#the little flashback with lynette? hmmm

[toast-tales]

Spoilers~

Drake looked over at Alexander, who held his head down in shame. He hated to admit it, but Drake received some satisfaction from his best friend's current misery. It was rare that Alexander was ever knocked down a peg. You're such an idiot, dude.

YES YES YES

"Alexander, don't call your coworker a meal. She seems nice." Pete's reminded him with secondhand embarrassment. 

Petes once again an MVP. Man, I sure wish he rubbed off more on his son. Also, poor guy, he created this monster and now he's gotta deal with it lol

Day 47 - Precipitation Shaft (Nov. 7th, Monday) Part 2

Contents (Warnings): More small little difficulties (Angsty, vore mentions, soft suicide attempt mention, and character/monster info). Read full chapter on - A03

Wordcount: 3,300+ (ey yo part 2!)

Side note: This will contain experimental writing; first person (Lynette's view) will be implemented alongside third person for the two other essential characters, (mostly) Alexander and (occasionally) Drake. All their text will be italicized��for those third-person moments, with the characters' names in Bold at the start and their thoughts in Bold. There may be other characters I write for using this.

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I pressed into him tightly and squeezed as hard as I could. I felt like he could and would drag me with him. He "calmed." I think it was primarily due to the others coming back. 

We all sat down; Alexander sat across from me with Drake and Ulysses on either side of him, while I sat with Wicks on my right and my mom on my right. The heads of the table were Padre and Edgar. 

From the corner of my eye, I saw Wicks wouldn't stop staring at Alexander even as the conversations started. Wicks didn't care for the context of the dumb thing he said.

"Lyn, do you want to try some?" Madre offered beside me. She held up a giant margarita glass with a light green glowing slushie inside it. She stirred it around with her straw and turned it to me. 

Charletta hummed across the table beside Padre, "it's sooo good!~ Try some Lynette," She tapped on the glass and smiled, "it's nonalcoholic!~"

"It might be a little strong," Padre commented. 

"Ella sólo está bebiendo un sorbo," Marde said.

Is it going to kill me? I waited for Padre to argue further or Wicks, but neither did, "okay." I leaned forward to get the straw. I took a small sip and pulled back, "oh, that's so good. It's pineapple cherry!?" Why is it green? I asked in my head.

"I'll get you one," Padre said, getting up. 

"Wait-" I chased after him once he did. I glanced down at his robotic leg on his left side. Before he locked it in, I remember he used to take it off at the dinner table and stumble out of the chair without it. Now that I think about it, I've never seen him fall over. 

Padre purposefully slowed down his usual quick pace. "You don't have to come along, Lyn." He said through a relieved smirk.

"And you don't have to get me a drink! You just sat down to eat. I have water." I told him. The side of the buffet we were at was specifically marked "energy substitutes" and contained various kinds, those that looked normal, like sandwiches, burgers, fries, etc, and some that I didn't; they seemed fairly interesting or disgusting. I wanted to try the one that appeared like little apple slice ducks, except purple, with peach fuzz. I kept that to myself.

"Now we're both not eating," he teased. We walked to the counter between a few dishes with the sign, specialty drinks. There was a giant list of items behind the girl at the counter. I couldn't read any of it. 

Padre ordered the same as Madre's, except he asked for a lighter version. After, we were given our receipt and waited nearby. 

"Scary?"

My eyes stroked over the other individuals inside this giant building. At least everyone in the building looked human. I supposed they remained in their cases. However, for some reason, the light felt like a moodier blue, making the atmosphere very dark or worrying. 

"A-A little. You'd think I'd be used to it by now." I said. I turned my head to peer up at Padre. His hardened eyes stared back, a touch of kindness hidden in their near-gray shade. "I'm worried for you guys."

He raised a brow, and his eyes rested. He looked in the direction of our large table near the back corner. "We're a lot tougher than we look, Lyn." He released a heavy sigh, "Including myself. You're the one we should be worrying about." He ruffled my hair, and I pulled my head away. 

