The Collector was defeated. Belos was gone. The Isles were saved.
But where does that leave him then? Where was Hunter supposed to go, now that his friends were all reunited with their families and his former place of living gone?
He felt someone grab and ruffle his hair and when he turned around, his eyes widened when he saw Darius, when Eberwolf hopped into view.
Eberwolf had insisted two weeks later that they keep a photo album. To have pictures so they could look back at all the adventures they've had together.
Hunter’s ear flicked as he paused his sewing, intently listening to make sure the house was as quiet as it should be.
It was extremely late, even by his standards. But tomorrow, or today he guessed, was Father’s Day and he had a gift planned out for Darius! He wanted to show his appreciation, thank the witch somehow for taking him in and caring for him, so he was getting this done.
Even if this is last second. Even if it’s a little dumb.
Oh, you thought I was only celebrating Huntlow Day today? NOPE! Any Sport in the Storm not only gave us Huntlow, but Dadrius too!
I explore Dadrius much more in my writing rather then art, and honsetly their dynamic is so fun to write, it's not even funny. Highly recommend you check out my Timeskip Watching and Dreaming AU on A03 if you're in to both Dadrius and Huntlow. It's a serveal fic arc exploring the months shortly after the collector is defeated, during the earliest parts of the timeskip we never saw, and heavily focuses on Hunter adjusting to his new life in the post-apocalyptic Boiling Isies and new relationships with old friends, new enemies, current friends, and his adoptive father and uncle.
Anyway, didn't mean to plug myself so much like that, but I earnest really love Dadrius so much. It may have no changed my life like Huntlow did, but I've also met awesome people who have shared the love of Dadrius. And I have to thank ASIAS for giving us not only the best ship in the show, but the best found family in the show.