#why not both?! Rust and Gerald! :D

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Demon check-up day part 4||

Hi everyone, Peahen mom here with another drabble to the Demon check-up mini series. This is part 4. If you wish to read the following chapters, they are below this:

~~Chapters~~

Part one

Part two

Part three

((Your reading part four right now))

||Drabble Summary||

The fractions were now on the run from the healers of the teams even if some of their members got caught. Now, they were in a game of hide and seek in hopes of avoiding being caught and found by even the younger members. Will they win? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~This is half funny/scary type of drabble

~crying/freaking out is present in drabble

~scared demons are present in this with a crazy happy doctor

~quick death and revival will happen during this drabble

((Guests in this drabble))

Yuuka Nakano, Ashley Butterfly, Rex oxford mills, Willow, and Jinx along with their fractions belong to me.

Van ink, Kali, Joshua, Fin, Ethan, Guam along with their fractions are in this. They belong to @demon-blood-youths

((Just a heads up: Grammar is not good and their will be heavy mistakes but this was written for fun so please enjoy. ))

~~~Meanwhile~~~

"Esa traidora … ¡Lo mataré por esto!" Maggie was shaking rocking back and forth from what happened but her eyes were showing tears from being in fear. T-bone was worried to gently rub her back and holding her. He was scared too but he was helping her trying to calm down.

"T..trust me, you got through it but it's going to haunt you for life." Rust said but Maggie looks to him.

"....You know? I see why you guys were scared and speaking of the chainsaw...I'm gonna kill him.." she said looking down. "I'm going to fucking murder Navarro for ditching me AGAIN!" she said.

"Easy Maggie. I can't believe he did that but....it's going to be okay." he said but he was hoping to calm her down while Maggie lets out a sigh. "Besides, after this we can get some ice cream to help calm our nerves...if you wish." T-bone said but Maggie blinks to look at him then down.

".....Yeah, Ice cream sounds nice." she said before the three heard the door open to see some familiar shouting. They saw Fin and Guam's fractions being caught in cases as Gerald was carrying Fin's cage and Ping setting down Guam's cage.

That's when Akiko was smiling. "Thanks you two!" she smiled as the young ones nods. They goes to find the others. Akiko goes to the cage but smiled seeing Fin tense seeing her. "Well well well....seems you guys are finally here. So, who wanna goes first?" she giggled but Fin tries to stay strong even if he's freaked out.

"Y..Your crazy! My boys are fine! Right guys!?.....Guys?" he looks to see his boys whining in a corner like scared puppies that made Fin sweatdrop.

".....I don't think this is going to end well....-_-" Ahmed said with his eyes closed before the two see the cage open but Akiko smiled happily grabbing the two. "Alright, you both go first!"

"HUH!? OH HELL NO! NO NO NOOOOOOOOO!!' Fin shouted being dragged with Ahmed following or was dragged in. The boys were brought in next before the door closes and locks. Guam was scared before he heard the familiar buzzing.

"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!! THEY WERE SERIOUS!?" Fin said.

"WHAT THE HELL!?" Ahmed said to see that.

"As many don't say..just relax! THIS WON'T HURT!" she laughed before the two shout along with their boys with Guam now pale with his fraction.

"Uhhh Guam? Are we going to die?" Tan asked scared.

".....I don't know..but I'm too scared to ask." Guam said hearing Fin screaming for help.

~~~~Somewhere in the cafeteria~~~~

""D..do you think we got away?" Ashley asked tired seeing everyone afraid but they were fine. They got away from Taz and her Kinfolk but they didn't know how long they would be safe.

"I think were fine...but again, why are you ditching everyone Navarro?!" Yuu asked but he looks to her to wince.

"OH give me a break! I don't want to but again, I'll owe them back! i swear!" he said holding his hands up but the remaining fractions was Kali's, Ashley's, Yuuka's, Ink's, Rex's, Joshua's, Jinx's, Willow's, and Ethan's.

"So where do we go now?" Joshua said but he sees everyone thinking.

"Lets just keep moving. We can't stay in one place. Who knows who is after us.." Rex said so the fractions did that. They move from the cafeteria to another area of the hospital. They keep a eye out but hopes to find a way out before getting to another room. They go in seeing nothing else here but medical notes and a desk. They keep moving on but as they did, they heard a familiar humming while looking around.

