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            It all seemed to be going fairly well, thank Chii. Neither Levi nor Quincie questioned too much about the incident by the door and Cosmo seemed too distracted by Quincie’s sudden shift in demeanor to remember to talk about it. The two wynglings had gone off to play, leaving the adults to prep dinner and chat. They talked about little trivial things, an order Levi had fulfilled, a trick Cosmo’s runeboo had learned, and then the Rattle’s Rest had gotten brought up…

              Right, he would have to address this eventually, wouldn’t he?

              “Yes, the Rest’s condition is quite… devastating for me and Cosmo, I admit.” Verdigris tried to keep a casual front up, but the fact that his daughter and him were about to be homeless would always rattle him, for lack of a better word. “We had been living with Ash and Dusty since it was demolished, Ash has always been nothing but kind to me. But with him moving to Last Notch, things have gotten much more complicated. I can hardly cause more financial strain on him and his poor brother, and even if money wasn’t a problem, Cosmo is halfway through the school year. I can’t just randomly take her out of school.”

              Verdigris’ smirk fell into a frown. It was an odd expression for the teal wyngro, who usually dripped with so much bravado, but situation had clearly been eating at him for a while. “We don’t really have any other family in town. Call me irresponsible, but I’ve been raising Cosmo on my own since she was an egg. Long story involving a one-night-stand and a little self-discovery, but it wound up ending with her. I’ve done my best, but now we’re about to be homeless. Some father I am, huh? All the townsfolk expected me to raise her to be a little bully like I am or forget her in the nook. I would prefer either of those to making her homeless.”

              Verdigris looked up at Levi’s expression before realizing that he might have gone too far and waving it off. “I will probably just return to the Nook with her. I was never very fond of it, but dire situations require dire actions, yes? Hopefully the woman who purchased the Rest will allow me to continue working there, and if not, there’s always independent work. Anything that will get us the cash to find a little run-down place of our own. Cosmo doesn’t know yet, and I’m not looking forward to telling her, but life plays you difficult hands occasionally. May as well experience the lows after experiencing the highs, yes?”

              Verdigris Duskmaur, shut the fuck up. He yelled at himself internally, You’re ruining this, he’s going to never want to deal with you again, or worse, get her taken away from you. You’re inviting questions about Delphine. If you only pipe down once in your entire beautiful life, let it be right now!

              “Apologies my good man, I’ve been rambling. How has the shop been for you?”

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              Cosmo was used to wynglings not being very happy around her. They either thought she was loud, bossy, or scary and Quincie was no different. He seemed to go really quickly from being happy to see Daddy to being scared of her, which she found totally weird. It couldn’t be how she looked, because Daddy had always said she looked just like him. And Quincie was older than her, so what gives?

              It was slow and awkward, but the two had managed to fall into a game that fit them both- dress up dolls. She had a few of her own at home with Uncle Ash and Uncle Dusty and Quincie had made clothes especially for them, so they were new and exciting to the teal wyngling. It was going well, Cosmo happy to chatter about the little stories that she’d come up with for the dolls, until Quincie spoke.

              “I like you. You should live here too when Daddy gives him his heart!”

              Cosmo dropped the doll. “What?”

              “When I asked if Verdi could be my daddy, he said my daddy and him had to be very close… In a lovey way? Close, very, very, very close. He said it couldn't be with their bodies though and so it had to be with their hearts.”

              Cosmo felt something weird and hot bubble in her chest. She wasn’t quite sure what it was, so it came out as anger. “Why do you want my dad? He’s my dad! You can’t have him!” She snapped. That was the only Daddy she had! Why did Quincie want to take him away?

              Quincie’s expression turned guilty as he tried to climb out of the hole he’d dug himself into. “Well… because he’s cool and nice. He makes my daddy happy and he'd be a cool daddy. But it's okay, I don't want to steal your daddy! So… We could share?”

              Quincie kept talking and Cosmo kept listening, but she was held up on that word. ‘Share’. Daddy would be both Cosmo’s and Quincie’s.

              Did that mean that Mr. Levi would be Cosmo’s daddy too? Did it go both ways?

              Cosmo wasn’t stupid. She knew that things were bad right now. The Rattle’s Rest was gone, and Daddy had come up to their room in Uncle Ash’s house crying one night when he thought she was asleep. She didn’t know why he was crying, but Daddy never cried. He only cried one time her whole entire memories, and that was when they saw the town after the big dark dragon had died. Every adult was crying, so she didn’t think much of it. But Daddy never cried. She made Princess Julietta wake up and join her in Daddy’s bed that night so he would feel better, but he hadn’t looked right this past week or so.

              Cosmo had never really cared much that she only had Daddy and not another parent like some of the wynglings in her class. Lots of wynglings only had one mommy or daddy. But she knew Daddy was sad. About the Rattle’s Rest, about Uncle Ash, about money.

              She didn’t want Daddy to be sad anymore.

              She put one paw on Quincie’s mouth to stop him from talking so fast and held another paw out for him to shake, like she’d seen adults do when they came up with a plan or agreed on something.

              “We’ve gotta make them fall in love, right? I’m in.”

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The children be plotting and the Verdi be internalizing all of his greatest fears, it's a lovely time.

