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There’s a pause on the other end. Buck gets ready to argue more. To be justifiably, in his opinion, mad. 

He doesn’t need to. 

“Okay,” Eddie says. 

Buck blinks, surprised. “O-okay?”

“I can be there in fifteen to twenty. That alright?” 

Buck exhales, relieved. 

“That’s perfect, Eddie. Thank you so much.”

“Yeah, of course. I’ll see you soon.”

Buck’s heart is pounding when they end the call. He doesn’t know why. 

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Eddie shows up right when he says he will. He has a sheepish, tired sort of look on his face when Buck answers the door.

“You have a key,” Buck reminds him. He’d given it to him when he moved in. 

“Yeah, but…” Eddie trails off. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Buck says. “I’m just really glad you could come today.”

Eddie nods. “Yeah, of course.”

Buck leads Eddie inside to where Dove is sitting at the kitchen table, coloring. 

“Dove,” he says. “This is my best friend Eddie. He’s going to hang out with you, okay?”

Dove drops her crayon and looks up at Eddie. 

“Hi,” she says. 

“Hi, Dove,” Eddie says. He offers a tight smile. 

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He had planned on sitting Bobby down at the table with a coffee to start his talk. But here they are, in the yard, discussing the best places for optimal light and plant growth, and Buck just sort of blurts it out.

“Eddie and I are going to have another kid,” he says, while Bobby is examining the leaves of the bell pepper plant. 

Bobby freezes for a minute, thrown by Buck’s sudden topic change. Then, he straightens up and looks at Buck. 

“Well, that’s fantastic,” Bobby says. “When?”

“Uh, well,” Buck shrugs. “It’s a whole process. So, we aren’t sure. Maybe in the next two or three years?”

“Oh,” Bobby says. Yeah, not much of an announcement. “Hey, that’s amazing.”

“Thank you,” Buck says. 

“You’re already great fathers to Christopher, so you don’t need me to tell you that this kid will be very lucky,” Bobby continues. 

“Thanks,” Buck says again. “Uh, really. That does mean a-a lot.”

Bobby smiles.

“There is a reason I’m bringing it up way too early, though,” Buck says. 

Bobby’s smile fades. “Oh?”

“It’s a little awkward,” Buck admits. 

“Awkward,” Bobby repeats. “You’re not leaving are you?”

“Leaving?” Buck gapes. “Why would I be leaving?”

“I don’t know,” Bobby replies, a little edge in his voice. “Kids are expensive. Maybe you… You have to take a higher paying position or… I don’t know.”

“You really think I’d willingly leave the 118?” Buck asks. 

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“I promise,” Maddie assures him. 

And he supposes he’ll just have to take her word for it.

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“You don’t ever really talk about your parents,” Eddie says later that evening. 

They’re getting ready for bed. Buck spilled the news over dinner. But Eddie has clearly been waiting to get him alone to talk about this. 

“Well,” Buck says, pulling a pajama shirt over his head. “There’s not a lot to talk about, is there?”

“That’s what I’m saying,” Eddie replies, sitting on the edge of bed, petting Cranberry. “I don’t know.”

Buck inhales. “They were always really distant growing up. Maddie felt more involved than them for a big part of my childhood. It felt like us versus them.”

“Hmm,” Eddie frowns.

“I never got the sense that they liked me,” Buck admits. “Maybe they love me, in that obligatory parent way, but the jury is still out.”

“I’m sorry,” Eddie says. “That’s… Well, it’s a shitty way to feel.”

The way he says it, Buck knows he actually does understand. They’ve talked a bit about his own shit with his parents. His father, namely. Though, his mother is certainly not innocent, either.

“Yeah,” Buck shrugs. “It is what it is.”

“C’mere,” Eddie says.

Buck exhales and turns to cross the room and stand in front of Eddie. Eddie stops petting the dog and takes Buck’s hands in his. Cranberry only looks mildly offended at this slight.

“We don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do,” Eddie tells him.

“I already told Maddie I’d come,” Buck rebuts.

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hiiiii woagh theres lots to answer here. wip time

🍌 favorite funny quote from a wip

[pages through my many many wips] woe. hops greene be upon you. i want to finish this actually

“Damn it, Hops,” ae mutters. Lila walks the path towards first base like a model, flipping long white hair over one shoulder. The two of you lock eyes. “Groundouts are boring.”

“That one had some air on it. I’d bet it’s a flyout.” You look to the outfield briefly, squinting through the harsh light and cloying darkness. “Mugs might have it.”

“Aren’t they a ghost?”

“Yeah, but they’re like, our best batter. Don’t ask me how it works.”

🍒 favorite sweet quote from a wip

hmm. a while back i wrote some stuff with venti and vinny (the garages’ detective replicas) preparing for their return to Dust. i was inspired by the breckenridge case files and wanted to play with some letter-style writing. maybe itll get done someday?

I’m sorry we didn’t talk more. Vinny speaks very well of you, and though my investigations haven’t been hardly as detailed, I couldn’t agree more with his assessments. He thinks you’re “a real crackerjack fellow,” not that I could make heads or tails of that. But it was in a very positive tone! And he really — heh — lights up when he talks about you. I hope you can recognize the impressions you leave on people, because you haven’t yet left a bad one.

⚡️ wild card: dealer’s choice of quote from a completed work

hi. read my ruffian applesauce pls and ty

When Ruffian turns fourteen he makes a bat and demands to join. It’s a screaming bit of chainsaw and tungsten that glows and rattles and leaves gouges in the dirt because she’s still trying to lift it. The Mechanics just grin. They hand her a jacket, some patches, and a can of WD-40. Swing for the fences, kiddo.

🫐 a line from a published work that you’re proud of, but no one’s mentioned yet - or if you can’t think of one, an underrated line in general

ok uhhhh also from my ruffian fic: i like giving her a taste of being a Normal Kid instead of a huge public figure and it being way healthier for him without him fully realizing it. like giving a dog medicine by putting it in peanut butter

Ruffian likes shop class and he likes being the center of attention at lunch. As for the rest… she puts up with it, day after day, and doesn’t notice when it stops being something to put up with. Ruffian makes varsity. He scrapes by with low Cs and lots of detention. He kisses a few people and dumps them when they ask her to take them to the Core. There’s so many selfies and parties and beers in the bed of someone’s truck, and it’s not the Core — it never could be — but there’s something a little more human in the way people want him.

thaaaaaanks <3