"Shit, someone is coming this way. We gotta hide!" Echo said but everyone looks behind seeing someone was coming down this way to quickly run but goes to hide somewhere.

Down the hall was Ophelia while she had Swan, Jeremy, and Hex with her.

"I don't think their down here. Do you think they got away in another way?" Jeremy asked while seeing a water snake around his shoulders.

"Hmmmm, that could be possible but I figure they were here.." Ophelia said rubbing her chin but she looks to Hex. "Do you have a scanner with you?" she asked.

"I have one.."he said now starting to scan the area with everyone hiding somewhere in the large room. They made sure not to make a sound or noise while looking scared. Ophelia was walking down the hallway of this area but she was looking around.

"Ohhh my dear friends. Come out, come out where ever you are. I won't hurt you. Dr. Akiko just wishes to help you.." she calls out while walking with the other healers. The other fractions were silent but they heard the footsteps going while the runaways kept hiding. Ophelia kept walking but she looks ahead as they move onto the next area to see some poking their heads up.

"Y..You think their gone?" Melinda said.

"I think so. Lets keep going.." Hiroshi said as the fractions were getting ready to move when Joshua was helping Ashley to her feet. So they would leave. As they take a step....

Something wraps around Ashley's waist to make her yelp. "H..Huh!?"

The others turn to look seeing blue strings that was from Hex's orb! Did he leave it behind to find anything!?

"NO! Ashley!" Joshua said reaching to try pulling her down as Hiroshi struggling as he was pulled up.

"G..guys! Guys help! I don't wanna get cut up by the sc..scary doctor! H..Help!" She cries but Rex goes to help his sister but he along with his team got caught.

"Damn it!"

"REX!" Kali screams but that's when they heard a shout.

"OPHELIA! I FOUND EM!" Hex said but he and them were running back.

"Let us go!" Rex said but he saw Summer, Winter, Fall, and spring get taken and tied up while Rex got pulled.

"NOOOO!! Damn it!" Kali said but her fraction was trying to pull her back before Navarro was getting everyone out. "IT'S TOO LATE! WE GOTTA GO!"

"OH HELL NO! I'M NOT LEAVING REX BEHIND!"

"AND I'M NOT LEAVING ASHLEY!" Joshua said still trying to pull Ashley down but she was wincing while seeing she was holding onto his hands till he felt her slip out of his hands being pulled up screaming.

"ASHLEY!!!!"

"COME ON JOSHUA WE GOTTA GO! NOW!" Navarro said as everyone runs but he and Kali were picked up to run off.

"NAVARRO YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! DON'T YOU LEAVE US HERE!" Rex said.

"COME BACK!! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE US HER..HERE!" Ashley cries but the two siblings saw they were gone. In a moment, Ophelia, Hex, swan, and Jermey shows up. The blue wisp strings got pulled down showing the Shallow butterflies members Ashley and Hiroshi caught. Along with Rex and his Season demon warriors.

"Good work. We got a few more. That means your ready for your check ups." Opheila smiled but Ashley was scared not wanting the check up by Akiko. "Jeremy?" she sees him snap his fingers to have two large water snakes pick up both fractions and gets taken away.

[demon-blood-youths]

"ah! um, excuse me? do you know where I can find any sandwhich shops around here?" leo approaches the first friendly person he could find, his cellphone dumbly hanging loose at his side in his sweaty palm. zapp had texted him the name of this place, but the teen had already been running around for over an hour to find the stupid place & lunch time was almost over. zapp definitely wasn't getting any food, for all leo knew, the cafe didn't even exist. man, he was starving. (to rust or gerald)

“Sandwich shops?” Gerald blinked his green eyes at the short young man. “I know where the pies are but I think I know!” He smiled before turning to a blond teen, “Uhhh...Rust! Do you know any sandwich shops around here? This mister needs help!” Gerald points to Leonardo. 

“Sandwich shops?” Rust looks over Leonardo with a curious look. “I don’t know but I do know some good delis that make good sandwiches! It’s not far from here! Want us to take ya there?” Sometimes...sandwich shops and delis are interchanged and it can be confusing, “If anythin, they’re the same thing. Is there a specific deli ya wanna find?” @animatedatrophy

[shinobicyrus]

Hungry Like the Wulf

@logicalghost requested that their Christmas Truce gift be “Some content of Wulf and Danni together being pals.”Friend, you came to the right place. 

