#;silver

Made new hair for Silver [and a beard!]. They're separate uploads for now if I ever wanna go back to his OG cut

sorry i haven't done one in a hot minute. my mk hyperfix kind of faded BUT i fell into doctor who brainrot instead. so. :3

COMIN ATCHA

“You’re being ridiculous.”

“Me?! You’re the one being ridic--you know what, I don’t think I can even talk to you right now.”

“Alright then, off you go.” Danny made a shooing motion for her to leave the kitchen. It was all the more comical when one realized he was still wearing his floral oven mitts. “Get out of my kitchen and take that nonsense with you.”

“This nonsense, old-timer, is exactly what’s going to prove my point.” Molly grabbed up the stack of books and shook the pile at him before practically tossing them down onto the table again. It was clear from the loud snap they made against the wood that she was heated, and while that wasn’t exactly unusual, seeing Danny with a mirrored expression was. Danny McKie didn’t get angry.

So when he continued raise his voice with Molly, it was likely to stir a few of the inn’s occupants.

“You are not proving anything with that speculation!” Danny began to remove his mitts and gestured wildly with them. “You can no more trust a book from before the 80′s than you can have it for dinner.”

“I know you did not just say that to me--”

“What is happening in here?” Silver, like many of the other occupants, had been summoned from his room to investigate the heated exchange, rare as it was. He held his hands up, as though to immediately deflect any harm come his way from poking his nose in. “Come now, you two are better than this. What is all this yelling?”

Interrupted in the midst of their battle, Molly and her uncle all but glowered at one another...and simultaneously kicked pebbles in sheepishness.

“We got carried away.” Danny finally replied, removing the apron from his waist and setting it on the counter beside the mitts.

“Yes, one knows.” Silver replied, glancing between them. “Might we know why?”

Again, the relatives glanced at one another. “...we were talking about Indiana Jones versus Lara Croft--I’m still right, by the way--and then somehow ended up on the topic of spacemen versus cavemen.” Molly explained, shoving her hands into her pockets. “You know, like...who would win in a fight.”

Silver blinked, uncertain how to process the absurdity of it all. “Spacemen versus Cavemen.” He repeated, glancing to Danny before returning his attention to Molly. “This is really what you two were so passionate about.”

“Yeah.” Said the McKies in unison.

Absurd wasn’t enough for the situation, Silver decided, considering leaving them to it and leaving the inn altogether for the evening. Instead, he sighed heavily, shoving curls from his face.