anyways, fool when i get you
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anyways, fool when i get you

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"Fool, I need your help with fanfic." Avid landed in front of Fool with a normal sentence. He blinked, still holding Milkman's arm. His birch started sputtering, still flustered at the existence of the short story. Fool merely nodded at the monkey, waiting for him to speak.
"Is it different kissing someone with a mustache? Viking and Marm don't have one and I don't know what it feels like" Fool hummed, before grinning mischievously.
"Why don't you kiss Milkman and find out for yourself?" Milkman tensed while Fool clung to him, but he kept talking. "I mean, it's easier to just feel for yourself, isn't it?"
Avid blushed underneath his fur, and while it was hard to spot, Milkman was doing the same underneath the mustache. Avid's tail wagged as he made eye contact with Milkman, silently asking permission. Fool let go of Milkman and pushed him into Avid, making both of them yelp.
The two stuttered, before Avid gave up and asked. Milkman flushed red for a moment longer before nodding, and Fool watched both of them share a tender kiss. Avid smiled, kissing a second time, before looking up at Fool and puckering his lips. Well alright then.
Milkman had spent months writing on his wrists, with no response. After Halloween, Fool stopped answering with matching ink, but still spoke to him about what was written. When Milkman arrived on pale oak, even that disappeared. It didn't matter, he mostly used it for notes nowadays. Even still, he still avoided the spots Fool never could see, aligned with the formerly shining gold skin Fool had. He missed the color gold.
One day, while Milkman was writing coordinates on his arm, something soul breaking happened. Four words on his arm, in fools missing chicken scratch. "Milkman, is that you."
Fool couldn't breathe. Everything hurt. What was happening to him? Everything was fine! Milkman, Vintage, and Leon showed up to his party! Only they could come. Cared to come. And they still left. Left him. Did they care? The part of his mind tinted gold tried to reason that they cared, they just had to leave to do things! But the red hot anger that roared ever since Milkman was taken screamed that he had been abandoned. Panic spread, glowing orange until it was too late.
On November first, the day after Halloween, at around midnight, The Librarian mourned himself.
Fool was always a strange mer. They did not take comfort in the cold, dark water, preferring the warm, clear, bright shallows. Their Milkman, who's beautiful green scales matched perfectly with the dappled water, had no preference, so they stayed in the bright sea.
And then the humans stole him from lyr. That beast, hairy human with piercing purple eyes, they stole Milkman. And it was lyr fault. If they weren't in the shallows, if they hid in the depths that covered his scales instead, maybe ly could've been taken instead.
Fool flexed his claws. Time to fix his mistakes.

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