#when maddie left chimney the interviews didn’t tell us if she would come back

[buddiebitch]

okay but like they have said multiple times that it's probably not gonna happen. ryan has said Eddie is heterosexual like three times in that interview. jlh said it's probably time to throw in the towel give up. like they are telling you guys it's not happening. and yeah maybe down the line they'll change their minds and if they do that's great, but guys they have said buddie is not happening several times already

okay but what i’m saying is that interview questions are intentionally answered vaguely for a reason. they want people to make assumptions but they don’t want to actually give anything away about future storylines.

when they do an interview it’s about the episodes up until now, not explaining potential future episodes.

ryan referring to eddie as heterosexual makes sense seeing as he canonically is heterosexual, obviously he’s being played as a heterosexual man as of now. that doesn’t tell us that he won’t question his sexuality, nothing about that interview ruled out that as a future possibility but people are acting like it has.

jlh saying buddie won’t happen (may not happen? can’t remember the wording exactly) could be her opinion, could be someone above her told her to say that, could be “letting us down easy”, could be intentional misleading. people are acting like she said 100% for a fact it’s never happening and she knows it. even if she thinks it isn’t happening. even if some writer or producer told her to say that it still has no bearing on the future of the show.

that just isn’t how PR and tv interviews work, they aren’t going to give us strict answers, that would defeat the purpose of watching the show if interviews just gave us the answers.

they literally have not said that buddie isn’t happening, and they haven’t said it is. for every interview you can find suggesting it won’t happen i can find just as many insinuating that it will. they want people the make assumptions and discuss the show, so they’re all over the place with how they answer questions, to give us stuff to think about, give us stuff to discuss, drive up interest, maybe mislead us from figuring out what might happen.

either way no one knows until the episodes come out.

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If you’re still doing the prompts thing, could you do #20 (“This is, without a doubt, the stupidest plan you’ve ever come up with...I’m in.”) with Buddie from 9-1-1 please? And if not, no worries. :)

Hey there, sorry this took so long. Sometimes my brain just doesn't want to cooperate...

Anyway, hope you enjoy (I changed the prompt a lil)

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“Here.” The beer appears in Buck’s peripheral vision, and he reaches for it, fingers slipping in the cool condensation that beads down the side of the bottle.

“Thanks man.” He takes a long sip and stares out into the backyard. “Oh, hey. How were parent teacher interviews yesterday?”

Eddie groans and drops heavily onto the porch swing, throwing his legs up on the railing beside Buck’s.

“They were fine,” he says, taking a long drink from his beer.

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound fine,” Buck says, twisting to face Eddie. “Is everything okay with Chris? Is there—"

“Christopher’s fine.” Eddie cuts Buck off before he can get too worked up. “He’s doing well in school, got lots of friends.”

“Oh.” Buck takes a sip of his own drink. “So, what’s the matter then?”

Eddie pulls his feet from the railing and plants them on the porch.

“He’s got this one teacher, and every time I see her, she’s got something to say about me being a single dad.” Eddie leans forward, his elbows braced on his knees. “Like I’m not good enough for him on my own.”

“You know that’s bullshit,” Buck says. “You’re a great dad.”

Eddie just waves him off.

“Anyway, she was going on about my job and how the long hours aren’t fair on Chris and how alone he is... anyway... Chris told her he’s not alone. He said he’s got me and Carla, Pepa and Abuela and... his Buck.”

“Of course, Eds, you know we’re all there for Chris.”

“I know but, I just—I don’t know why I said it.” Eddie leans back against the swing, staring out into the night.

“Said what?”

“I may have told her we were together...”

The half-mouthful of beer goes down the wrong hole and Buck chokes.

“What?” He wipes his sleeve against his mouth to catch the liquid that’s spilled down his chin.

“It just came out. She kept going on about the type of home environment I was providing, and I know I shouldn’t have let it get to me, but—Chris was so excited. I tried to tell him it wasn’t true—"

“Eddie, it’s fine.” Buck fidgets with the label on his bottle. He can’t quite bring himself to look at his best friend, afraid his face will give him away. It makes sense now why Chris was so happy to see him today, and perhaps why it had taken so long for Eddie to get him into bed. “You need to tell him though.”

“I know.” Eddie sighs and drains his beer. “I honestly didn’t think he’d be excited about the prospect of me dating again. We haven’t really talked about it.”

Buck isn’t excited about the idea of Eddie dating again, dating someone else. He keeps his mouth shut though and finishes his beer. The seeds of a very terrible, stupid plan start to take root in his brain.

“Hey, if uh,” the words stick in his throat. “If you need some time, to tell Chris, I don’t mind pretending for a day or two.” Buck’s heart is pounding so loud in his chest, he wonders if Eddie can hear it too. “Just until you do.”

Eddie laughs, tipping his head back against the seat.

“That is, without a doubt, the stupidest idea you’ve ever come up with...” he says, still chuckling.

“Ha, yeah,” Buck plasters a grin on his face. “Pretty stupid.”

