Friday Night Funkin'

"I'm awful sorry to hear that." Hazarmaveth said, "There's witching in my family, but I don't think any of them have ever removed a curse before. I wish there was something I could do for ya."

He cocked his head slightly, looking down at the end of Tabi's shirt sleeves.

"... Wow. That is SUCH a relief." Tabi grunts, the sarcasm in his voice being quite palpable. "You know, saying things like that only make me worry more, right? Just hope you're not hungry right now..."

“Don’t worry, I believe you ain’t doing anything like that.” Oron confirmed with Tabi, eyes peering to the mirror in order to look at the blue haired young man. “I’ll be heading home with him in the truck, might stop for some Taco Bell or some maccas… you want anything?” Figured he’d open up the offer, the best way to turn rivals into acquaintances was to share a meal together, right?

Oron looked at Tyke with a smile, giving him a thumbs up which indicated that Tabi was willing to listen to his side of the story. “Alright Tabi, I’ll see ya in a few minutes alright?” He hung up the call.

“Tabi wanted me to pass the message that he’s not planning on planting bombs in my place, if that gives you any comfort. His beef isn’t with you.” Oron started to drive towards the nearest maccas.

"... Bic Mac meal sounds nice. A large Sprite for the drink." was all Tabi said. He was... not surprised that Oron's solution to all this was food. He's seen the fucker's eating habits once or twice now, and so he knew that food was this guy's go-to solution to anything. But, he could not fault him for it. So there was a weak chuckle at the end as he gave his own 'See ya' before hanging up.

Meanwhile, back in the truck, Tyke just blinked twice after Oron informed him of what Tabi had said, a little... shocked, but also not surprised at the bluntness of his statement. Tabi had always been blunt like that.

“You seem to forget that I’m from the future, you’re phone’s security ain’t anything compared to the ICE that I had to break.” He just gave a tiny chuckle. “You left it on the kitchen counter and I guessed your passcode. Don’t worry I didn’t go snooping around, just added myself as a contact for emergency purposes.”

To Tyke, it looked like Oron was talking to himself while driving. There was no physical phone in his hand nor could he see what the mechanic was seeing and that was Tabi’s face on the very edge of Oron’s vision. Right now it was simply a static figure since he was just connecting to a regular mobile phone.

"... Oh?" was all he got out before Oron resumed talking. So him and Boyfriend, under the same roof huh? That... was a prospect that he was NOT looking forward to. But, Oron was a man of conviction, and he'd probably do it anyway, regardless of his protesting. And he had to talk with him...? Well, if the blue-haired brat had something to tell him... he didn't have another choice but to listen, did he?"

Annoy them, ask them invasive questions, ask about their rps/ships, send them gifts, whatever you like! 

“Alright good.” Oron grasped the smaller hand with his other and gave it a firm shake. “I’ll give Tabi the heads up when we start making our way to the garage, wouldn’t want to surprise him.” And with that, he lead the other towards his truck. As the two walked, his eyes began to glow blue with a even brighter blue swirling around the irises.

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Hearing about all these people and their backstories, Oron couldn’t help but have a question appear in his mind. Looking down at Tabi, he just let himself blurt out. “So, is being exploited… is that common in your world or is it just people you have met through a mutual understanding of what it’s like?”

There was no offense in his tone, he was genuinely curious. Not that he had any room to judge considering the kind of world that he came from. “I mean, back where I came from, people were being incinerated to fuel a device for the rich…so I ain’t judging or anything at all.”

Hearing more of Oron's history, and where he was from, it actually got him to stare incredulously up at the larger man a bit.

"Burning people for fuel, huh? Sounds like your universe was real desperate." he comments, though he could be wrong for all he knew. He did mention some rich people device, after all. "But, no. I just met a bunch of people who have gone through similar stuff as I." he then looks down at his phone, realizing he had swiped to another picture he had taken. A selfie he had taken of himself, Agoti and Whitty together at a fast food joint.

A clear look of confusion crossed Oron’s face at the explanation of the existence of Agoti. Though he thought about it for a moment. In his own universe, he watched a man burn up and swept up the ashes while his consciousness was transferred into a robot body. Were they drastically different things? Sure, but equally as absurd in comparisons to this universe. If there was one thing he learnt during this whole ordeal is that every universe is different, this one was rather tame compared to his own and Tabi’s was rather wild. That was the most interesting thing to him, learning about the worlds that everyone came from.