Dani spots the ghost-cops first, over a dozen of them flying in formation, armored in riot gear and faces hidden behind visors like the ghosts of police brutalities past. She steers clear, backing into some midnight shadows against a brick wall, but it’s not necessary. They’re completed focused on something else; calling out to each other, harassing and circling and firing beams from their nightsticks at something she can’t see. 

This all seems very familiar, somehow. 

Whatever, ecto-memory déjà vu is something Dani is used to at this point. She pulls out her phone from her pants - because jumpsuits don’t have pockets and Danny is stupid - to check the time. Sees not only is it late, but she has four unread messages from her clone-bro and six more from Jazz. Probably wondering where she is. 

Duh, making great decisions, obviously. 

Turning invisible and trailing them cautiously, Dani catches up to them near the warehouse district, because everything great at one in the morning always happens near a bunch of old warehouses. She hears the tail end of a scuffle as she approaches one building painted with tagger handles and ghost graffiti and peeks her head through the wall. 

There are definitely less riot-cop ghosts in here than she had spotted in the air- the smears of lightly glowing ectoplasm splattered on the floor and walls are pretty strong evidence what probably happened to them. 

Even with only half of them left, it’s still enough to dogpile on the single hulking shape on the floor. The dusty concrete floor is scratched with huge gouges and the thing is all muscles and fur, snarling and struggling to shake off the Ghost-Zone Five-O while they affix glowing, high-tech looking manacles to its wrists.  

It snaps out with a wolf-like muzzle full of sharp teeth, growling obscenities in an eerily familiar language that flips a switch in the back of Danielle’s head. Her lips move without her thinking.

“...Wulf?”

No one else in the warehouse seems to hear her, but the pointed ears of the werewolf-looking ghost (Wulf, why does she know his name is Wulf?) twitch before the ghost-cops shove his face into the ground. 

One ghost is semi-standing a few feet away overseeing the spectacle, shirtless except for the long, douchey red cape. He’s got an eyepatch and an even douchier goatee. There’s some kind of blaster belted on his hip, but he’s still just standing there watching the other ghosts do all the work, holding up a fist-sized cube that has a warbling, glowing aura coming off of it. 

“Walker’s gonna be glad to hear that this little toy ended up doing the job,” Eyepatch tosses it up and down lazily,, savoring the whole situation. “This new mayor’s got a lot more goin’ for him that the last duly-elected meatsuit.” 

“Mi eskapis iam antaŭe,” Wulf snarls into the ground. One of the cops prods the sparking end of its baton into his neck and he flitches. “Mi...mi povas fari ĝin denove.”

“Not this time, mutt,” Eyepatch gives the cube another toss. “So long as we’ve got this, you can’t use those claws of yours to cut through the fabric between dimensions and...and...”

About this time he notices that the cube never came down. 

“See, I thought this looked like one of dad’s evil doohickeys! Nice to see he’s making friends with someone besides his cat.”

Eyepatch whips around to find Dani floating visibly overhead, turning over the cube and studying at it closely. 

(Yep, definitely looks like a box-thingie. Hmm, yes, fascinating)

Eyepatch wastes a few seconds staring at Dani, then back at his empty hand still hanging expectantly open. “Wha- who- where did you- give that back!”

“But I’m looking at it.” She keeps fiddling with it like it’s a stubborn Rubik’s cube. “Is this twisty bit here important? This seems important.” 

“I don’t know where the black hells you came from,” Eyepatch raises a two-pronged blaster that charges up with a high-pitched whine. “But you have three seconds to turn over Walker’s property before I-”

Dani licks the cube.

It tastes like metal, ozone, and that buzzy weird taste she’s come to associate with ectoplasm. Like someone put formaldehyde and grave dirt in a blender with old lime jello. Blegh.

The arm holding up the blaster wavers, then lowers as the ghost gapes at her. “Did you- did you just-”

“I licked it it’s mine now,” Dani tells him. “Sorry, I don’t make the rules.”

“That’s NOT a ru-” He grinds his teeth. With a snap of his fingers, the entire posse of ghost-cops rush off of fully chained-up Wulf and flank Eyepatch in a loose cordon. Shields up and batons all pointed at Dani like a firing squad. “I don’t know who you think you are, interfering wi-”

“Dani Phantom.”

“-official poli- wait what?”

