#human!theta

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Θ Theta stood in the hallway between his and North’s bedrooms, shifting on his feet uncertainly and stuffed animal tucked firmly under his arm. His pajama top clung to him, a little bit damp from sweat, but the cool air made him shiver.

North had said to come get him if he had nightmares. And he did have them- fairly often. There were things he didn’t remember, things that would come back to haunt him while he slept. But how often could he keep knocking on North’s door in the middle of the night before North got tired of it?

"Tera?" It was late when Theo had called, but he just was not having fun at this slumber party. "I’m gonna come home, okay? I’m not having as much fun as I thought I would…"

☠ - Mourning the loss of someone dear to them (either to death or other causes)

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A brief silence, punctured only by some sniffling.

"-couldn’t stop it…" a sigh. "I’m sorry. I miss you so much, I-"

There’s some heavy breathing, gasping almost. 

"You didn’t have to do that, D."

"It…. you can’t logically predict every outcome! Why did you…?"

A loud slam, follow by mild cursing of the childish variety.

“And you saved me… You could’ve left… odds would’ve been better for you… I’m alive, thanks to you.”

"… so why does it feel like I’m dead, too?"

Theta had been sitting at the table when Caboose came in with two mugs of hot chocolate.

"For me?" Theta asked. When Caboose nodded, Theta smiled and took the mug. "Thank you!" Caboose was often checking in on Theta - well, everyone was. But there was something about Caboose that Theta really liked. Maybe it was the sense of ease Caboose offered. Theta never had to do anything to impress him.