I chuckled dryly. Me? I'm fine. I said in my head, and a question I didn't want to ask came out. "Did you all move a lot because of me?"

The deep, tender tone reached out to me. "Lyn," he pursed his lips, then continued, "it took a while for you to become as you are. The differences in your energy happened very slowly. It only spiked exponentially when that core festered." He explained and took another breath. "Imagine our surprise when we expected your body to fully change, which never did."

You guys don't feel any different. "What do you mean change?"

He held such care, "I've never seen a human change with exposure to magic beings," he admitted. "I've only seen someone born of two magus's or who went to Yexodele. So maybe our excess helped you develop that core, which needed more to fully develop." 

What is he talking about? Core, fully develop? Huh...

"Wicks hasn't talked to you about anything, has he?"

"Not really..." I replied. I haven't really talked to anyone...and I miss it.

My drink was ready, he let me pick it up with both hands, and he walked me back to his table. His messy man-bun nearly coming undone. "why don't you help me make breakfast tomorrow, and I'll catch you up?" He asked.

"That sounds nice." I fought through my nervousness talking to Padre. It was odd. He looked stern and unforgiving, yet he had such an ease to his tone that I felt he'd protect me from the world. It had such a similar warmth to Wicks. 

...

Alexander

He's so annoying. Alexander thought. Why does it matter if I know things about her? We just work together.  

He heard his name sung from across the table. 

"¿No estás comiendo, Alexander?" Lynette's adopted mom asked. 

He gave a half smile. I heard a no, and Alexander?

Wicks gave an eye roll. His voice sounded to insult him, "Alexander solo come humanos."

What did he just tell her? Is humanos, humans? That fucker-

Ulysses spoke, "Alexander's body's a little different than most magus's because of his wendigo half, so it's hard for him to eat a lot of normal food."

Charletta called to him over Ulysses, "do you speak Spanish, Alexander?"

He shook his head, "no."

"Oh, sorry." Their mom gave him a warm smile. "do you have energy in your drink, at least?"

"yeah..." He still could feel Wicks' glued gaze. He looked down at his drink. Energy's not my problem right now. He disliked the feeling in his midsection. It's the fact that I feel empty after drinking this. 

"You could have gotten blood." Her mom pointed out. 

"He hates blood," Drake commented, drinking some himself. 

"Oh, you sound very special." 

Is that an insult? He didn't know what to take from it.

"He is such a sweetheart too." He heard Drake's mom, Danee, from next to Edgar. He stiffened at her declaration. "he's always been there for Drake." She hummed out, "and gosh, does Drake need it."

Alexander glanced over at Drake. He squeezed his blood packet tightly. Now's not the time, Danee. 

"Sweetheart is a STRETCH."

Marsol pulled at Wicks ear and spoke with a huff, "Wicks, ese es tu cuñado sé amable con él."

"aii," Wicks said aloud before she let go. After he rubbed it and sighed, "Lo siento, mamá." Wicks picked up the ketchup for his nuggies. 

The half wendigo's eyes caught Lynette nearing. No. He pushed himself to look away and noticed his dad's heavy stare on Lynette's padre. I haven't seen them talk, why does dad look bothered by him? 

"Wicks, how is the C.P.P.A. on new applicants?" Edgar said aloud, he pressed his hair back and behind his pointed ear, "Wenna's been very interested in submitting one." His question broke Pete's concentration. Alexander's dad saw he stared, and Alexander stared down at his drink instead. He tipped it back.  

Wenna bounced in her seat, "dad, I told you not to mention it...but since you did!" She leaned over on the table and looked across at Wicks. "How much is the pay? How skilled do you have to be? Is there an age requirement per species? Are there certain species that can't join? How much training do you get on the job-"

The burst of questions didn't stop. Wicks first had a slight smile that slowly dropped as the questions continued. Lynette looked as perplexed as everyone at the table did. 

"Wenna-" Danee called. Wenna's excitement drowned out her mother. 

She persisted, and Wicks flipped the ketchup bottle upside down and squeezed. The cap plopped onto the plate, and ketchup erupted over his dinner.