“You know what, I’m in,” Eddie says, regaining his composure. “Just for a day or so. I’ve got the rest of the parent teacher interviews tomorrow night and then I’ll sit Chris down and explain it was a misunderstanding.”

“What about the rest of the team?” Buck asks. “We’ve got a ten-hour shift tomorrow. What happens if they find out?”

“They won’t.” Eddie’s tone is warm and reassuring but Buck shakes his head.

“It just takes one,” he points out. “If Maddie finds out, she’ll tell Chim. And if Chim finds out—” he lets his head tip back with a groan, “—he’ll tell everyone.”

“Is it really that big of a deal?” Eddie asks him, planting his feet back on the porch and sitting up.

Yes, because if people find out that they’re ‘dating’ they’ll have questions and Buck can’t handle that kind of scrutiny, not when he’s already harbouring major feelings for his best friend.

“No,” he says instead. “I guess not. It’s just one day. What’s the worst that could happen?”

~

Buck pulls up at the station bright and early the next morning. He parks beside Eddie’s truck, a smile spreading across his face when he realises he has Chris with him.

“Bucky!” Chris's whole face lights up and he throws his arms around Buck.

“Hey bud.” Buck ruffles the kid’s hair and walks with them towards the firehouse. “What are you doing here?”

“Pepa’s running late,” Eddie explains. “She got caught up in traffic, so she’s going to pick Chris up from here. She shouldn’t be long,” he says, addressing Bobby this time.

“It’s not a problem. You hungry Chris?” Bobby asks, matching Chris’ pace as they head for the stairs. “I’ll see what I can rustle up for breakfast and you can tell me all about school.”

Chris nods along enthusiastically, following on behind Bobby.

“Hey Christopher.” Chimney leans over the balcony rail. “You got any fun stories for us kid?”

“Oh yeah!” Chris hands his dad one of his crutches so he can free up a hand to grip the stair rail. “Did you guys know Dad and Buck are dating?”

Every eye in the building turns to them.

The thing about the station is that it’s never truly quiet. There’s always some noise, some movement, no matter the time of day. But in that moment Buck could have heard a pin drop.

Hen is the first to break the silence.

“Alright, pay up.” She waves her fingers in Chim's face. “Better luck next time boys,” she crows, holding out her hands.

“I definitely heard you say November,” Chimney argues.

“I said, before November.” Hen grins. “It’s before November. Now pay up.”

“You couldn’t have waited just a few more weeks?” Chimney asks them. “Really, is that too much to ask?”

“What is happening right now?” Buck stares at his friends in disbelief. “Have you all been taking bets on us?”

Hen and Chimney share a look. “Uh, yes.”

They say it together, Hen bursting into laughter at the indignation on Buck’s face. “Oh please, you think you’re so hard to read? You wear your heart on your sleeve, Buckaroo. I read you.”

She counts the money she’s won, stuffing the notes into her pocket. “You boys just paid for my anniversary dinner. I can’t wait to tell Karen.” She pauses. “I don’t suppose you two also offer babysitting services?”

Buck bites his lip to hold back the panic clawing at his chest. His gaze flicks to Eddie, laughing and reassuring Chris that he’s not in trouble for spilling the beans. He’s acting like it’s nothing—like their whole team hasn’t been plotting behind their backs.

Eddie had promised that no one else would know, but that had gone down the drain in seconds. And now what? Do they keep up the lie or do they come clean? The idea of telling everyone that it’s not real is worse than knowing they’d been betting on him and Eddie getting together. Or do they already know that too? Maybe that’s the next bet and they’re all just waiting.

“I, uh—” Buck takes a half step back. “I’ll just be back in a minute.”

He doesn’t run for the stairs. He keeps his gait even until he’s at the bottom of the staircase and then he makes his escape to the bathrooms.

Buck spends the rest of the day avoiding the team. Well, avoiding them as much as he is able while still doing his job. While they’re at the station, he finds chores to keep himself busy, ignoring the looks he gets from Hen and Chim and ignoring the friendly teasing that he can’t take a joke.

Avoiding Eddie is the worst. Buck can’t bring himself to do it. He constantly finds himself gravitating back towards his best friend, drawn like a moth to a flame.

Buck keeps waiting for Eddie to pull him aside and ask why he’s not keeping his end of the bargain. Eddie keeps looking over at him, face pinched with an expression Buck can’t quite name. He’s probably pissed Buck couldn’t even keep it up for twenty-four hours, and now they’re both going to look like fools in front of the rest of the team.

~

“Thought I’d find you hiding in here.”

Buck glances up from the bunk to catch Bobby leaning in the doorway.

“I’m not hiding.”

“Good, because lunch is ready.” He goes to leave, then stops, rapping his knuckles against the door frame. “For what it’s worth Buck, we’re happy for you. Both of you.”

“Thanks Bobby.” Buck stands slowly, inhaling deeply. He can do this. He can pretend to be dating Eddie in front of his co-workers while also somehow pretending that he’s not wildly in love with his best friend. He’s got this, no problem.

