, Varian. This is Martin. I wanted to reach out... |
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USAGI |
Hi Varian, sweetie! I have a question for you. |
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GLITCH |
varian I need to talk to you. it's important. |
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USAGI |
I need you not to panic after what I tell you. |
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FERN |
dog you have so many vests |
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IRONHIDE |
HONK HONK |
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USAGI |
... I'm sorry I couldn't help you better, Varian |
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EMERALD |
Hey, V. Not that I care that much or anything... |
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FERN |
tell me when you're alive |
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FERN |
Varian i stabbed two people |
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AMARA |
hey weirdo i have something for you
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FERN |
is the Rapunzel in town your Rapunzel? |
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PENNY |
Salutations!! You do not know me, but my name is Penny Polendina |
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YANG |
Hey, is this Varian? I think we've met once before. |
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FERN |
hey can we talk |
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FERN |
you told ruby |
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MAUL |
Surviving another year is always an occasion worth celebrating |
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USAGI |
Hey I wanted to apologise |
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USAGI |
VARIAN-KUUUUNNN!!!! |
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FERN |
birth |
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MAUL |
Look what just arrived for me. |
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KATHERINE |
Do you want to get paid to make more purple goo things? |
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FERN |
ok i know you're good with plants but what about animals |
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FERN |
dog interested in means girls or guys |
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He only looks up when Fern speaks, blinking a few times before clearing his throat. Right. Right. ]
Fluids, probably, I think?
[He's so helpful, the most helpful.]
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Trying to dig up old memories from ages ago is hard enough, trying to do it when they aren't even really your memories anymore is even harder. Thankfully, Varian's suggestion helps.]
Right, yeah. Fluids. [Aha, that makes the gears in his head start turning.] Soup. I'll make you soup. Mom always did that. She always had juice around, too. [The memories are coming back in full force now, and he grins a little.] Pretty much the only time she let me eat in bed.
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Yeah? She sounds like she was pretty amazing. But, sure, soup and juice. Sounds good.
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Hah, yeah. She was pretty much the best mom ever. She'd read me stories and she had this lullaby she'd sing, even when it was the middle of the night and I couldn't sleep. She'd even rub my back when I was barfing.
[Oh, memories.]
Okay. You got any traps that need disabling?
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Yeah? That's... nice. Really nice. What a mother should be, right?
[He's... genuinely asking, he doesn't know. He shakes his head at the question.]
Nah, disabled them. It... took a while. I put way more up than usual this month.
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[Great, no traps for him to worry about springing. Normally he wouldn't care, but right now he'd prefer to get Varian back in bed without getting an ice bomb to the face. He heads up the front steps, a vine slithering out from his arm to open the door. He gives one last glance behind them, and peers into the house carefully before stepping inside. Just to be safe.]
Yup. She was always putting me and Jake and Jermaine first. She always knew how to make us feel better.
[He goes straight for the stairs to head up to Varian's bedroom, even though he hasn't seen it before he's assuming it's on the second floor. As he does his voice turns a little bittersweet.
Memories are rough, sometimes.]
She was the first person to make me feel better after Martin ditched me.
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I'm really glad that you had her. You deserve that much.
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Uh... thanks.
[He's... a little pensive when he answers, knowing that Varian didn't get to have his mother around like he did.
Once he's found Varian's bedroom (and wow, does it ever look like a normal human bedroom with a science aesthetic), Fern will set him down in bed. He rubs the back of his head.]
Okay, I'm gonna go make you soup. Assuming you've got some downstairs. Try to just rest for now?
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As much as Varian tends to be anti-bed (there's always too much science to do) he's so very glad for it right now. He flops back onto the pillow with a grateful sigh. Okay, yeah, fine, he can understand the merits of a bed right now. He'll close his eyes for like... a minute.]
Hmmm. Think there's some in the cupboards. Thanks, Bud.
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He hops up on the counter while he does, picking through his own memories of coming back from the dead. What it had been like. What had made it worse, and what had helped. Those, along with his memories of Margaret, give him some solidified plans by the time the soup starts bubbling.
He hops off the counter and plates everything up. It isn't fancy by any means, but it should help. With soup and juice in hand he heads back upstairs to Varian's room.]
Heyyy, so I gotta run to the treehouse for some junk. I'll be back real quick, can I trust you to stay put?
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And so, he offered a tired smile, crossing a finger over his chest. ]
Trust me, I'm not planning on going anywhere any time soon. Thanks for the soup and... literally everything, actually.
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Don't worry about it. I'll be back before you know it.
[Thank Glob the treehouse isn't that far from Varian's place. Once he's out on the street he's moving fast which... is probably not the best idea, overexerting himself with the poison air and all, but whatever. What's one more burst of energy when he's already put himself through the ringer this month?
He gets back to the treehouse lickity-split and gathers everything up, at the last second deciding to bring Hazel along, too. He's probably going to be spending a while at Varian's and he doesn't want to neglect the poor fire pup. Plus, maybe Ruddiger will enjoy the company.
Once he has everything he makes his way back, deliberately avoiding any signs of robotic bears so as to not get into a fight. His backpack is feeling heavy by the time he arrives, and he's pretty sure he's going to need a long nap after this whole day.
Hazel follows him back up the stairs, scurrying past him and into Varian's room when he peeks in.]
Hey, I'm back.