“Dani Phantom,” she repeats. “You asked who I am. That’s me.”

“You’re not Danny Phantom.”

“Uh, yeah I am. Look!” She points at the symbol on her hoodie. “See! I have the ‘D’! And I am clearly talking about the logo, not my chest, for the record.” 

“You’re not Danny Phantom! We’ve all met Danny Phantom and he’s a-”

“Oh yeah, he’s like my...cousin? Twin brother? We’re related, but it’s like, really complicated.”

A few of the cop-ghosts lift up their helmet visors and exchange puzzled looks. 

“You’re both named Danny Phantom?” One of them speaks up.

Eypatch spins around to face him, furious. “Shut up, Gerald!”

Dani says to Gerland, “Yeah, but I’m Dani with an ‘i’.” 

“That must get really confusing,” the same ghost-cop nods sympathetically. 

“Thank you, yeah it really is! Everyone else is like, ‘oh we can just call you ‘elle’ and yeah Danny had the name first but I still don’t see why I have to change my-”

Eyepatch lifts up his blast and fires, making the upper body of the ghost-cop that spoke up disappear in a rush of ruby energy. What’s left of his lower half loses all consistently and melts into a puddle on the floor. 

“Fraternizing with lawbreakers is. Against. The. RULES!” Eyepatch roars at the puddle. The other cops float back a few nervous feet. 

Dani’s gasps. “Gerald, no! He was like, my best friend and everything! What the hell, dude?”

“Now imagine what I’m going to do to you, you little punk.” He levels the blaster up at her again. “If you don’t that box over right the fu-”

“Kay.” Dani tosses the cube at him. He actually drops his gun, fumbling with both hands before he finally gets a solid enough hold on it.

“Uh...right. That’s...good.” He looks down at the cube at his hands as if he can’t quite believe that it’s actually there. “Well...don’t think this means we’re going to be lenient on you, especially since you just gave up your only bargaining chip! Heh.”

He chuckles with a grin of crooked teeth and nasty promises. The rest of his crew join in, if a bit more nervously. 

Dani flaps her hand. “Meh, it’s okay, I didn’t really need it anyway. I just needed to district you for a bit while the other-me got Wulf outta those chains.”

Eyepatch and the ghost-cops stop laughing.

“....come again.”

“Saluton.” 

Warily, they all turn in unison and see Wulf, free and towering over them, teeth bared. Peeking over his shoulder is another Danielle, who waves at them. 

Wulf growls out in stilted English: “Run.”

The ghost-cops all scatter in different directions, leaving Eyepatch rooted to the spot, still holding the cube. 

Ever-so slowly, Eyepatch lifts up the cube up to Wulf, who plucks it delicately out of his hand with two claws and crushes it in his massive paw. 

“I think I’ll just...uh....” Eyepatch cocks his thumb over his shoulder. “I think I’ll just go...now...?”

Wulf’s grimace turns into a grin. “Lasu min helpi vin.”

With one paw, he grabs Eyepatch by the throat and lifts him clear off the ground. The other paw reaches out and slashes at the empty air next to them. 

It reminds Dani of a green screen, like he’d ripped away a piece of the fake background and revealed another world beneath it. Through the jagged hole Dani can see the writhing black expanse of the Ghost Zone, but no place she’s ever seen before. Skeletal trees of jagged crystal fractals, pits of crackling ectoplasmic fire, and somewhere- echoing distantly but still incredibly loud- a hungry roar shakes the rusted guts of the warehouse all the way down to Dani’s ribcage. 

“Waitwaitwaitwheredoesthatportallead-AGGHHH!”

Wulf throws him through. The air snags and the hole seal itself up with a little pop of air, cutting off Eyepatch’s scream instantly. 

“THAT WAS FOR GERALD!” both Danis roar simultaneously.

The warehouse is suddenly very quiet. Wulf’s heavy panting echoes very loudly on hollow concrete. His hoodie is filthy and torn in places and his hackles are raised. 

“Hey man, you okay?” Dani asks. 

“Yeah, you were kind of in a bad way,” her duplicate adds. 

Wulf steadies his breathing. “Mi estas...mi estos bone.”

“Really?” Dani says skeptically. “’Cause you do not look okay.”

He stands up a little straighter, ears perking with interest. “Vi...komprenas min?”

The duplicate Dani (Dupli? Dupli-Dani? Yeah! Dupli-Dani) shrugs. “I mean...more or less? We know a couple of languages including Spanish or Portuguese.” 

