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[kayakking]

YET ANOTHER PSL AU POST BECAUSE WE ARE MONSTERS.



LITERALLY.


Kinda the premise.

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[secreteary]

That's why I said "if".

[ugh.]

I wish I could say "when". Don't want to be too optimistic. But...with the five of us, I'm sure we'll manage something.

[eyediot]

...We'll figure something out. [For Martin and Jon of course.]

I only worry about the immediate problems.

[secreteary]

Like?

[eyediot]

Like Jon putting his eyes out, stopping Elias, stopping the Entities if we can...

[secreteary]

M-mmm. Yeah.

[depressed Martin is depressed.]

It's just. It's. So unfair. I hope I get to punch Elias in his stupid...smug face.

[eyediot]

I think we're taking numbers for turns on that to be honest.

[secreteary]

[there's a moment of quiet, and then Martin snorts.]

We should string him up like a pinata.

[eyediot]

By the neck.

[secreteary]

Exactly. [Martin nods sagely.] Take turns with a cricket bat.

[eyediot]

As long as we don't do it blindfolded.

[secreteary]

Of course not. Why would we give him the chance that we'd miss?

[eyediot]

Sporting chance, maybe. Then again he never gave us one.

[secreteary]

[darkly, bitterly:] No, he didn't.

[a beat.]

I wonder what falls out if we break him open.

[eyediot]

Probably more eyes.

[secreteary]

[he couldn't exactly say why, but Martin laughs.]

Maybe those chocolate balls with foil to look like eyes, if we're lucky.

[eyediot]

When are we ever that lucky.

[secreteary]

Good point, but maybe just this once-

[eyediot]

I'd like to hope so.

[secreteary]

Wouldn't we all?

[something catches the light; something he's been trying to avoid because of the coiling sensation in his gut. but he smiles.]

...I haven't congratulated you yet. So...congratulations.

[eyediot]

[He blinks at him confused. Congratulations....?

Oh.

He looks down at the ring, his everything going a bit soft.]

Thank you...

[secreteary]

Do you both have one?

[eyediot]

No, he. [Sigh. It's all fond though.] He only got mine and his own on layaway.

[secreteary]

Oh, if he'd asked me-

[Martin shuts his mouth suddenly, and his expression goes dark.]

Now that I don't have to pay for a home, I...have some extra.

[eyediot]

...That's sweet of you Martin. You don't have to, I have a few ideas.

[secreteary]

I'd like to. Consider it a gift?