#im stil going ????? if this doesnt make sense im shaking your hand

[reubyocs]

Avon plays with his wedding band as he listens to Doomsday speak so honestly about marriage. He finds it interesting to hear about her view on the topic, especially when he's mainly been fed such positive things about it.

"No. Your honesty doesn't shatter any illusions." Avon speaks, still fidgeting with his hands. "I find it is interesting to learn things from experience. When I first started learning about types of relationships, my adoptive dad told me about partners and weddings."

He sits back against the park bench, kicking his legs around. Now he's thinking much more about his relationship with Pete.

"I was interested in the wedding component, so my dad suggested that we host a wedding so I can experience the ceremony and the reception afterwards. After a lot of arguing, he managed to convince his brother to play the role of the groom. We 'tied the knot', as humans like to call it, and took photographs and had a reception. I enjoyed every second of it."

"Perhaps your proposal is a smart one." Avon speaks once more, letting out a sigh. "I do not have many friends, only my dad, my husband and those who looked after me with the IAA."

Avon folds his arms, trying to stop himself from fidgeting anymore. He remains silent for a moment while he reflects on his personal notes from that day. He notes that he enjoyed it, his dad enjoyed it, even his husband enjoyed it- but that was purely for the food at the end of the day.

"What do you do to make friends?" Avon asks, turning his head to look at Doomsday. "Would you be able to teach me?"

"I understand." Avon speaks, stroking his chin. "That is a clever use of words. Thursday is a good day too." While it is cool, he does ponder the true meaning to the name. Maybe he's over thinking it and it simply just means a Doomed Thursday. He himself is a Doomsday, but he is a creation discovered during the Doomsday Scenario and is apparently-

His thinking stops suddenly as he hears the subtle change in her voice. No one- other than Val, has given any inkling of care for him at all. After all, he is just a network with a functioning body who is made to look exactly like his creator.

"No. It's okay." He speaks back, waving his hands to only further the point that he doesn't want her to do anything. Truth be told, it doesn't bother him either. He's quite used to it. "My husband, Pete, only married me so I could experience human relationships. He didn't really want to marry me, especially since I look so much like my daddy- who he hates."

Avon continues to sit on the bench, now fidgeting a little with his hands. "Are you married, Doomsday? If not, would you ever be interested in marrying?"