"Ha!" Lynette squeaked before closing her mouth and holding her giggles. 

Wicks turned to her; there wasn't a hint of anger on his face. "How dare you, Lentils! You'll rue the day." 

She giggled some more. I have expected her to cower. Alexander said in his head, a slight relief lifted from him as Wicks gave him a break from the cold stare. 

"Lynette!" Her mom exclaimed. 

"I DID IT BEFORE HE DID IT TO ME THIS TIME!"

Lynette's mom used reversal magic to fix it, and to Alexander's surprise, Wicks answered most of Wenna's questions.

...

Drake

"What happened?" He questioned Alexander once they got back in the van.

Alexander didn't respond.

Wenna peered back at them, "you said something stupid to Wicks, didn't you? He looked like he wanted to kill you the WHOLE time."

Alexander grumbled, "shut up."

"Alex!" Pete's said from the seat beside Wenna. 

Alexander gave a low growl and sighed, "keep your mouth shut, Wenna."

Pete's glared back at his son, "ALEXANDER."

"I didn't cuss!" 

Edgar and Wenna laughed.

"Alexander, you know Wenna's not gonna stop pestering you until you share it, dear.~" Danee cooed. You're as nosy as Wenna. Drake thought, not that he didn't get it from them.

Alexander groaned, "you all-" he glanced slightly at his dad, then continued. "Wicks said some stupid stuff about me not being nice to humans."

Drake threw his hand to his mouth and turned his head away. He poorly held back his laugh. "You-ha-don-haha-don't say."

Wenna chuckled at him too, but not as heavily as Drake.

"YOU have NO right to laugh at me, asshole!" 

"ALEX."

Drake continued to laugh, and he imagined how the conversation went down. "W-what did you say in response?" Drake didn't have to look at Alexander. He heard the embarrassment. 

"Yeah, you said something stupid."

Alexander gestured to Wenna and yelled to his dad, "YOU let her get away with saying I'm stupid, but I tell her to shut up, and I'M THE BAD GUY?"

Pete's looked at the two of them. "No more stupid, shut-ups, or anything from either of you, okay?"

They both agreed. Drake noticed Alexander's childish crossed fingers behind his back, and given that Wenna sat up in her seat, he suspected the same. 

Pete's continued, "what did you tell him, Alexander? You know why he's worried. Lynette's his little sister, and you're not exactly..." His dad paused. 

Alexander grumbled under his breath. "you're all assholes." And he shut his eyes, confessing to his "crimes" "Wicks asked me to name off one thing I knew about Lynette."

It can't be that idiotic, then. You know Lynette plays video games. 

There was a slight hesitation from his best friend, "I thought if I said she plays video games, he'd ask me specific ones, and I didn't know any she's working on currently, so-" his voice sounded gentler when he was flustered. "I told him what I recently found out about her."

It took Drake a few seconds, and he howled from his seat, "DID YOU SERIOUSLY-!AHH-HA!" He turned to his friend, "YOU'RE SO STUPID!" 

Alexander grabbed Drake's fine winter coat collar. Drake didn't care. Edgar's voice stopped Alexanders' insults from flooding out. 

"What did you find out about Lynette?!" A moderately worried curiosity fell from his tone. 

Alexander shook Drake, "forget it!"

"OH!" Danee popped in and clapped her hands together. "Congratulations, sweetie!" She paused and tapped her chin, "Isn't there a rule against not doing anything with your coworkers?"

"WHAT?!" Alexander shouted.

The car burst with life. Everyone either shouted at Alexander or Danee.

"SHE'S A FUCKING MEAL. WHY WOULD I F-" Alexander wanted to bash his head into something. Alexander knew if he did, he'd break what he did it to. Drake got a great look at his tomato-red expression. The boy with bangs over his eyes hadn't laughed this hard in a long time. 

"Alexander, don't call your coworker a meal. She seems nice." Pete's reminded him with secondhand embarrassment. 

"Wicks is going to kiiiillll you.~" Wenna hummed with her snickers. 

Edgar tried to hold a serious demeanor, but the innocence of his wife's celebratory cheer made him smile.

