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examine: dave -goldenrabbitasylum

            Ah. Dave. The relationship you have with him is a bit.. complicated you supposed. Had it not been for you finding him on the side of the road- he’d be good as doomed at this point, destined to rot in a mental health institution. You can’t say that he doesn’t upset you or even unnerve you at times but- despite his past, you find yourself really enjoying his company. You walk a fine line with your morale with him. You find him being the exception to every single rule you’ve placed down for yourself and a lot of the time, it scares you. You know he’s not dangerous, well.. not to you at least. There’s some strangely mixed vibe you draw from him. 

            He’s got you wrapped around his finger.. and that scares you. Not in the traditional way, but a way that makes you uneasy- yet feel safe at the same time. You try to push away that feeling of that he’s “dangerous, he’s unstable, he’s a ticking time-bomb,” from your mindset, due to those words being applied to yourself. You often have to be the big one, the strong one, when it comes to him, and you wouldn’t be lying if it’s exhausting. He doesn’t know how to give much in return but- somehow his companionship pays off. 

            He’s a child murderer, a delusional nutcase - whatever anyone else would call him - but all that comes to your mind is that he’s Dave..

            He’s the closest you’ve had to a friend in a while. 

            And that scares you. 

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Kein! Examine! Randall Cawthon!

            You look up from your position on the couch to gaze at Randy. Ah yes. Randy. The puppet master who cursed your dick. In other words, he’s your boyfriend. He’s a bit of a spaz, but he’s cool. Well. Much more than cool. He’s got a really cute nasally voice and he squeaks a lot when he’s excited.He’s insanely passionate and no matter what he does he knows how to make you smile, even in your worst of patches. You’re kind of amazed he’s stayed.  He’s endearing, and the two of you are loud, obnoxious fuckheads together. You love him a lot, and you two go together extremely well. 

            You like how you’re able to get on his soft side, though. You’d never dream of hurting him, not in a billion years– you just like that he trusts you enough to open up when he’s sad. You look up at him, smiling lopsidedly.He’s a great listener, even though he’s not.. the best at advice and sometimes he can be a little bit hard to predict, you can’t say you’re not happy to have him in your life. 

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Examine! Scott and Feedback!

           You squint at Scott. He’s tall and he’s got a rather sturdy red phone on his shoulders. He’s soft and forgiving and stutters more than he ought to, but you can’t say you don’t blame him. You’ve known him for a while, and he’s quite the character. He’s charming and quite the thespian. The musical duets you’ve initiated while hanging out with Mike have always been fun. You’d be lying if you didn’t say you’ve got a bit of a crush on him. It’s hard not to! He’s charming and stupidly endearing and..cares for you quite a lot. Well. Not only that but he’s saved your ass more than a few times. 

            Though, you can’t say it was exactly him who’s saved your ass. You’ve had close calls with his ‘flipside’ , also known as Feedback. He’s an interesting person.. well. What little you’ve seen or heard of him. From what you remember Feedback is a bit easier going, and he does his best to do… well. What he can. You really don’t know much about him besides that he tends to tease Scott. He seems okay enough, though. 

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         The gentle smile stays on his face as he listens to the other speak. From the way he was carrying himself, that Jack that he met while he was drunk, was a very different Jack than what he’d be meeting now.

      “You sound like you’re usually the designated driver with that kind of talk. Believe me, I’ve done stupid shit like that too.I’m just glad you’re alright. You were drinking like someone was coming in to saw your legs off for fucks sake.” 

“I totally got you! I try my best to help out people, but sometimes… ah… i sort of … do stupid things to myself…” 

he said as he blushed and covered his face a little, feeling embarrassed- saying that he was a mom friend as well and yet was DRUNK off his ass talking to this guy the  other day. He took the other’s hand and shook it, offering him a smile.

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goldenrabbitasylum:

Dave was surprised by the gentle embrace, something he still wasn’t used to. “Ah-” He wanted to ask him not to let go, but he didn’t have the chance. “Th-thank you.”

Dave gave ed a little wave goodbye as he left. He sat on the couch quietly, rolling the things he would have to go over around in his head. Eventually he let out a frustrated noise, and went back to sleep.

Night drifted away as quick as it came. Sunlight flooded through the window with a warming glow., rousing Edward from sleep. He swung his legs out in front of him before getting up and wandering into the living room. His feet dragged against the ground. He looked to the lump on the couch with a tired smile before making way to the coffee pot. There was a bit left over from yesterday. He slowly poured the remaining amount into a small coffee cup before popping it in the microwave. If Dave woke up, he’d make another batch. 

Slowly, he started to drift off, eyelids drooping as he leaned farther, and farther forward until he smacked his head against a cabinet. He squabbled and stood up straight,as he settled down from the ruckus he made he couldn't help looking anxiously to the lump on the couch. 

child troubles || goldenrabbitasylum

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goldenrabbitasylum:

Dave let out a sigh of relief. “Y-yeah. I think I’d much rather wait to talk about any of this.” Preferably forever. ”Sorry if I scared you with all that…. screaming.” He looked away, scratching his head nervously. It was a little embarrassing that he had woken up Ed like this.

