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lcnatics:
luna looked up at him, eyebrows raised. “your dad has a high-class work ethic?” she asked, not believing him in the slightest. “he sends you memes while he’s at work.”
chance made a face at her, though ultimately laughed. “hey, hey. work ethics vary,” he said, crinkling his nose. “mames are a very professional part of the job.”
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dcphnc:
daphne made a face at his assumption, even though it was correct. “got here, like, two weeks ago? i dunno, something like that, i fucking hate it here.” not that the isle was any better, but at least everyone had the same rights there ( read: none at all ).
“you hate it? why do you hate it?” he asked, frowning slightly. “i mean, yeah, it’s a bit messy sometimes, but ...” he gave a small smile. “it gets better after a while, i think. once you adjust to everything, you know?”
lcnatics:
luna laughed, squeezing him gently. “no one does. and i hate homework too, but it has to be done. you need a better work ethic.” yet she was the one holding him captive with cuddles.
chance made a face, laughing softly. “a better work ethic? please. i’ve got the best work ethic around --- i got it from my dad, i’m sure. so, it must be some high-class work ethic.” he joked.
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lcnatics:
satisfied, luna shuffled closer, closing her eyes. “the fox shouldn’t have waited until last minute, then. he should’ve done it when the fox-napper told him to,” she mumbled into his shoulder.
chance laughed, burying his face in her hair and whining a bit. “the fox just hates homework,” he huffed. “and who wants to do homework over the summer? ugh.”
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dcphnc:
even if he didn’t say anything, daphne could tell that the boy was disagreeing with her, and she was about to continue when he changed the subject. “daphne bellwether,” she said in a bored voice.
chance looked up at her last name, though his face didn’t really give anything away. it was just a look, and he offered yet another smile. “it’s nice to meet you, daphne. i i’m assuming you’re new to auradon? or, new-ish, at least?”
lcnatics:
( @chancewilde said ❛❛ this is fox-kidnapping. put the fox back. ❜❜ )
luna whined and pulled chance closer towards her, or at least that was the intention with her tugs. she was tired. all she wanted was cuddles. “but the fox-napper wants snuggles,” she said with a pout.
chance couldn’t help but laugh at how adorable his girlfriend was, and eventually, he gave in. wrapping his arms around her, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “fine, fine --- the fox shall grant the fox-napper snuggles ... you know, even though the fox has summer work to finish.” he made a face.
dcphnc:
daphne just shrugged. “forget it. everyone around me says i’m a perpetual brat, anyway.” she lifted her legs and planted her feet on the table, sliding a bunch of textbooks and assignments off in the process. dirt fell from her shoes. “but hey, consistency.”
chance crinkled his nose, not agreeing with the girl, but not wanting to disagree with her again. “yeah, consistency is key, i guess,” he said, accompanied by a lazy shrug. “uh 000 did i catch your name? i’m chance.”
( @txbydarling​ said: ❛❛ She is a sad smol murder bird and needs to be loved. ❜❜ )
chance gave a dramatic pout. “why is she a murder bird, though? murder isn’t fun.”
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dcphnc:
“that’s debatable,” she scoffed, part of it just to argue. “and there’s no need for that, you don’t know me, bro. i’m a fucking asshole. have you always had a habit of judging people when they’re talking to themselves?”
chance blinked a bit at the girl’s sudden outburst, surprised. “i, uh --- sorry?” he murmured, shrugging slightly. “i didn’t mean to upset you or anything, really ...”