Drake looked over at Alexander, who held his head down in shame. He hated to admit it, but Drake received some satisfaction from his best friend's current misery. It was rare that Alexander was ever knocked down a peg. You're such an idiot, dude.

...

Wicks

"They're dangerous, Lynette. He couldn't even say one thing about you." Wicks groaned as he laid on his side of the pillow wall. Lynette had the side by the wall in case she slept walked. Then she'd have to climb over Wicks.

"I know. I didn't expect him to. Alexander and I haven't exactly carried many conversations." She grumbled, throwing a sheet over herself.

"I'm still mad you never told me."

"And you never told me."

"You know Mom said not to," Wicks replied. It's not like I didn't want to tell you. I simply couldn't argue with her... 

The sour memory entered his head. It would enter his mind when he saw Lynette's face when upset. 

He could never forget the violent shake of her body in his grasp. Nor the sounds of the waves below the cliff striking the sharp rocks at the bottom.

"Would it have been better for them if I was never born?"

He shifted to face Lynette, almost like she had repeated those words now. He met the pillow wall, his sister beyond it. 

Her voice reached him, "I couldn't tell any human outside of work that didn't know about magic!" She declared. "I had no idea you guys were magus's. Other than that...I would have told you."

It still surprised him that she stayed there. He knew how scared Lynette could be. Though her newfound resolve was something he admired too.

"You sounded like you didn't want to."

"You almost attacked Xander," Lynette muttered. She lifted her head up over the pillow wall. Her grassy meadow green eyes squinted at him.

"I assumed he did something unsavory to you. What do you expect?" It will not stop me from killing him next time we're alone. I bet he tries to eat you constantly.

Lynette sighed and plopped back down, knocking one of the pillows onto Wick's face. He laid with it there, a smile on his face from the slight comedy of it.

"Why would you assume something like that! You know I've never even been on a proper date!" Lynette squeaked. 

He eventually pushed the pillow back into place. "YOU DIDN'T COME HOME FOR A DAY OR TWO BEFORE! THEN WITH HIS COMMENT!? WHAT AM I LEFT TO ASSUME..." Wicks threw his body up. He didn't even think about the pillow wall. "Why were you gone? We all reviewed the contract with Edgar...did any of them EAT YOU OUTSIDE OF WORK WITHOUT CONSENT!?"

She was covered in fluff. She pushed them away and spoke. "N-no!" She cried. "I-made a deal with one of them for that, and the other time I was really small, I couldn't go-"

"S-SMALL! LENTILS!!" Wicks picked her up, "What the heck has been happening at that pizzeria!? Someone shrank you down? WHO? What's their name?! Was it Alexander?!" Wicks let her go, and he leaped from the bed. Sorry Charletta, I'm killing him. 

"NO!" Lynette crawled forward and panicked and fell off the bed. She hit the ground nearly face-first and whimpered. 

Wicks went to her immediately and knelt down, "Lentils."

"It wasn't him-he helped watch me one of the days," Lynette replied. She rubbed her forehead for a second. Then her eyes flicked with fear. She remembered something. 

"What's wrong?" Wicks asked. 

"N-nothing," she said. 

He helped her off the floor, "don't nothing me. You look worried. What did he do to you?"

"It's not about him, it- I'm not going to pretend I enjoy him, I don't, but I don't hate him enough for you to fight him. I don't hate any of them enough for that." Lynette said as she climbed back on the bed, "especially not now. Charletta seems to be happy with Ulysses, and Drake isn't bad. He's one of my nicest coworkers on the night crew with me." 

Maybe I should search his registration too. It occurred to Wicks he never even looked at the information Garter sent him. He picked up his phone from the nightstand once they got the pillow wall up once more. 

"One of the nicest doesn't say much," Wicks muttered.

"Wicks," he heard her grumble from beyond. "I'm too tired to argue." 

She got ready for bed. 

"Fine then, I love you, Lentils."

"Love you too, Wicks. Goodnight."

He turned out the light at the nightstand. Darkness filled the room quickly. Wicks pressed his phone to his chest.