“Anything can really exist in your universe huh?” Oron gave a chuckle, putting his big hand on Tabi’s shoulder.

"Oh yeah, knew I had picture of him too! This is 'Whitty', another of my best friends! Him and Agoti get along well, too! His real name's Whitmore, but he prefers Whitty. He's a... uuh... well, he is a bomb-person, that is for certain, but even he's not too sure what he TRULY is. He was made by some weird doomsday cult, I heard..." so this 'Whitty' was essentially a living weapon.

“Again, I think you gotta be the one to tell him that it wasn’t her fault. When we talked, I didn’t really hear to much blame being put on her, just mostly her parents. But if you really feel like you need to explain it to him, I can call him right now if you want.” He folded his arms and gave Tyke a stern nod. “I promise you, I am a neutral party in all of this. All I want is peace in this universe and if that means I gotta play referee between you two then so be it.”

He held out his hand towards Tyke for a shake, a signal that he does have Oron’s word.

“If things turn ugly, I step in. I’m large enough to separate the pair of you if either of you try to fist fight each other and that’s without my mech.” His eyes started to glow a little brighter with a flash of flames coming from his smile.

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“Of course you can crawl outta it, you’re still young… you got time.” There was a reassuring smile from the mechanic as he looked at the phone. He laid eyes on the one that Tabi was talking about, a little surprised by the fact that something like a digital devil could exist in their world. The concept of something like that did terrify him considering just how much his own world relied on the net. 

Then again, if Tabi was saying earlier was true and pretty much anything could exist in their world… maybe it shouldn’t be so surprising. He did choose to stay polite though, these were Tabi’s friends afterall.

"We've been hanging for... what, couple of months now? Coming up on a year I think. And not just him, either! He has a brother called Aldryx, too. He's VERY protective of Agoti. And they both have an adoptive dad, Solazar. He's... very strange. Apparently he comes from a race of sentient star entities... 'Solarisapiens' I think?"

“Sounds like you’re dating a corpo’s daughter.” Oron said outright, folding his arms as he did so. It seems that no matter the universe, all corpos were the same. “I believe your side of the story, corpos have been stealing the work of others for almost a century now in my universe. Music industry especially is almost unapologetic about it. On top of that, she has overbearing parents that needed to step in on their relationship.”

The mechanic put his hand to his chin as if he was thinking about all of this new information. “The problem is, I believe Tabi still thinks that she was the one that planned it all and she was the one that was responsible for causing him to lose his identity and his life. If your words are true and Tabi doesn’t know the whole story, I think he has the right to know.”

Being the group therapist is hard, was he this bad with his original group?

"That's what I'm saying, bro! He thinks it's all GF's blame, too! She just wanted to feel genuine love, and she did! But if she had stuck it out with Tabi, then his career would'a gone down the gutter, and he'd get the boot the instant Daddy and Mommy were done leechin' off of him!" he huffs. "I was tryin' to tell him to stop, but then KAPOW! He blows a whole-ass restaurant up on top of us, and--"

“You will get back from it.” Oron was pretty firm in his response, not even saying it in his comforting tone. He was certain with his statement. “Look, I know this ain’t about me but I gotta tell ya, if I was able to crawl up from rock bottom then anyone can. It’s just a matter of not giving up.” He moved to sit down on the bed next to Tabi, looking down at the younger one.

“When I was in Australia, fightin’ for the military, I discovered that they were goin’ to take my kids away from me. Out of anger, I killed my entire squad even though it wasn’t them that gave the order to begin with. They were just like me, following the word of those who were above us in the chain of command. But I didn’t stop there, my rage led to me blowing up my base with Ironclad… Many died that day.”

"So many needless dying... because we got angry, huh?" he asks in a semi joking tone, chuckling sadly. "Well... blyat, if that isn't a pit to crawl out of. But... if you did it, Oron. So can I." he'd give him a nod, before the focus went back to the phone, and Tabi was already opening up the camera app to access his gallery, and the first of them to pop up was a picture of him and another... sort-of similar aged... young man?