“So we can get the gist of it,” Dani finishes. 

Seeing Wulf’s head dart confused between two different Danis, she floats up to her duplicate and holds out a fist. “Nice work on the chains, Dani.”

“Thanks, Dani!” Dupli-Dani returns the fist bump. “You weren’t so bad of a distraction.”

“Aw, shucks, now you’re making us blush.”

“You know we can’t resist making cute girls blush,” Dupli-Dani winks. 

“Mi tre konfuzas nun,” Wulf confesses. 

“Sorry,” they say in unison. Both Danis glow, and then Dupli-Dani’s form wavers like a reflection on water and shifts back into Danielle’s body. “Sorry about that, just unlocked that little trick last week and it takes some getting used to. Is it weird that I always end up hitting on myself when I do that? No reason, asking for a friend.”

Wulf is suddenly in her face- she’s floating only a few feet off the ground, and she almost recoils at such something so huge and toothy in her personal space, but starts giggling when his noises starts sniffling all over her. 

“Ahhh! Hahahaha, quit it!” She giggles and squirms when his cold wet nose snuffles over her bare midriff. 

“Oh! So-ry,” He rears back, brow scrunching adorably up in confusion. “Amiko Danny?”

“Uh...sorta?”

“Vi odoras kiel li, sed vi estas...malsama.”

“It’s a long story, but...you can call me Danielle, if it helps?” 

He thinks about it for a few moments, then shakes his big, furry head. “Ne, vi estas Amiko Dani.”

“Aw, I heard the ‘i’ in there. Thanks big guy.” She rubs the back of her head and looks helplessly around the warehouse. “So uh...were you like...doing anything tonight before the Green Meanies tried to throw you in the slammer?”

“Ne vere,” He shrugs. “Eble vi povas diri al mi vian tre longan rakonto?”

“I’d...I’d like that? Yeah! You hungry?”

Even someone without any understanding of Esperanto couldn’t misinterpret the sudden lolling tongue. “Ĉiam.“

Wulf glances nervously up and down the street. This late there aren’t even buses or a stray car going down the road. Nothing but the traditional creatures of the night: ghostwolves, half-ghosts, goths, and service industry workers on the skeleton shift. 

The shop window next to them was dark. Wulf adjusts his baseball cap in the reflection of the glass. “Ĉi tio estas stulta.” 

“Is not.” Thinking it would be unfair that he’d be the only visible ghost in the place, Dani stayed in her ghost form as well. When she stood next to him, she could see both of their eyes glowing back at them in the window. 

“Ĝi ne funkcios.”

“It’ll totally work, trust me.”

“Bone. Sed estos via kulpo, se ili panikos.”

“Midnight breakfast or a coffee shop full of panicking goths. I’m fine with either one.”

She walks across the street towards the diner, completely undisguised save the her spare hoodie covering her noticeable costume. 

Perfect. No one will suspect at thing. 

Wulf sighs loudly before following her. 

They elected to take the long route there, Dani flying along Wulf while he loped on all fours across rooftops. She doesn’t think he can actually fly, which is weird because the only other ghost she’s met that doesn’t is Sidney, and he claims it’s because he gets vertigo when he floats.

Still, at least Wulf has the claw-portal thing. That’s pretty cool. 

At the door, Wulf hunches low, ears flat against his head while he wrings his giant paw-hands nervously. 

“Relax, Duran-Druan,” Dani reaches up and pats his arm. “I have it on good authority that freaking out over a ghost is an instant loss in goth-cred. It’ll be fine.”

He only nods quietly and hunches lower, trying to appear as small as possible. 

The diner is exactly like she remembers: skulls everywhere, memorabilia of vintage movie monsters, some occult imagery that would make Sam’s mom faint, a wall turned into a crowded collage of dozens of punk-rockers from unknown local bands to Violent Pacifist and Dumpty Humpty.

“Hi there!” Dani walks up to a bored looking waitress whose dark mascara is hiding the tired bags under her eyes pretty well. She’s cute, all piercings, short pink hair, and a skirt that is mostly impractical buckles. 

“Hey,” she returns, bored and sleep deprived. 

“Can we get a table for three, please?”

“Three? But there’s only tw-” she freezes, finally noticing the seven foot tall shaggy wolfman ghost behind what she’d probably originally assumed to be a white-haired goth girl.

