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Where's husband? Where's his kids? Are they ok?

Another shrug. Benjamin asked the doctor.

"Your husband came with one of his friends. I don't think there were any children with him."

"Luther doesn't have friends. But where did this one take him after they left?" The doctor was pressing her stethoscope against his chest, moving it from one place to another, almost confused. "Both hearts are the same, just pick your favorite."

"Oh, um. Well, his friend didn't say where they were going. He just dragged your husband out kicking and screaming, so I assume he's trying to get him to calm down." She decided on the one closer to where a human would have their heart.

"I see."

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Benjamin! Oh my god! Is everything alright! What happened?

The alien shrugged. "I don't know. This is all weird and strange and I don't like it. I want to go home and be with my family." He allowed himself to be led back to his bed by the doctor, sitting down on it. "I don't even know why Luther got so upset."

"I'm sure your husband will be fine, Mr. Tremaine." The doctor reassured him. "Please just allow me to run the diagnostic tests and you'll be out of here in no time."

"... Fine."

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Ugh... now there's an even more annoying sound. As if the voice that couldn't be placed wasn't annoying enough, now there's an annoying beeping hospital monitor!

... Wait, hospital monitor? What's going on? Where is he? Who is he? Oh, that's one question answered. He's a guy... thankfully. His vision unblurred to the scene of a hospital room with a tall female standing in front of him. He attempted to sit up, but she quickly (and gently?) pushed him back down.

"Easy now, Mr. Tremaine. Let yourself relax." She stated.

Oh! That's who he was! Wait, there's two Tremaines... technically eight. Which one was he?! ... Okay Benjamin wasn't that stupid, it took a little bit, but he at least had the mental capacity to remember his damn first name. It feels like he hasn't used the part of his brain that held thoughts in a long time.

"My... my head hurts..." He managed to get out.

"That's normal for people who experienced comas... nothing to worry about." Wait, coma?! There's no way Benjamin was just in a coma, he's been through so much worse and never got injured from it! ... At least he didn't feel any injuries from it. But that aside, how did he get a coma?! "Can you tell me what the most recent thing you remember is?"

"Uh... colors." He stated. The doctor (at least he assumed she was a doctor) began to fiddle with one of his arms, wrapping something around it. "And there was a voice. It wasn't... there though. Like, nothing was attached to it, but it was almost screaming." The doctor hummed.

"That might have been your husband. He was here just now, but the poor thing was practically a wreck. Your friend had to drag him out."

"Husband... AH SHIT, LUTHER?!" Benjamin sat up with a renewed vigor, accidentally pulling out the cord to that annoying hospital monitor and scaring the doctor.

"Sir! Please calm yourself!" She shouted. "He's in a state of emotional distress and seeing you up so suddenly will most likely make it worse!" The alien paused in his motion, turning back towards her.

"... He's... upset?"

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Colors. Only colors. Swirling left, right, center, and generally around in a clusterfuck of nonsense that couldn't be understood. It was beautiful... probably... if it could even be described that way. What happened? Where are we? Who are we? Those questions were long since tossed aside in favor of the endless void standing between absolutely nothing and absolutely everything.

"Wh... ...up"

Wait, what? Aren't we alone? Who the hell is that, are they paying rent? The words couldn't quite be understood... okay, the word 'up' could be understood, but you can't exactly derive an entire sentence from that, now can you? No. No you can't. But it almost banged into the ears of the one listening, almost like an annoying ringing, or a bump under the pillow. The colors seemed to blur more, as more intrusive sounds suddenly disturbed the silence of the void.

"No... h- .... up!"

Was the voice... distressed? The now partially-conscious being couldn't quite place what the voice belonged too, but one thing was for sure, it sure did like using the word 'up'. Haha... alright I'll stop with that joke. If only the figure in the colors could manage to sit up. It tried once before, twice and even three times before, but quickly gave up, submitting to the luminescent swirls.

... Maybe it should try again? The mysterious voice really seemed to desire it.

"Please, jus..."

Oh? Seems like it was almost encouraging the figure... Maybe it should try again.

Yes, just once more. For itself, for the random voice, even for you, the one reading.

Just once more... and so, it did. And the colors blurred more and even morphed together until the being's vision turned red, then green, then blue, then white, then suddenly, black.

And so, he woke up.

