#fc time

It's valentines day and character a has a surprise for Character B. It's a Dangerous monster A thought was cute.

Twilight loves his boyfriend.

Twilight adores his adorable, goofy, chaotic boyfriend.

But sometimes. Sometimes, he really wishes he’d tone down the chaos.

“Wild. What is that.”

“Your Love’s Day present!!” He cheered happily. The ‘present’ startled and Twilight froze, only relaxing when the beast did.

“Wild. That is a bear.”

“Yeah it is!” Twilight pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to fight off the oncoming headache.

“Wild. Bears are not pets. They’re not gifts, either.”

“Ms. Terrorfuzzy isn’t a pet, she’s a friend! Like Wolfie!” Wild grins.

“Unless she turns into a hylian, she can’t stay, and if she can, what are you implying, Cub?” He challenged his boyfriend, raising an eyebrow and resting a hand on his hip.

“…. I mean….” Wild glances at the bear, thankfully bored with its rider, and sniffing the ground, probably looking for food. “…she’d make a great prank on Time?”

Twilight thought about that. He’s absolutely right. Ms. Terrorfuzzy would be an amazing prank to play on Time, or Wars. He grinned at his chaotic love.

Day 4; free day

(Mature, alcohol mention of sex)

They’ve been able to relax a bit for once. They were still in Wild’s Hyrule, they already dealt with an infected Lynel herd with minimal injuries, and they were relaxing in the Lookout Landing underground, enjoying some drinks, except Time, who was having milk for some reason?

Wind was happy to being left alone for his drinking, not even needing to secretly spike his drink with one of his rum flasks, Wars for once not trying to confiscate his booze. He really felt like he needed it.

He caught Twilight and Wild… well, doing something he hoped he’d never see them doing. He kinda suspected something between them, and he’s happy for them, but he really wants to erase the image of them both, probably naked in a pool, swapping sailors' tales, as Tetra would have called it. His granny would call what they were doing making love. Although from context he’s heard, that’s not quite the right term.

Point was, Wind really wanted to forget that he saw that. It’s enough for him to know they’re happy together, but by the gods, spirits, and Din’s tits why did he have to see it?! Alas, the image seems burned into his brain no matter how much of his rum he chugged straight after. He tried.

But… he doesn’t have to be the only one to suffer. Wind grinned at his realization. He looked around, judging the group’s drunkenness. They’d been drinking for a few hours already. A few even looked bored. Perfect.

“Hey guys, why don’t we play a game?” Wind suggested.

“What did you have in mind?” Wars took the bait.

“Never have I ever, you say something, and if anyone has done it, they drink.” Wind explains.

“I thought it was something you haven’t done, specifically?” Legend corrected. Wind shrugged.

“Normally yeah, but I think it’ll be more fun if we can say things we have also done.”

“Also, more drinking.” Time contributed.

“Fair enough, I’m game.” Legend shrugged. The others agreed soon after.

Like my Wars has an entire multi-year history with Mask, going through the war, Mask growing into looking almost identical to Time at the point in the story they meet. So much so Wars has to stop himself from saying something to Time because they look almost the same, but Mask is gone, and this is Time. The two of them started in the same place, but they’ve gone very different paths. Different fates. Different burdens.

Time can still be saved.

And this is probably never going to come up unless Wars takes the plot from me and trauma dumps. Which is quite possible.

Time. He would never shut up about Malon. He is so head over heels that he overshares. The trick is figuring out which parts are lies.