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[A: Elementary School (OPEN)]

[What is that sound floating out over the playground at lunch? It's piano music, just basic tunes being repeated over and over again from the open window of the music room. Cain has retired there to study the books that Charles gave him, tireless in his pursuit of being the very best at whatever task was set to him.

Every time he makes a mistake, he repeats that part of the piece over and over again until it's flawless. Anyone at all is free to hear his attempts or tell him to shut up.]

[B: Around Town (OPEN)]

[Tis the season, and all that... It's Cain's first Christmas where he'll actually get to celebrate, instead of watching all the colonists exchange presents while never being part of it himself. He's been saving all the pocket money that his drone not!mother had been giving him (until she got replaced yesterday), as well as the money he got for doing odd-jobs for his friends. So now he's out and about shopping for gifts.

Do you work in any of the stores? Then this blond haired boy might just be peering over the counter with a bright smile. Are you wandering down the street aimlessly? Feel free to bump into Cain as he carries a stack of boxes too high to see over... because clearly that's just asking for trouble.]

[C: Phone (OPEN)]

[Did you order a rousing pep talk by a ten year old today, Mayfield? No... shame, because it's coming anyway.]

Christmas is coming soon... Maybe you celebrate something else in your world, or maybe you don't celebrate anything at all, but here... I think they'll have Christmas. I don't know if anything will happen, but...

Even if it does, and even if it hurts us, we can't let it break us. We have to keep our eyes forward, and we have to stick together. As long as we look out for each other, then we can change the future to whatever we want.

[D: Home (Locked to Housemates)]

[It seemed like he was the first one home, which was a little odd after the drone!Esther housewife who had always been there to welcome him in and tell him to do his homework before dinner. Which, consequently, led to the thought that there was no dinner... Astha didn't seem the type to make a meal for the family based on what he had seen, Rachel had already shown she believed cooking beneath her, and he didn't want to die so Abel was out.

Therefore, whenever anyone else gets home, they might find the youngest non-drone member of the household stood on a chair by the stove. He's pouring over one of the recipes Esther had left behind, not being allowed to go and find any more of his own, and is carefully adding things to a big bubbling pot.]

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[How ironic, then, that it's the pacifist's hands that are stained red with blood at the moment, Abel's blood.]

You're not! You're my brother, you're me... you're not a monster.

[he doesn't want to upset him by arguing, but there is nothing in the world Cain could say to deter him from believing just that.

he just shifts, slightly, to tuck his brother's head to his shoulder, arms around him.]

It's alright. ...I'm sorry.

[It's not alright, an apology doesn't mean that Abel is conceding he is not a monster. He hates this, he hates what time has done to his precious other half.

It just cements the determination not to let this future come to pass. He would find a way to leave here with his memories in tact, and then he would make sure these events never stood a chance of happening.

Soothingly, reassuringly, he started to run fingers through long silver hair, burying his face further into Abel's shoulder.]

I'll make it better, I promise.

[he shakes his head, pulling him a little closer. this is all... wrong.]

...Don't.

[don't talk to him like he's... a child needing comfort. he made terrible mistakes, and he deserves to bear the guilt for them.

how many families... men, women, children... had he forced into situations like the one they'd experienced just weeks ago themselves? did Cain even realize... that's exactly what he had done?]

It's alright. [what he wants is to keep you safe. to repent for his sins. he deserves no comfort, doesn't even deserve this second chance, but he is going to do everything he can to be worthy of it as he can.]

[He knows there was a war, he knows it must have been devastating for the people from their world to have no even heard of America any more, but... He just can't properly take in that his brother had been a central part of it.

He has no idea as to the full extent of what had happened, and right now he doesn't even care. He already thinks of it as irrelevant, he wasn't going to let it come to pass anyway... sure of himself with all the arrogance and naivety of a child.]

I love you, I love you.

That's all I want.

[as long as his other half could still accept him, even if he believed it was a love based on secrets and lies shielding the truth of what it was he was claiming love to -- then...]

I love you too, Cain.

And that's all I want, it's all I've ever wanted.

[Abel is an idiot if he thinks anything could stop Cain loving him, he would find ways to rationalise pretty much anything.]

[Abel is an idiot for greater things than that. he is so dumb. how are they related. how is this a thing.

he cants his head forward, til he can tuck his brother properly under his chin.]

...more than anything, I'd like a peaceful life with you. [and Lilith.]

You can have that, I'll get it for you.

[His voice is all low confidence, soothing and sure of himself. He will make this happen, he won't let the future be this horrific broken world with an equally broken twin.]

[eyelids may or may not be slooowly drooping again now he's relaxing and getting cuddles and pets. he is such a simple creature. :|]

I can't wait.

...Are you tired?

[Hn, he's still so worried, his brother has a HOLE IN HIS BACK.]

No...

[...wait. process the question before you answer, Nightroad. he is so smart omg seriously!!!1]

...mm, a little. Are you...?

[He just carefully starts pulling away from Abel so his brother can lay back down on his belly.]

It's okay, just go to sleep, I'll be right here.

[NOPE you're not getting away this time. he tightens his arms around him, and-- poor boy, guess what? even after everything, the order of things is back to the way it should be and Abel is a strong mofo. you cannot escape!!

he just leans back carefully into the pillows carefully, Cain snuggled into his chest. shut up you will like it.]

Come sleep with me. You have tired eyes, Cain.

[He remains still on Abel's chest for fear of hurting him if he tried to get free, but there is DISAPPROVAL in his voice and expression... even if he does have tired eyes.]

You can't sleep on your back, you might damage the stitches. Let go and turn over!

Shush, shush... I'm fine...

[he is already sleepy-mumbling, eyes drifted more shut than open. zzz.]

Abel... please.

[Don't make him worry more than is necessary, asshole.]

[sdlgkjsdg WHAT ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT he's fine okay... grumble grumble.

but even sleepy he is on auto-pilot to try and dissuade Cain's fears, so he is shifting sluggishly to deposit Cain on the bed beside him, then crawling to... half-flop on him, like his brother were a teddy bear to be cuddled into his side as he sleeps.

THERE is that better?]

[Oof.

Abel is heavy man, but he won't complain at all. It's nice to be snuggled up to him and at least his brother is on his stomach now.

Wrapping his arms around him as best he could, he just lay there... sleep bro, he won't leave you.]

[he is all warmly cuddled up and looks cozy as if he hadn't a trouble in the world. ah, brother snuggles...

get some sleep yourself, little man. all the sleep and rest and recovering. all of it.]

[Eventually, after about half an hour of just watching his brother sleep, Cain drifts off himself.

Please get well soon, Abel.]

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