#the aquatos are heckin' poor y'all.

[britishsass]

I'm thinking of Razdad AU with “you deserve better than what you’ve got.”… for an angsty fight scene between Sasha and Augustus. I'll just bap my head with the neewspaper *baps head with newspaper*.

Hey, I actually don't think I would make that a fight! I actually have a little idea about that, so no worries. *Takes the newspaper and hands you the comic section for you to enjoy* Have some nice hurt-comfort.

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Augustus sat on the edge of a platform, taking a moment to rest in between all the fighting and acrobatics he had been doing. Sasha spent the same time trying to recalibrate his balance after all the insane flips and jumps Augustus had pulled him through. As if on cue, Augustus did another flip, rolling backward to land on his feet and stand up again.

"Is that something important?" he asked, pointing a slender finger at a box. Sasha turned and nodded, recognizing what it truly was.

"A memory vault," he answered, and he fired off a psi-blast, opening it up with ease. Augustus jogged to join him. Together, they entered the vault.

The scene was cramped. Sasha couldn't help but feel a bit claustrophobic, even as Augustus sat down, relaxing automatically.

"What...?"

"The caravan," Augustus happily noted. "Home."

It was tiny, barely enough for a few people, and yet everyone gathered around the tiny table as the rain pummeled the fabric from outside. All eight of them were close by, finding their way around the tiniest kitchen he had ever seen, and Raz's tiny body almost vibrated with joy as they set a bowl of soup in front of everyone. Augustus in the memory was only a bit younger, but his eye seemed fine back then. He pulled a package from the top shelf, and he handed it to Raz.

"Happy sixth birthday, son."

Raz tore through the newspaper wrapping it before Sasha could say a word, and he pulled out the contents, excited beyond measure.

"Wow!"

"We thought you deserved a good gift for your performance in the shows as of late-- And your birthday too, of course." Augustus knelt beside him, and Raz hugged him tight, giving Sasha a view of the present.

A trio of comic books.

"...Is that what you got him?" Sasha asked his version of Augustus, who smiled brightly.

"It was. He was so pleased, and it took so long to find secondhand copies that weren't falling apart at the seams, but when I did, it was perfect. His favorite meal, a gift he'd wanted for a while... I did everything I could."

"That... that was all you got?" Sasha managed.

"It was all we could. There wasn't much money to go around." Augustus stood, and he walked to the door.

"You deserved better than that," Sasha stated simply. "Better than what either of you got."

"We made do, Agent Nein. Let's go."

Augustus led him out, and the two let the vault continue around them. Even though the life he was watching seemed rather happy, Sasha couldn't help but think about that present.

Three secondhand comics, a gift to remember. He could hardly believe it.

Note to self. Find a way to assist the Aquatos with their monetary issues.

"I heard that."

Addendum. Do not let the Aquatos stop me from assisting them with this.