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[shrinkage]

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after chronos

[boilover]

i'm back and chronos is gone

sorry about the workshop.

[shrinkage]

[ bless him but ray doesn't seem to have learned his lesson-- ]

where are you? are you OK?

[boilover]

i'm fine, just looking at your shithole of a workshop

... you realise this could easily still be chronos trying to trap you? stop being so readily available to die.

[Seriously, Ray. Learn. Your. Lesson.]

[shrinkage]

[ oh shit right ]

well, you're not. i can tell. i'm a genius, remember?

[boilover]

Really?

Then why didn't you tell when Chronos messaged you before?

[shrinkage]

i was geniusing other things and that was one thing too many to keep up with?

[boilover]

Bullshit. Luckily I ain't him so you can come and be stupid if you want.

There's a cat here. Why is there a cat here?

[shrinkage]

i know you're not him!!! i checked this time.

sarah adopted it.

[ and that's all that needs to be said about it ever thank you very much ]

[boilover]

How did you check?

You're allergic to cats. I think. I lost track, you're allergic to everything.

[Like bread. Or something like that anyway. What kind of weirdo is allergic to bread?]

[shrinkage]

it's magic tech but it's still tech. i can match the signature to previous messages you've sent me.

[ your favorite weirdo ever that's who. ]

it's fine! i can take medicine for it.

[boilover]

what if chronos is working with an evil ray and they found a way around it to trick you?

still seems like a shit idea but whatever. It usually works for you.

[shrinkage]

you mean my mirror? i know how he works. he wouldn't team up with anyone.

[ unless it guaranteed him another shot at a very particular real. ]

[boilover]

Never say never.

So the workshop is a bomb site. You want a hand sorting it? It's a one time offer.

[It pains him to tidy anything but he does feel a tiny bit bad. Just a tiny bit.]

[shrinkage]

that'd be great, yeah!

but this isn't your fault, you know. you don't owe me anything for what mirrors do.

[boilover]

No. I don't owe you.

I don't owe you and I'm not sorry. Not even a little bit. I didn't do anything wrong.

Now get your ass here, let's clean some of this shit up.

[shrinkage]

i'm coming! i had to stop for java.

wait do you want some coffee? i can go back.

[boilover]

no, i got beer. i'm good.

[shrinkage]

what about cupcakes? darcy made these really good gluten free double chocolate ones this week!

[boilover]

bring the cupcakes then

wait

aren't the gluten free ones gross as hell? get me a normal one.

[shrinkage]

no! they're really good. i think they're better than the normal ones actually. kinda like brownies. you'll like them i promise.

[boilover]

fine, whatever.

just hurry your ass, I'm hungry now.

[shrinkage]

do you like cannoli

[boilover]

i like any food that isn't gluten free vegan bullshit just bring anything that tastes good and get your ass here.

[shrinkage]

[ it's at least 10 minutes before ray finally shows up, bag of baked goods (none of which are actually gluten free) in his good hand. ]

You know I'm not vegan.

[ his face lights the fuck up and he deposits the bag where a nice little table used to be before cruising headlong arms outstretched and ready for a big ol bear hug. it's probably nice to hug people your size, y'know? no bending. no trying to be delicate. just a manhug. a hug for men. a friendly hug of affection and camaraderie.

this is gonna be such a good hug~! ]

[boilover]

[Why? Why does he have to do this?

Every time he gives Ray an inch, he takes a mile and does shit like this. As soon as those arms are out stretched and coming at him, Mick's fists are raising and he takes a massive step back, holding one forward as a threat

He will punch you in the chest if you close that gap.]

Don't you dare hug me! This is not a hugging moment. We don't hug. We're men, you wuss. Touch me and I'll kill you!

[Mick growls. Why is this the price he pays for delicious pastries and being nice to Ray?]