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[[So, uh. This blog isn't dead, I promise. I've just had 0 motivation to work on this blog. So I'm just going to do the sensible thing and put it on hiatus for the time being instead of leaving it to rot. I'll come back to it when I'm more motivated.]]

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[[Don't you hate it when you think you reblogged something on your main blog, but then when you get a notification for someone liking it you find that it's reblogged to the wrong blog]]

[[Anyone keeping track of how many times I accidentally did this? I have a feeling it's at least in the double digits. 🤦]]

[[btw i'm still active on this blog and i'm answering the ask for the next part of the real life segment but it's just really slow lol]]

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i don't know what possessed me to make this

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Hey Benjamin, maybe you can cheer your husband up?

"How am I supposed to do that when he's giving me the silent treatment?!" The tall alien questioned aloud. "I didn't even know he'd get this mad over us going to McDonalds!"

"He's not mad because of the action of you taking us to McDonalds," Harold informed his not-really-clueless father, "he's mad because you didn't tell him you were taking us to McDonalds, AND because you chose to take Patty to McDonalds over him and the rest of the family."

"Oh. Yeah, I did kind of do that..." Benjamin rubbed the back of his neck. "But in my defense, I thought it'd be a nice way for you two older ones to get to know your neighbor better!"

"Did you also miss the part where he said that he almost never gets to spend time with Harold and Ruby?" Patty asked.

"Shush! I did read what he said! I'm just choosing to tackle this issue one part at a time!"

"You don't really seem like you are."

"Let me think, Patty!" Benjamin folded his hands on the table. "Sometimes it depends on the situation for what he needs to feel better... or at least happier..."

Benjamin thought for a bit, just as the rest of the family came over to the table. The four currently there had to shuffle around a bit in order fit everyone there, but they manage, with the alien husbands sitting next to each other. Benjamin wraps an arm around Luther, pulling him in for a close embrace. Luther leans in slightly, but doesn't have any other reaction. Drat, physical affection didn't work as planned.

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Order some food Luthor.

"That's Luth-ER to you." He whispered as he made a 'wait' motion to Benjamin, who in turn nodded. Now he has to know what his damn (affectionate) kids want. "Dora, Max, what do you two want to eat?"

"Nuggets." Came the first answer from the bunny.

"... How many nuggets?"

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Benjamin frowned as Luther turned away from him to talk to Max and Dora. He assumed that his husband was just knowing what they want, but he couldn't help but feel as if there was something wrong. Usually, even if Luther had to do something, he'd at least give a wave in return. But this time, there was no wave. He was just being told to wait.

"What's Papa doing here?" His daughter beside him asked.

"I'm... not sure." Came his reply. "But I don't think he's very happy right now..."

"Mr. Tremaine isn't very happy in general." Patty pointed out from across him.

"Most of the time he's at least fine, but he's neither happy or fine."

"Maybe if you took a look at the public blog, you'd be able to know why." Harold told his father, sliding his phone over. Benjamin hesitantly took the phone, and scrolled through it, basically reading all the most recent asks leading up to this real life segment.

"Oh dear..."

[Big Trouble (Benjamin) is (basically once again) open for asks]

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Here Luther, let me just gesture you in. (Slowly pushes the Tremaines in McDonald's)

"What are yo-" Oh? He's just being pushed in? No words of advice like 'don't murk your husband over mcdonalds' or anything like that, fine then. He can deal with that. After all, they're already inside the fast food restaurant. Luther looked to his left and easily spotted the rest of the his family. However, they didn't seem to notice him. He knew that it was probably not a good idea to make his presence known. Time to go up to the counter and order thei-

"¡Mira, Max! ¡Allí estas nuestros familia!" Goddammit, Dora. Luther loves her and all, but why must she be so conspicuous? And of course that draws the attention of the rest of their family, because of course he can't get what he wants.

He saw that Benjamin looked confused. Yet his husband still gave them a wave. Luther sighed in return. Does he really have to confront this issue now? Or should he just go order some food?

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And here we are! *drops off Luther at the McDonald's Benjamin and his kids are* have fun with your family! *drives away*

"Hola friends! Today, me, my Apá, and my brothers and sister are at McDonald's! Do you see the McDonald's?" The excited voice from his daughter drew Luther's attention away from his phone, realizing, to his horror, that he and his kids were no longer in their house and instead outside somewhere.