Quincie belongs to
The back of Levi's head I am so sorry belongs to

MAX WYNS

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            It all seemed to be going fairly well, thank Chii. Neither Levi nor Quincie questioned too much about the incident by the door and Cosmo seemed too distracted by Quincie’s sudden shift in demeanor to remember to talk about it. The two wynglings had gone off to play, leaving the adults to prep dinner and chat. They talked about little trivial things, an order Levi had fulfilled, a trick Cosmo’s runeboo had learned, and then the Rattle’s Rest had gotten brought up…

              Right, he would have to address this eventually, wouldn’t he?

              “Yes, the Rest’s condition is quite… devastating for me and Cosmo, I admit.” Verdigris tried to keep a casual front up, but the fact that his daughter and him were about to be homeless would always rattle him, for lack of a better word. “We had been living with Ash and Dusty since it was demolished, Ash has always been nothing but kind to me. But with him moving to Last Notch, things have gotten much more complicated. I can hardly cause more financial strain on him and his poor brother, and even if money wasn’t a problem, Cosmo is halfway through the school year. I can’t just randomly take her out of school.”

              Verdigris’ smirk fell into a frown. It was an odd expression for the teal wyngro, who usually dripped with so much bravado, but situation had clearly been eating at him for a while. “We don’t really have any other family in town. Call me irresponsible, but I’ve been raising Cosmo on my own since she was an egg. Long story involving a one-night-stand and a little self-discovery, but it wound up ending with her. I’ve done my best, but now we’re about to be homeless. Some father I am, huh? All the townsfolk expected me to raise her to be a little bully like I am or forget her in the nook. I would prefer either of those to making her homeless.”

              Verdigris looked up at Levi’s expression before realizing that he might have gone too far and waving it off. “I will probably just return to the Nook with her. I was never very fond of it, but dire situations require dire actions, yes? Hopefully the woman who purchased the Rest will allow me to continue working there, and if not, there’s always independent work. Anything that will get us the cash to find a little run-down place of our own. Cosmo doesn’t know yet, and I’m not looking forward to telling her, but life plays you difficult hands occasionally. May as well experience the lows after experiencing the highs, yes?”

              Verdigris Duskmaur, shut the fuck up. He yelled at himself internally, You’re ruining this, he’s going to never want to deal with you again, or worse, get her taken away from you. You’re inviting questions about Delphine. If you only pipe down once in your entire beautiful life, let it be right now!

              “Apologies my good man, I’ve been rambling. How has the shop been for you?”

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              Cosmo was used to wynglings not being very happy around her. They either thought she was loud, bossy, or scary and Quincie was no different. He seemed to go really quickly from being happy to see Daddy to being scared of her, which she found totally weird. It couldn’t be how she looked, because Daddy had always said she looked just like him. And Quincie was older than her, so what gives?

              It was slow and awkward, but the two had managed to fall into a game that fit them both- dress up dolls. She had a few of her own at home with Uncle Ash and Uncle Dusty and Quincie had made clothes especially for them, so they were new and exciting to the teal wyngling. It was going well, Cosmo happy to chatter about the little stories that she’d come up with for the dolls, until Quincie spoke.

              “I like you. You should live here too when Daddy gives him his heart!”

              Cosmo dropped the doll. “What?”

              “When I asked if Verdi could be my daddy, he said my daddy and him had to be very close… In a lovey way? Close, very, very, very close. He said it couldn't be with their bodies though and so it had to be with their hearts.”

              Cosmo felt something weird and hot bubble in her chest. She wasn’t quite sure what it was, so it came out as anger. “Why do you want my dad? He’s my dad! You can’t have him!” She snapped. That was the only Daddy she had! Why did Quincie want to take him away?

              Quincie’s expression turned guilty as he tried to climb out of the hole he’d dug himself into. “Well… because he’s cool and nice. He makes my daddy happy and he'd be a cool daddy. But it's okay, I don't want to steal your daddy! So… We could share?”

              Quincie kept talking and Cosmo kept listening, but she was held up on that word. ‘Share’. Daddy would be both Cosmo’s and Quincie’s.

              Did that mean that Mr. Levi would be Cosmo’s daddy too? Did it go both ways?

              Cosmo wasn’t stupid. She knew that things were bad right now. The Rattle’s Rest was gone, and Daddy had come up to their room in Uncle Ash’s house crying one night when he thought she was asleep. She didn’t know why he was crying, but Daddy never cried. He only cried one time her whole entire memories, and that was when they saw the town after the big dark dragon had died. Every adult was crying, so she didn’t think much of it. But Daddy never cried. She made Princess Julietta wake up and join her in Daddy’s bed that night so he would feel better, but he hadn’t looked right this past week or so.

              Cosmo had never really cared much that she only had Daddy and not another parent like some of the wynglings in her class. Lots of wynglings only had one mommy or daddy. But she knew Daddy was sad. About the Rattle’s Rest, about Uncle Ash, about money.

              She didn’t want Daddy to be sad anymore.

              She put one paw on Quincie’s mouth to stop him from talking so fast and held another paw out for him to shake, like she’d seen adults do when they came up with a plan or agreed on something.

              “We’ve gotta make them fall in love, right? I’m in.”

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The children be plotting and the Verdi be internalizing all of his greatest fears, it's a lovely time.

Quincie belongs to
The back of Levi's head I am so sorry belongs to

MAX WYNS