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"Yo, it's Heather. I'm probably asleep or Godzilla ate my 'Gear or something so I can't answer you right now. But feel free to leave a message or something. I'll probably get back to you. ... Probably. Peace out."

BEEEEEEEEEEEEP.
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Horrible, horrible noogies.

At least that's pretty cool?

only the coolest noogies for you, birdboy!

Grab a plate.

You know what the weird thing is? I actually trust you.

[It's been a long time since he could say that about anyone.

Then his eyebrows go up.]

You serious?

[He laughs and shakes his head.]

Hell, girls these days, that's pretty much par for the course.

[It's a strange, giddy feeling. He's talking about this like anything else, and look at that, the world isn't ending.]

_{[She is literally too stunned to do anything but obey.]

[Very slowly, and never once detaching her eyes from the STACK AFTER STACKS of pancakes lining the entire room, she moves over to the cupboard and attempts to open it and retrieve a plate without knocking any of the towers over.]}

Haha, hey, what's that supposed to mean?

_{[She sounds a little giddy too, to be honest. Outside of Envy (who had called her on it and wound up having to spent the next, like, half-hour explaining to her that BISEXUALITY IS PERFECTLY NORMAL and also PRETTY MUCH EVERYBODY THINKS LUST IS HOT), Blake is the first one she's spoken even a whisper of this to.]

[It's kind of freeing.]}

_{[SLAM.]

[The front door swings open and Henry stands there, eclipsed by the noon sun, his eyes wide.]}

Heather! I need to talk to you! It's important!

_{[Well.]

[For just a second, she's so startled that she almost forgets it's a Friday.]

[From her spot on the floor with a small pile of half-folded laundry around her, she stares up at Henry with a deer-in-the-headlights look that doesn't quite rival the one she had when she had stumbled into the pancake dimension three weeks ago, but it comes close.]

[Does he KNOW?]}

... What, wha-at?

_{[Henry leaves the door wide open and closes the gap between them with long, stiff strides. He's almost vibrating. It really is almost Pancake Day all over again, but he doesn't yell. He stops right in front of a folded shirt, fists clenched at his sides.]

[He jerks as a truth fights its way out of him like a xenomorph.]}

Heather...I want to ride Carousel. I've always wanted to ride Carousel. I've never been on a horse in my life, I don't even care if she burns me, I--gotta.

_{[The spirit leaves his body and his shoulders fall slack like a puppet with cut strings. His face actually grows pink.]}

Uh.

[OH THANK GOD]

[... wait a minute.]

--what, really?

_{[She's still staring at him, but now it's in bafflement rather than apprehension.]}

I-- ... jeez, Henry, I had... literally no idea.

_{[Sure she'd seen him kind of tentatively hang around sometimes when she had Carousel out but it's not like Henry doesn't have a sense of curiosity. The thought that he might want to RIDE the flaming unicorn hadn't even crossed her mind.]}

That's fine, man. I could teach you.

I mean, I'm no expert or anything, but I can at least, like... show you how to stay on and stuff.

_{[Henry can even feel his ears turning red and he reaches his hands up to cover them.]}

It's--stupid.

It means plenty of girls like girls too. Hell, isn't there a shitty song about that?

[He never thought he'd be talking to anybody about this, let alone a girl half his age.]

_{[At first, Henry is content to jitter in place and watch her but SHE ISNT DOING THE THING FAST ENOUGH for his liking. He rushes ahead of her, grabs up the plate, then bodily steers her toward the table where he yanks out a chair and sends it clattering across the dining room.]

[He then realizes he's forgotten something.]}

SYRUP.

_{[BACK TO THE CABINETS HE GOES.]}

What?

No! No, it's not stupid!

_{[It's-- UNEXPECTED, sure, and kind of.... FUNNY, but not stupid.]}

I mean, I just didn't figure you were interested in horses. They're kinda big, and scary, and... uh, in this case, on fire.

But I'll teach you.

Heh. There's probably plenty of shitty songs about it.

Didn't prepare me any more for suddenly realizing-- damn, you know?

_{[Hell, she can't believe it either. But it's a relief.]}

_{[By the time the chair is just. HURLED ACROSS THE FLOOR, she's starting to wonder if she's stepped into some kind of horror movie and everybody else is upstairs buried under piles of pancakes or something.]}

... EEEENVY?

GREEEEEEED?

_{[SOMEONE PLEASE CONFIRM THAT THIS IS STILL JOHTO AND NOT JUST HER AND PANCAKE HENRY IN THE PANCAKE DIMENSION.]}

[Continued from here.]

