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Bill came up behind Arthur and rested his head onnhis shoulder, eyes flickering along the length of the mer's body. A pretty penny indeed. It would be a shame to watch it go, but if they could catch one, who's to say they couldn't catch another.

"Thank the gods it's alive," he grinned, "And that we grabbed it unscathed. I still wanna see those pretty pretty teeth. I bet they're sharp."

What luck they had, fortune was clearly on their side. Bill couldn't help but start to get a little greedy, " How easy would it be to train a lure and to get another you reckon?"

Bill peered into the darkness of the cabin, what little light illuminated the blue water of their makeshift tank and the glittering scales within. Letting out a low whistle, he turned his head to the side and grinned.

"Cap'n, I think someone is alert."

❥ The mermaid's head throbbed as he slowly began to come to, a little wince escaping him. He held his head as he tried to recall what had happened. He remembered heading to the surface, wanting to watch humans... and then he was hit by something, and he couldn't remember anything else. Lucifer was definitely gonna kill him.

The sound of a muffled voice drew his attention, and he slowly blinked his eyes opened, only to realize that not only was in a small tank.... but he was trapped in what he assumed was a human ship.

💋Arthur was plotting their next moves, looking over a map. A mermaid... This was a huge find. There had always been rumors of them among pirates, but to not only find but also capture one?? Oh, they would be even more famous. He looked up as he heard his first mate, a smirk crossing his lips.

The blonde then stood, grabbing his jacket and slipping it back on before he headed to the room where their makeshift tank sank. There in the water was their pretty mermaid, awake, and looking around alarmed now. "What a pretty thing you are~" He purred, lighting a candle to illuminate the cabin. He then looked to Bill.

"I'm sure we could get a pretty penny for this catch~"

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No, officially I'm not a fed. I'm a researcher. I just want to know if you've seen her around lately.

"Hey! You're lucky day! Don't like those guys either! You braniacs gotta a real good way when it comes to over thinkin! Come to think of it, I don't know if she'd like you either. She was never one for bein dissected, ya dig?"

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Look, are you gonna cooperate or are we gonna have to find this lady ourselves? All we want to know is where.

"And I asked a question. I don't cooperate with the Feds, especially not when it comes to people I know."

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You there, triangle man. Be a good citizen and help us find a wanted fugitive, will you? Alien type by the name of Dania Artisan. Know her?

"...."

"What are ya Grey Face? A cop?"

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Bill's eyes widened alongside his grin. Making Asmodeus forget his routine? Now that would ve an experience.

"Do you think he'd be mad at us for making him skip it?" he asked, "Or would he find it in his pretty heart to forgive us for loving on him so hard?"

"Arthur, what would you say if we, I don't know, surprised Asmo for a change?"

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💋Arthur looked to Bill, a wicked smirk crossing his lips. "Go on."

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"I suppose, even if Enoch can get a little," he made a motion with his hand, "He likes you, and he did marry us. So he can't hate me that much."

The teasing lilt to his voice was back, even if it was a bit stiff. It had been a while since he'd seen Enoch, since before Wirt left. Which had been... how long? He couldn't remember honestly.

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."

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Summer wasn't Bill's favorite time of year per say, it didn't spark the same joyful memories in him that it did everyone else. In fact, he actually felt weaker, than during the rest of the year. Not that he would tell anyone that to begin with, but it still.... concerned him.

He shot Wirt a rather skeptical look. He was never sure how the creatures felt about him, especially since on initial meeting he had been fixated on their bones and teeth. But he shrugged and continued on, "If you say so Garden Gnome."

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."

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Bill got up from where he was laying on Arthur's stomach and turned to face the incubus. "He's just, such a service bottom. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but what if all of the focus was on our Princess for a moment. Do you think he'd be able to handle it?" Bill smirked in a way that matched Arthur, "Or do you think he'd forget his own name?"

"Arthur, what would you say if we, I don't know, surprised Asmo for a change?"

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💋Arthur looked to Bill, a wicked smirk crossing his lips. "Go on."

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Bill was, a bit tense to say the least. It had been a while since he'd interacted with anyone. He had spent most of his time lingering around the cabin in one way or another, never wanting to venture too far, just in case Wirt came back.

That wasn't something he watned to miss.

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."

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When he broke the kiss this time, he pressed their foreheads together and purred. He didn't have the energy to joke about how Wirt didn't seem to mind his saliva too much now. He just wanted to be with him, to spend time with him, to have his focus and attention.

"Come upstairs? Now?"

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."

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Bill didn't say a word. He hated the feeling swirling in his chest. He didn't like feeling it, but now he could distract himself. So instead he leaned in to kiss Wirt again, fingers toying with the ends of their hair. Dinner was long forgotten to him as he shifted his position, so he could kiss Wirt better. It was the only thing that mattered to him right now. Nothing else really did.

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."

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"I know."

He hesitated, "Do you think there will ever be a day when you won't have to?"

It was hard spending time in the house alone. Sometimes he felt trapped all over again. At least with Wirt around, it was comfortable, it made the little cabin feel less like another cage, and with his magic still limited, his options for what to do with himself were limited.

He was clingy and sometimes a bit possessive, but a part of him felt like he had every right to be.

After all, without Wirt, he had nothing.

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."

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It was Bill's turn to go dark, glancing downwards for a moment, and leaned in. "Here."

That was all he said before closing the gap between them for a kiss. He held it, cherished it, let it linger before he pulled back once again, but not too far.

"I missed you, you know."

Wirt starts setting the table, eager to have Bill over. It'd be a long time since they'd seen each other and he was anxious to make a good impression after all this time.

"Oh, I hope this goes well," he worries to himself as he sets the food out. Hopefully, all went well...

Arms slipped around Wirt's shoulders, keeping himself behind him. "You certainly disappeared for a while," if Bill weren't behind him, he wouldn't be able to hide the pout on his lips, and that was rather unrefined of him. Bill never did well on his own, he got bored. Who was supposed to pay attention to him? Who was supposed to praise him and give him attention and positive reinforcement?

He pressed his cheek closer to Wirt's skin and let out a disgruntled little noise before looking down at the table. He softened a bit as his eyes settled on the table, "But I see you're, working on... a little apology... offering... so-"

He squeezed a little bit, leaning into his husband, "I missed you, you know."