Dani smiles pleasantly at her, fully aware that her eyes are glowy ghostly bright. “I think he counts as two on his own, yanno?”

Wulf waves at her shyly. 

“Uh. Right. Yeah. Sure.” She actually recovers admirably, blinking a few extra times at Wulf like she’s trying to reset her eyes before gathering up two menus. “This way, please.”

She leads them through the diner, past couples, trios, and small booths of various goths, punks, the occasional emo, and a few ghost-groupies in Ember merchandise. 

Most look at Wulf for no more than few seconds before returning to their black coffees, phones, and conversations. 

Dani elbows Wulf and stage-whispers. “Told ya.”

The waitress sits them down at a corner table next to a rainbow flag that’s decorated with spooky bats. It’s a bit of work with the tail, but Wulf manages to situate himself on the study metal chair without any problems. 

“Can I uh...start you off with anything?” She asks. 

“Kafo, bonvolu.” 

“Two coffees, please,” Dani translates.

“Got it,” her black sneakers make next to no sound as she goes to fetch the pot.

“Bone, vi estis korekta,” Wulf admits. He looks around all the diner, tail thumping against the legs of his chair as he takes in the atmosphere. ”Ĉu vi multe venas ĉi tien?”

“Yep, come here all the time after patrol. It used to be just goths but after a while it kinda became this...safe-spot for anyone that was out late at night that needed someplace safe. Plus, the coffee’s not bad.”

As if to prove her point, the waitress returns with a fresh pot and fills their cups to the brim. 

“Dankon, sinjorino.” Wulf says, still reading the menu. The menu looks cartoonishly small in his paws.

“No prob. You two want anything to eat?” 

Dani looks up from her menu. “Oven still on?” 

“‘course.”

“I’ll have the Black Dahlia.”

“Tri...’March of Pigs,’” Wulf manages.

“You want three whole-” She looks at him again. “Uh, sure yeah, okay. Take about half an hour.”

“That works,” Danny hands back her menu. Wulf carefully does the same.

The waitress (the name tag on her chest says Abigail, Danielle finally notices) hesitates a moment at the sight of Wulf’s claws, but just as carefully takes the menu and says, “Just holler if you need anything,” before she leaves again.

Neither Dani or Wulf say anything. Somewhere, old speakers static out deceptively cheery Voltaire songs to serenade the witching-hour crowd with.

“Do..” Wulf starts awkwardly. “Vi diris ke vi havas longan rakonto-”

“I’m a clone.”

Wulf’s mouth snaps shut.

Dani noisily sips her coffee. 

Thing is, Danny, Sam, and Tuck already knew. Danny had told Jazz, Valerie had found out in the worse way possible, and when the time came to finally out himself - and her- to Maddie and Jack, he’d done most of the talking while she sat next to him on the couch, squeezing Jazz’s hand hard.

She’s never actually said it. Especially not the ‘C’ word. 

“I mean, I know I said it was a long story and it definitely is but when you boil it down that’s sort of the major part. We call each other ‘cousins’ to make it less weird but technically Danny’s more like my twin brother and the guy who made me was evil and couldn’t decide whether to throw me away or dissect me for evil science and it’s not like I can like, go to a therapist or a non-Jazz professional about this 'cause I think being the unwanted byproduct of an evil plot to replace a deranged billionaire’s teenaged archnemesis because I was a girl and had health problems from botched cloning techniques might have given me a few...issues.”

Wulf never once takes his eyes off of her. He blinks at her slow, gaze steady and pupil-less, but strangely not at all unnerving. His big wolf ears are perked and attentive. 

“Also I can’t be 100% sure but I think I’m gay.”

Holding up the coffee cup with precise, dainty care in his claw, Wulf took a polite sip with a big, slooping green tongue, then set it down with a clink. 

Finally, clearing his throat, Wulf says, slow and heavily accented: “That iz ruff, buddy.” 

Dani stares at him. 

He nods at her sagely, a giant, furry philosopher wearing a filthy hoodie and a stolen ‘Axion Labs’ baseball cap. Then, with a twinkle in his eyes, he grins at her. 

Dani can’t hold it in anymore and bursts out laughing, keeling over and slapping the table as her sides start to ache. 

When Abigail comes back to their table with two trays loaded with food, she’s even more confused than she had been before.