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He's tapping away at his Fluid, reaching out to people he wronged when Fern returns. Ruddiger hops off the bed to chatter at Hazel, ready to race around the house and do important animal stuff. Varian offers him a small, tired smile- it doesn't quite reach his eyes, but it's there.]
Hey, welcome back.
[He's a little curious about what Fern has lugged here with him, but he's honestly more glad that the other boy returned. He had no real doubt that he would, of course, but it still provides comfort. He's not alone. Which... is much less than what he gave Fern when he died. ]
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Fern briefly returns the smile, moving to drop his backpack onto the edge of the bed before sitting down next to it.]
I brought you some stuff. [A lot of stuff, and when he realizes what that sounds like he hurriedly adds:] Uh, not that this means I'm gonna go back to the treehouse or anything. I'll be here as much as you want me to be. I can get you groceries and sleep on the couch, doesn't matter.
[He reaches up, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.]
The first time I died I wound up living at Will's house for the whole month after. [He's just going to go ahead and not talk about the second time he died.] Not being on my own helped a lot.
[Downsides to living on your own, amirite?]
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[To be fair, this is already the longest he's been in his own bed since he got here.
Varian's smile, small as it already is, fades. Fern might not bring up the second time he died, but Varian sure will. He looks down at the bedclothes, picking at them a little. ]
...That's more than I did for you when you died the second time around. You're well within your right to just leave me to it, you know. No grudges held. I was... a pretty terrible friend.
[He still IS, all things considered.]
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He'll open his backpack up and start pulling stuff out, starting with a bunch of books. Several more of those Choose Your Own Adventure novels Kurt had brought him after he died, as well as a book on Billy, Champion of Ooo's adventures.]
I want to help you, you dummy. What you chose to do isn't a good excuse for me to get a free pass to be a bad friend.
[He is so, so unimpressed with that argument, Varian.]
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...And yeah, he can't really argue with that. He clears his throat, offering a fleeting smile. Sorry, Fern, his self-loathing is maxed out today. Give him a day or two to accept he might be worthy of people's affection again. ]
Okay... that's fair. Sorry. And you're a great friend, seriously. I mean, look at all the books!
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Fern is just glad they aren't going to argue over this. He knows what it's like recovering from the deathflu alone, and it makes everything about a hundred times worse. Staying at Will's, even though he had felt like crud and couldn't even keep his body together, had been nice. Staying at Will's had felt more like home than any other place in town, and despite the disparity in their feelings Fern at least wants to try to help Varian in that same way.]
Yeah, you're probably gonna get bored being stuck in bed for a week, right? And - [The next thing he pulls out of his backpack is a wreath made of antlers. He stands and goes over to a wall, and apologies, but he's stabbing a large thorn into it so he can hang the wreath.] - this should keep any robots from busting in.
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[Aside from his awkward message to Kurt apologising for trying to murder him with a robot, Varian's pretty sure they should not be conversing all that much.
He really does appreciate the effort- as much as he feels it's undeserved. He eyes the antler a little, because oh hey, that's - that's a thing. ]
Did it come from Sodder? [There's another pause, because... well. He shouldn't bring this up but he needs to know.] How did you get out of the junkyard? Talking about... robots and all.
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[Even he got bored being stuck in bed for a whole week, he isn't surprised Varian is the same way.]
Uh, yeah. [To his first question. The second question causes a wave of discomfort to overtake Fern as he sits back down on the bed. The junkyard had been an awful time all around, and he'd been pushing all that down so he wouldn't have to think about it.] Some spooky guy helped me out. No big deal. I wasn't dead or anything.
[Just in a thousand pieces. It's fine.]
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[That's... not comforting. He kind of figured Fern didn't die, what with the trial and all, but it was close enough. Too close, in all honesty. Varian has seen Fern fall apart more times than he's strictly comfortable with. Once is too much and now he's seen it three times in as many months and it's starting to give him a bit of a complex. ]
That's... something. [His gaze is still down, brow furrowed.] I tried to make sure someone could find you. It was- it was like trying to swim through fog. I couldn't fight it. If I could have, I would have, but that's all I could do before it sucked me under again.
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[One day Varian will learn what a goth is.]
You helped. [He scoots closer, so he can rest a comfortingΒ hand on Varian's shoulder.] I'd probably still be a pile of grass in the junkyard if you hadn't set off that bomb.
[It wasn't great and he isn't going to even try to deny it, but it was more than Varian just ditching him.]
I know what feels like. [Drowning, fighting for control but only being able to sink even deeper.] You did what you could, and it was enough.
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[He rolls his shoulders in a shrug. It doesn't feel like enough. Nothing feels like enough. He should have been stronger. He should have fought it better. So many people nearly died because he didn't. ]
I wish I could have done more. I should have been able to do more.
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[He should probably reach out with a 'thank you for helping me when I was a pile of grass.' That might be warranted.
Fern shifts uneasily. Varian, your guilt is palpable.]
I wish I hadn't picked a fight with Kurt. And not had my stabilizing gem where it was. That was just - a huge mess, and neither of us can go back and change any of it. We gotta live with it. You, me and Kurt.
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[Not unusual, Varian isn't exactly a social butterfly. He lets out a soft noise, almost a laugh if it wasn't so bitter and hurt. ]
Great. I'll add it to the ever-growing list of things I have to live with. No problem.
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