@dcphnc said: “i may be ugly but at least i have an ugly personality too. consistency is key.”
chance frowned slightly, looking up from his phone. “you’re not ugly. what are you talking about? and i doubt your personality is ugly, either,” he said softly, offering a small smile.
lcnatics:
luna had always been the type of person to give her own life away for the sake of someone else’s. she still was, even if she was more careful with it. it was a last resort now, a very slim possibility, but it was still there, and it scared her. as soon as chance said he wasn’t going anywhere, she hiccuped and her tears spilled over. her hands clutched his and she buried her head in his shoulder. “thank you, i-i’m so sorry –” she cut herself off by sniffing. “i don’t want to go anywhere.”
he wrapped his arm around her, opting to let go of her hand in order to hold her closer. he ran his hand through her hair, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “don’t be sorry, it’s not --- you have nothing to be sorry for,” he assured, tone gentle. “i believe that you won’t go anywhere. but let’s not worry about that, okay? you’re fine right now, and that’s what’s important.” he smiled.
lcnatics:
luna just raised her eyebrows at him, as if challenging him to prove her wrong, but it was a short-lived gesture. with nothing to keep herself occupied, she leaned back and looked down at her own hands. she was already regretting saying anything, but he deserved to know. her eyes began to sting as she tried to hold back tears. “i… i don’t know,” she said, her voice hoarse. “if i end up having to consume a bunch of nightmare energy to protect people and i have no way to let it go, i don’t know what’ll happen… hopefully the worst that’ll happen is that i’ll get sick.” she took a deep breath. “i know it’s a lot to handle, so if you don’t want to deal with any of it, just say so and i can leave you alone –”
at her answer to his question, he had to look away from her. he had to look away before he started crying, himself. she didn’t know. he took a deep breath, listening to her speak. he didn’t know what to say. was he supposed to say anything? as soon as she finished speaking, though, he spluttered out a quick, “luna, that is the last thing i want,” he said, finally looking at her. “it’s ... it’s you and me, okay? we’ll work it out. we’ll see it through.” he reached out, placing his hand over hers. “it’s me and you, la luna. i’m not going anywhere, and i’d really like if you didn’t go anywhere, either.”
lcnatics:
“i should stop, your ego doesn’t need a boost.” she made sure to add hearts at the end of her message, right before she signed her name and handed the marker back. “if i couldn’t even remember your name, then we’d have a problem.” she waited for him to speak before continuing, as if it would somehow stall or stop time, so she wouldn’t have to say it out loud. it had been so long since she’d had to. “i… if i absorb too much nightmare energy, i get really sick. and it’s harder for me to sleep. and if i absorb even more than that, i… i could die.”
“pfft. what ego?” he joked, letting out a laugh. he took the maker back once she was finished, setting it on the table beside his bed. “well, yeah, but i’d still forgive you for it.” once she continued to speak, of her powers, of the effects that they had on her, he could only watch her, silent. he didn’t know what to say, especially once she had finished. what was he supposed to say? “you ... you could ...” he began, frowning deeply. he looked away from her, opting to look down at his hands instead. “... but --- but you won’t ... right?”
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lcnatics:
“you’re the cutest one, though,” she said, poking his hand. “ah, of course, how could i ever forget your speciality? what sort of girlfriend am i to forget that?” she laughed briefly, but quickly sobered up when the conversation turned to her powers. “well… nightmare sand is what my father used to create nightmares. like betty’s dream sand, but for nightmares. obviously. i can use it if i want to, i just never want to, but i can absorb it. i can absorb people’s nightmares so it becomes dark energy in my body. which is great, because i can get rid of them that way, but… absorbing too much runs the risk of… complications to my health.”
“oh, stop,” he said, waving his free hand and letting out a small laugh. “still the best one in the world, obviously. i’d forgive you even if you couldn’t remember my name.” he half-joked. as she began to talk of her powers, he turned serious, listening intently to everything she had to say. he nodded when appropriate, just to show that he was listening. when she finished, he remained silent for a moment, letting a heavy silence hang over them. once he finally spoke, it came out as a quiet, “... complications?”
missyhopps:
Melissa’s eyes shifted up to Chance and she managed a weak smile. “Chance.. how are you?” she asked gently. Despite everything she wasn’t mad at him, far from it actually. She had been worried of course and was still visibly shaken by the whole ordeal.Â
chance stepped a bit further into the room, a bit closer to his friend. “i’m ... alright,” he said, a bit hesitantly. “how about you? you doing okay?”
