Cuphead: Uh oh. That’s no good for business...

Mugman: He’s kidding! We’re incredibly happy that you follow us! :D

Oh heck yeah, I was actually thinking about this and like.... oh heck yeah

He comes to the kingdom wanting to reunite with his family

Kana is obviously okay with it, this is the uncle that used to take her hunting in the woods when she was little!

Zedra doesn’t like him. She doesn’t know why. She just doesn’t.

The uncle guy is obviously trying to get rid of Zedra

He sends her on errands obviously meant to be traps but Zedra keeps getting sidetracked picking flowers that they miss her every time

She comes back and gives Kana this full bouquet and uncle guy is like

What

The fuck

Kana is obviously very happy about the flowers and she chooses one and tucks it behind Zedra’s ear in thanks

Zedra goes red and uncle guys is like o h

He then decides to be like “Kanader you can’t keep Zedra here she doesn’t know her place”

And Kana is like ??????? Her place is with me

*internal screams of frustration*

Zedra: I don’t think we should trust him

Kana: What why?

Zedra, who doesn’t have any real proof except her suspicions: ..........He’s wearing orange and green. The shades clash spectacularly

Eventually uncle guy snaps and grabs Zedra and Kana has to go rescue her

Zedra, dying from poison: I told you so

Kana: NOW IS NOT THE TIME

Uncle guy, tied up a few feet away: ive been trying to tell you since the beginning! Can’t you see she’s in love with you????

Kana: .... she’s my girlfriend

Summary: Y/n and Reg Slivko have a rough history. After suffering from over a year’s worth of PTSD, what happens when the two of them meet up again? Will the memories get worse? Or will they finally heal?

Word Count: 859

Date Posted: 6.16.2019

|| Masterlist || 1 ||

"Let's sit quietly with our waiting hands." You placed your folded hands on your head, leading by example. "Once everyone is quiet, I'll tell you what we are doing today."

It took a few minutes but, eventually, the kids settled down, waiting for instructions.

"Thank you, guys." You began, "As you may have noticed, there's a lot of really cool stuff on the table. This is what we are going to use to make something called Ikebana. Everyone needs a magazine page and a pair of scissors."

"Miss Teacher?" A little girl raised her hand.

"Yes, Riley?"

"Who is that guy?" She asked.

"I see you noticed my friend. This is Reg, he's gonna make flowers with us."

Reg ignored the hurt he felt at the word friend. That was all you were really.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Helen giggled.

"No." You shook your head. "Let's get started. So first you're going to cut a large circle in your paper."

The lesson went mostly smoothly. A lot more kids needed help than you anticipated. Overall, it went well. The littles painted pots and you gave them paper flowers that the juniors made for them.

Finally, everything was done and clean and the last kids were picked up to go home. You joined your coworkers at a table, having your meeting for the night.

The meeting was quick. You went over highs and lows for the day, and what everyone could work on for next week. You were ready for a nice weekend.

“Ready to go?” Reg asked, waiting for you by the door.

“Yeah, you hungry?” You asked.

“I could go for some grub.”

“Awesome. I not really feeling cooking tonight so we are going to go to one of my favorite places.”

“What have you been up to the past year?” You asked, taking a seat in your favorite booth.

“I got my auto mechanic certification,” He told you, “Took 6 months total. I worked odd jobs during that, the rest I worked as a mechanic.”

“You like that type of stuff?”

“I like it well enough. It’s good. Keeps my hands and mind busy.”

“That’s good.”

“Hey, Y/n, the usual?” Kass, the waitress asked.

“Please.” You gave her a smile.

“And for you?” She turned to Reg.

“Uh, I’ll have the same.” He shrugged. Kass nodded, scribbling down the order and asking for your drinks.

“Long day with the kids?” She asked after a moment.

“Yeah, but it was a good day.” You responded politely.

“How were Liam and Lydia?”

“Liam started stepping up and being a huge help to our littles. Lydia is the sweetest ever.”

“Good. I’m glad they’re being good. I’ll be right back with your drinks.” She ushered herself off.

“Does everyone in this town know you?” Reg chuckled.

“Pretty much.” You laughed too - his was infectious, you couldn’t help it. “At least most of the ones with kids do. Most of the people here send their kids to 4-H, that way they don’t have to find a babysitter.”

“It cool. The kids seem to like you a lot.”

“I should hope so.” You teased. Kass was soon back with your meals. A hot ham & swiss with tomato soup. Your meal was good, talking and relearning how to interact with each other. As the evening slowed to an end, Kass came by one last time sliding a single slice of cheesecake on the table and sending you a sly wink as she gathered your empty dishes.

“Hey, we didn’t order this!” Reg tried calling to her back, but she pretended she didn’t hear him.

“It’s fine.” You shook your head, knowing exactly what Kass was trying to do. “You can have it.”

“Are you sure?” He hesitated.

“Yeah, you came all this way. Besides, Cameron gave me his pudding today so I’m good.”

He gave you a grin, taking a slow taunting bite of the cheesecake, moaning audibly.

“Are you sure you don’t want any?” He waved a fork bite on it in front of your face.

“If I take a bite will you quit waving it at me?” You rose a brow.

“Maybe.”

“Fine.”

You leaned forward to take the bite of cheesecake off his fork, but he quickly swerved you, eating it with a shit-eating grin. You gasped in shock, slightly offended but you knew he only meant it as a joke.

“Mean.” You scrunched your nose at him, play pouting.

“Y/n,” He cooed, “Y/n. Y/n/n. I was just playing. I’ll give you a bite, I swear.”

Your lips twitched as you resisted smiling.

“No, no, it’s fine. I didn’t want any anyway.” You leaned back with a shrug, watching his face fall.

“Please, Y/n.” He held the fork to you again, a new scoop of the cake on it. You let out a little sigh, biting the cake off the fork. He was right; the cake was delicious. The cheesecake here always was. You hummed happily and washed it down with some milk.

“Satisfied?” You rose a brow at him as you leaned back. He just nodded, going back to finish the cake.