[As Envy slowly rises out of sleep, he's confused at first by the way he's huddled up against the warm weight of another body--one that isn't nearly furry enough to be a Pokemon. It doesn't take him long to remember, he's surprised he could manage to forget at all, the events of last night flooding back and sending that fluttering, light feeling all through his stomach all over again.]

[He's not sure when he'd fallen asleep, exactly, but he guesses it doesn't matter. At some point in his sleep he'd shifted closer to Heather--Heather! Who likes him back!--and wrapped one arm around her, the other winding up jammed underneath his side and between them, and resting his face in the crook of her shoulder.]

[He wonders if he should move or wake her up, but--he really doesn't want to. The sleet is still going strong outside the window, he can hear it, but he doesn't even really want to open his eyes yet.]

[Mostly because this is just really cozy and comfortable and exactly where he wants to be...but also because of the tiny, anxious prickle of nerves that's starting up in spite of having no reason to be there.]

_{[Heather has drifted in and out of sleep a few times-- and with each time, the surprise had been smaller and the anxious prickle had grown. But even with the increasing level of nervousness she felt every time she opened her eyes and turned her head to check on the ever-lighter sky outside the window, she hasn't wanted to move.]

[Hell, that's kind of where the nervousness is coming from, she supposes.]

[The onset of morning means actually facing the day, and addressing the longterm ramifications of what they'd decided last night.]

[But there's no escaping it forever, and when she hears Envy's breathing change rhythm, the subtle shift of his muscles as he surfaces from sleep, she shifts a little herself and croaks a soft--]}

Hey.

_{[--of greeting.]

[At some point before officially drifting off, at least one of them had gotten up to drag a comforter over them both, since they weren't exactly gonna get between the sheets. It rustles as she moves to detangle herself from him just a little bit-- not entirely. She likes this closeness, and... doesn't wanna leave it so soon. She just also wants to be able to see him.]}

You awake?

[Well, he can't exactly hide behind feigned sleep now, so he goes ahead and cracks open his eyes, shifting a little himself so that his face isn't jammed into her neck at least. He wants to see her, too. But he doesn't move his arm from around her.]

[The fact that he can still hear the sleet is grounding, in a way. Nothing about what had happened last night had been a dream, all of it was entirely real.]

[Now they just have to deal with figuring it out. But in spite of the growing nerves...]

[They'll be okay.]

Yeah...yeah, I'm awake.

Did...you sleep okay?

[He's not sure how to start this inevitable figuring out.]

Yeah.

_{[She might be a little stiff, but it had been cozy and comforting and you know what, her dreams had been peaceful. That is not something she gets to say about most nights.]}

You?

_{[She doesn't want to immediately address the elephant in the room, but it's obvious she's thinking about it just as much as he is.]}

[He nods, a small yawn escaping him as he does.]

[He'd slept fairly peacefully too. It's really amazing, just what being next to someone can do. Even now, as nervous as he is, feeling her breathing next to him dampens it some.]

Yeah.

[His mouth quirks in a small but genuine grin, some of his nerves showing through.]

It was nice.

[Being close, waking up next to her. And THEY HAVE TO START THIS TOPIC OFF SOMEHOW.]

_{[She smiles back without even thinking about it. Nervous or not, she's... glad. That things went the way they had last night.]

[Because if she'd succeeded in bottling it all up and the conversation hadn't wound up going in the direction it had... she'd be waking up in her sleeping bag right now. Or maybe on the couch. Neither of those were bad things, but she'd still have been... well, alone.]}

Yeah. It was.

_{[But they can't avoid it forever.]}

... So... how are we gonna treat this? ... Do we just... I mean. Announce it?

That's...a good question, hah.

Go downstairs and be like, hey everyone! Guess what, we're dating now!

[Saying it plainly and out loud makes his stomach do something interesting. But not in a bad way.]

[...on the other hand, even as a joke, that plan is kind of terrifying. How would they all even react? He's fairly sure he's kept this well hidden, and Heather has too. And it's a hell of a change in house dynamics to happen seemingly overnight.]

...maybe not exactly like that.

Took you a while to figure it out, huh.

[His expression looks contemplative.] Me, I guess I always kind of knew. Just knew for sure it wasn't something you talked to anybody about. Not unless you wanted to get your ass kicked.

_{[Sorry, Heather. It's only you. Just you. Forever alone.]

[You and all these god damn pancakes.]

[SLAM! The plates and forks rattle as Henry brings the syrup bottle down like a gavel.]}

Here.

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