He smiled at him,”No, don’t apologize, I’m just glad you’re alright. I was worried about you, and I’m glad everything’s mostly alright now.. I’m just glad I could have given little you...somewhat of a childhood. Even if it was for a relatively short time.’

He stretched his arms over his head, yawning a bit. Hesitantly he leans forward and pulls into his arms and squeezes him a little bit. The action is wordless. He pulls away and smiles at Dave,”I’m going to my best to make this place safe for you. Alright? I want this to be easy for you...”

He purses his lips again,”Ah- I’m being sentimental. I... I think I’m gonna sleep. Get some rest too, okay?” He rose again, looking at Dave one last time before he slid into his bedroom once more, leaving Dave in the livingroom. 

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“Yeah. Y-yeah, yeah I believe you. I just wish you didn’t know.” The fact that someone now knew about his parents made him feel incredibly uncomfortable. Dave pulled his face away from his hands, still flushed purple. “Are you going to ask me to explain any of that stuff…?”

            He blinked, rubbing at his eyes once more. Huh. So he wasn’t hallucinating. Dave actually flushed purple. He waved a hand, blinking tiredly at Dave,”I’m actually really tired, though, if you’d feel comfortable in the morning, I suppose that’s alright.” He gently pulled a strand of hair out of Dave’s face, smiling weakly. “I think it’d be best that we both rest before we try to talk about anything too deep. Yeah? I don’t want to be insensitive..” 

child troubles || goldenrabbitasylum

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Dave’s face was a bright purple when Ed was finished talking. He knew about his parents, his friends, his song, even his old name. This was information that Dave wanted nobody, let alone Edward, to know. He buried his face in his hands. “Y-you weren’t…. supposed to find out about all that…” Dave mumbled out.

           Edward blinked blearily, rubbing at his swollen eyes. He probably could have been a bit gentler about that. He rubbed at his face once more,”I..I’m sorry. I could have put that-- much nicer. This is your childhood trauma we’re talking about. I’m sure you believe me now-- right? I never would have asked you for any of that information - and what I’ve learned tonight is safe with me, okay?”

         He sighed, looking down at his lap before looking up to Dave again,”I’m.. really sorry that what happened.. happened.” 

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Dave blinked. “A child…?” Honestly, it sounded like bullshit. “N-no, I don’t. I think I’m fine though?” He patted his chest down and looked at his hands ,Yeah, this was him alright.

           Ed seethed through his teeth. Yeah. That was an appropriate response. He rubbed at his cheeks.

           “I know it sounds like a fresh load of bullshit but there’s literally no other way for me to explain it. So I’ll start from the beginning. There was a little you sitting at the dinner table when I came home, and you were holding a knife. Your clothes were way too big for you and when I asked what your name was you told me to call you William. I loaded up the groceries I’d gotten from the store.. and then you started singing.. a song. One about how someone would kill your mother and father. I was a bit uncomfortable and I asked you where’d you learned it...you told me it was uh.. from your’secret friends’. Then,you introduced me to your ‘friends’ and I asked you to not sing the song because it made me uncomfortable. So you stopped.. mm..”

           He rubbed at his chin, thinking about what else had happened throughout the night,”I made us dinner..and you told me a little bit about you parents. You started crying because I...because you’d never been treated so nicely. I comforted you and then I pinned your hair back out of your face to eat. Then you got tired, went to bed for a bit, had a nightmare, and woke up screaming. So I came out of my bedroom and comforted you. You said you’d had...a rather gruesome nightmare.. I think I’m going to skip the details for now -- but... you cried into my stomach for a bit, crawled up with me on the couch, passed out for a second and now we’re here.” 

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            Edward’s worried face morphed into that of relief. He wouldn’t need to take him to the hospital. That was at least good. He rubbed at the back of his neck, sighing a bit as he tried to figure out how exactly to respond,”It’s going to sound far fetched, even for our standards but. When I came home you were in a child’s body. So.. I uh.. had to take care of you. You had a nightmare and you’d started crying.”

           “Ah....you..are you at least okay now? Do you remember anything?”

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“Ok…” William cleaned his face with his sleeve and followed Edward to the couch, leaning up against him. They had only been sitting for a few minutes when the child put a hand to his forehead. “Mister Ed…? I don’t feel so good…” He had barely finished mumbling that out when he went limp at Edward’s side.

            He looked down at the smaller with a quizzical expression before gently wrapping an arm around them. One William spoke up again, Ed cocked his head. He went to feel his head,only to watch him pass out. He squabbled, gently shaking the younger. 

            “Wi..William?” 

           Taking a child to the hospital was the last thing he wanted to do tonight.