Between the Lines, All the Days and Nights... And the World is my Playground

[ktotheatothez]

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[ktotheatothez]

[ Two people I need to apologize to... or at least, that's what he wants to say, but then he doesn't. ]

Just... Another assignment.

[ He says that like it's nothing, and yet, Maggie, you know the kid well enough to know that he's hiding something from you. ]

[maggienificent]

[ Hide? From this fox? Junior, you ought to read up on body chemistry and how people give off certain scents when they're angry, or stressed, or afraid. ]

The nose knows when you're hedging, squirt.

[ She'll put an arm around you though. ]

What's up.

[ktotheatothez]

[ Small sigh, drag off of the cig. ]

Did you ever have a fight with Kuya Ren that was so bad, you didn't talk for days?

[maggienificent]

[ Maggie's passing you a curious look that's matched by the brow she's quirked in your direction. ]

No.

[ She offers that gently. For all their fights, she and Renae made it a point to never let the sun set on an argument -- or to agree to disagree given that their Heart-Paths were so different. ]

[ktotheatothez]

[ He takes one long drag off his cig and just... exhales. ]

I got into a fight with Josh, and it was my bad. I thought maybe Father was here and I could ask for advice.

[maggienificent]

[ A fight with Josh...?

--Oh. Josh LaRue. The cutie her uncle is dating. ]

Well... how bad was it?

[ She doesn't really need to know what about, nor is she interested in prying -- that's your business and the details don't concern her. Fights are fights and they kind of happen, that's just fact. She's gotten into some with her own Squad before. ]

[ktotheatothez]

...we haven't talked in days.

[ And he has to think about the fight after that, or the lack thereof. ]

I didn't know the silent treatment hurt worse than a shouting match.

[maggienificent]

[ Oh, puppy. Alright, she's concerned now. Seeing you sad isn't something she likes.

Bumping your shoulder now. ]

Maybe it's because you guys talk so much.

[ That's the impression she got from her Mom anyway. ]

Sometimes things just suck though, you know? They're supposed to. That's why they suck.

[ktotheatothez]

It does suck... [ He lets out a sharp breath through his nose. ] Like, a lot.

I'm gonna make it not-suck when I see him.

[maggienificent]

[ There's her baby-boy.

Ruffling your hair now. And then pinching your cheek with a little sound between two pursed lips. ]

That's the spirit. And if he doesn't want to cooperate you can always just bully him into it.

Not really though, squirt. Josh is kinda... taller and broader than you. Mmm. Dem shoulders. But Uncle's taste in guys is great, so.

[ktotheatothez]

[ Did you just-? STAAAAAAHP, that's Kaz's brother. ]

I-I'm stronger than I look! I had part of a shoddily-constructed building fall on me and I'm fi-

[ Uh-oh. ]