"What the shit?!" He quickly shoved his phone in his jacket pocket and looked around, noting that Max, Oliver, and Grace were sitting on the floor. He quickly scooped up the 2 year old twins as he focused his attention on the McDonald's right across the street from them. "How did they- You guys aren't supposed to be able to do this!" Luther is, in a way, correct. Normally, you anons aren't supposed to have the capability to manipulate the environment of this ask blog's world, even in these real life segments. Though it appears that something has gone wrong, and for now, you anons are free to manipulate the world of the characters in any way you wish. Though now is not the time for worrying about how one of the rules of this world has been violated.

"Papa. McDonald's?" Came the other voice from the ground, tugging on Luther's pant leg. Fuck. Now Luther has to go confront Benjamin at McDonald's. He really didn't want to do this, because being mad over not getting to bond with some of your kids is a really petty reason to show up to where they're bonding unannounced. Though right now, it seems that Luther has little to no choice.

"Yes, Max. We're going to McDonald's." Luther groaned as his technically-second youngest child stood up off the sidewalk. "Dora, the McDonald's is this way." He began to walk across the street to the McDonald's with Max and Ruby following behind. He stopped at the door to go inside. Is he even ready to go in?

Real Life Segment #3: Start.

[[Use your temporary power wisely and appropriately pls]]

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Relax Luther! We're going to McDonald's to find your family!

NO! NO! DO NOT GO BOTHER THEM AT MCDONALDS!

FUCK I MENTIONED IT IN FRONT OF THE KIDS AND NOW THEY WANT TO GO

THEY WON'T LISTEN WHEN I SAY THEY CAN'T GO

GOD DAMN IT! -🔸

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So in short, Benjamin's the problem… guess who's going to have a surprise visit! *picks up Luther* Guess where we're going!

No! I have four kids here dammit! I'm not leaving them here unattended just for some... petty reason! And I don't trust any of the neighbors with them either! -🔸

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Really? What people?

Well, I have Benjamin! But he just went behind my back and left me with these damn kids all alone! I have Harold and Ruby! I want to bond with Harold and Ruby! But I never get to bond with Harold and Ruby, do I?! I barely get to talk to them already because they have school, but Benjamin bonds with them all the time already! But now he pretty much fucking stole them away! We could have had McDonald's as a family! But no, don't invite Luther and leave him to take care of four kids alone! But make sure you invite FUCKING PATTY instead! -🔸

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Aww… Luther, you want to be not alone. Then why not bond with Patty's dad. I'm sure he won't mind.

Don't fucking patronize me! I'm not in the damn mood! Besides, I don't need to bond with him! I have... people. -🔸

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Harold and I are taking Ruby to McDonalds to make her feel better. What do you guys want? -🔷

Dad! I told you to keep it a secret! If Papa finds out we're leaving him with Max, Dora, and the babies, he's going to be mad! -💻

He won't find out! He never goes on this blog! -🔷

... -🔸

... Oh. He does go on this blog. -🔷

Maybe if we pretend like he didn't send that, and quickly pull out of the driveway, he won't notice we're gone. -🔷

Dad... -💻

Benjamin Robert Tremaine. What in the ever-loving fuck are you doing?-🔸

... -🔸

And they're gone. They also knocked over the neighbor's trash can as well. -🔸

Because fuck Luther! Luther deserves to be left with his 4 hyperactive little children alone! Luther deserves to not go out and have a fun time and get some food with the 2 children he barely gets to spend time with already! Luther deserves to have these types of things kept as secrets from him! Why? Because fuck Luther, that's why! -🔸

... Uh, Mr. Tremaine? Are you okay? -🎀

... How long were yo- You know what. It doesn't matter. Go away kid, I'm not in the mood. -🔸

Are you upset that we're going to McDonald's without you? -🎀

Wh- "we"? -🔸

Yeah! Harold and the other Mr. Tremaine invited me to come to McDonald's with them! -🎀

What? They took you along? -🔸

Yeah! The other Mr. Tremaine said that he takes his kids on family bonding activities every week. Didn't you know? -🎀

I... I was never informed. He... He never told me they were doing that! -🔸

He didn't? I'm surprised! Ruby was talking so much about how she gets to bond with him! They went to the pool, the park, the aquarium, and how they get to go t

Get out. -🔸

Uh, Mr. Tremaine, this is a publi

I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO FUCKING LISTEN?!

...

...

God... -🔸

[Big Trouble (Benjamin) and Harold Tremaine are no longer available for asks]

[Little Trouble (Luther) is available for asks]