I'm sorry, Lentils. I should have been more attentive. There was such a complicated array of feelings rushing through his head. He didn't hate monsters by any means, but he did when Lynette was around them. He hated to imagine her eaten by them. It's not something he cared about with anyone else besides his family. I should have pried. I should have pushed you more. He stared at the ceiling. 

I can't imagine how terrifying that jerk made it for you. Wicks lifted up his phone and opened his messages. 

Garter: Information sent. If you need anything else, boss, give me a ring! 8:52 p.m.

Wicks: Thank you, Garter, and you don't gotta call me boss! 11:34 p.m.

Garter would keep calling him that. Wicks didn't think he deserved it for being a rank higher. 

His eyes scanned the file, reading over the information they had on Alexander. It's legal and real. Wicks noticed Alexander even notified them of the area change. He's at least diligent, I guess...

Wicks skimmed over the other recent activity, right he's partially involved in the Andras case. Such a slippery magus. Wicks read a bit more information on it. Wicks didn't see any big issues for a while besides that and...

He shot up and gasped. His glowing hue focused on Lynette. 

Wicks's chest, specifically his heart, felt squeezed by his fear. 

He scrambled to grab her and stopped. He read over the notes of the incident. 

'Lynette Wayland request: Memory left intact.'

That's-is this the stalker? Were they a monster? He wanted to wake her up. How much have I really been missing? He asked himself. 

His head throbbed with worse scenarios even though she lay next to him. He wanted her to spill everything. He wanted it all now. He didn't want her to ever leave his side again. She was in so much danger. 

That wendigo... Wicks hated him. His opinion wouldn't be swayed, however...If he ever hurts you, I'll kill him. 

He couldn't stop himself. "LYNETTE!" 

She woke up with fright. He couldn't go to bed, and neither would she. He needed to know everything. The desperation ate at him. He didn't know what his mom and dad would think if they found out about the stalking incident. I'm a failure at protecting her. He couldn't even smile anymore. Not that I didn't know that already.

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[new-rosecity]

my fontaine predictions:

Arlecchino is using the twins lyney and lynette to perform a heist to steal the hydro gnosis

lynette is an automaton

we befriend freminet and help him somehow

the traveller gets arrested possibly being framed for stealing the gnosis

the traveller gets locked in a prison and meets the leaked prison girl who may help us escape (possibly into the sewers)

stealth mission 🙏🙏🙏

fontaine has a plot similar to alice in wonderland i.e the archon is the red queen, traveller is alice, freminet is white rabbit ect.

we discover and join a resistance against the justice system in fontaine (spear headed by the hexenzirkle possibly)

another new harbinger shows up (other than arelcchino)

venti and/or zhongli show up

gun weapon

fontaines serenitea pot house will be ethereal

navia becomes my 5 star geo wife

one eng dub character has a goofy posh english or french accent

nilou gets a fontaine quest and a special outfit (performance gala hmmm?) 🙏🙏🙏

(edit) yanfei and possibly heizou join us for a ace attorney trail to prove our innocence

(edit) possible yanfei and mona fontaine outfits

we help charlotte get evidence for a story to take down the justice system in fontaine and create a coup

the archon has a guillotine

there is a mirror of fontaine that is underwater like atlantis (alice through the looking glass type of thing) that we might go to during the archon quest and acts like the chasm in liyue or enkanomiya in inazuma

macron recipe

soup recipe

pet animals (pls hoyo im begging rn)

pls bear in mind i'm guess off not just leaks and genshin's previous plot progression but also things i personally want lol

edit; i wanted to add my totally provable theory about freminet, i think that he is a automaton possibly made by rhinedottir (since the hexenzirkle have heavy ties to fontaine) after freminet drowned as a child - or perhaps gold was trying to create more beings like albedo. the fontaine teaser makes me think that freminent's scene depicts him drowning/almost drowning which could possibly be a flashback or a forgotten memory of his death. i think we also might help 'fix' freminet so he becomes our ally. of course this is just blind speculation on very little evidence but its my little personal theory