Buck lets the breath go in a rush.

He’s so fucked.

Everyone’s eyes look up as Buck reaches the kitchen. He’s the last to sit and there’s just the one spare seat left beside Eddie.

As he settles into the chair, Eddie bumps their knees together under the table and offers Buck a reassuring smile.

“So,” Chim says reaching for the salad bowl. “I need details. When did this start?” He gestures between the two of them with the salad tongs before loading up his plate.

“Yeah, how long have you been keeping this from us?” Albert pipes up.

Buck swallows against the lump in his throat. They should have come up with something, just in case, but now they have nothing and—

“It was a few weeks after I got home from the hospital.”

Buck glances across at Eddie, brows knit together in confusion.

“I’d broken up with Ana and Buck was over a lot, helping with Chris,” Eddie explains, accepting a plate from Hen. “There was this one day. Buck had just got back after dropping Chris at school and we realised Chris had forgotten to take this book he’d wanted for show and tell.”

Buck can feel his frown deepening. He remembers this.

“Anyway, Buck wanted to go all the way back to Chris’ school to give it to him. Wouldn’t take no for an answer.” Eddie’s looking at him now, holding Buck’s gaze as he recounts the story. The whole team is looking at them, the heat of their scrutiny makes Buck squirm in his seat. “I said it didn’t matter, Chris could just take it another day, but Buck said—"

“It matters to Chris.” Buck feels his face flush. At the time, Eddie had laughed and said something about Buck being too good for them before Buck had run out of the house clutching the book.

“It just kind of hit me, you know?” Eddie finally looks away, reaching for the bread rolls in the middle of the table. “Just how lucky I am to have him and how much he cares about us and… I kissed him.”

There’s a collective gasp from around the table and all eyes turn back on Buck.

“And what did you do, Buckaroo?” Hen asks, leaning forward in her seat.

“I uh—” Buck glances at Eddie, eyes wide. “I kissed him back?”

“Yeah, and it was about damn time,” Chimney shouts around a mouthful of pasta. “You guys are so cute. It’s disgusting.”

~

The rest of the shift is better after that. Everyone seems satisfied by their story and Buck lets himself fall back into his regular comfortable rhythm, hanging with Eddie between call outs. There is still some awkwardness to it, Buck can’t stop his mind from wandering back to that morning, imagining what it would have been like if it had gone more like Eddie’s story. He’s surprised Eddie even remembered it, it had been just another day between the regular doctor and physical therapy appointments that consumed his every waking minute.

He waits until later that night to say anything. Chris is in bed and they’re back on the porch nursing a beer each.

“Can I, uh, ask you a question?” Buck tears at the label on his bottle. “That thing you said at lunch, about how we got together…” He trails off, not quite sure how to verbalise the whirlwind of feelings it had stirred in him.

“Yeah, well I had to say something convincing,” Eddie says, taking a sip of his beer.

“Oh, right. Yeah.” Buck had spent the whole afternoon thinking that maybe, just maybe his feelings for Eddie weren’t as one-sided as he’d initially thought. This though, this is like a bucket of ice water to the face. “I don’t think I can do this, Eds.”

Eddie’s head jerks up.

“I thought I could pretend, but I can’t.”

“Why did you suggest it then?” Eddie doesn’t sound angry. Buck almost wishes he did, it would be easier if the were both yelling at each other. Anything would be better than the soft disappointment in Eddie’s tone.

“I thought—” Buck takes a breath and tries again. “I wasn’t thinking when I suggested it. I think there was just a part of me that thought that getting to pretend with you was better than nothing. It’s not though, it just made it that much more obvious how much I want this— want us.” Putting down his beer, Buck goes to stand. “I’m sorry. I’m gonna go—”

“Wait. Buck.” Eddie catches his arm. “I should have kissed you.”

“What?”

“Chris’ show and tell. I didn’t kiss you that day, but I wanted to. You were just out the door so damn fast.”

“You wanted to kiss me?”

Eddie pulls him back down onto the swing with a fond eyeroll. “We’re you not listening to my story at lunch?” he asks, voice teasing. “I meant what I said about how it just hit me. You’re amazing Buck, and Chris and I are both so lucky to have someone like you, someone who cares with everything you have. I think I’ve loved you for a while, but that morning I knew.”

“I love you too.” Buck knows he’s grinning like an idiot, but right now he doesn’t care. “I know you didn’t kiss me back then but… you can kiss me now.”

And Eddie does.

It starts off soft and slow—a tentative brushing of their lips, but then as neither of them back off it grows more desperate. Buck curls his fingers in the hem of Eddie’s shirt, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

When he finally pulls away, they’re both red-faced and breathing hard.

“So, I guess this means we don’t need to break up,” Buck says with a laugh.

“No,” Eddie agrees. “I plan on keeping you around for a long time.”

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Buck/Eddie: I Would Give My Life Before I Break This Promise to You

Fandom: 9-1-1

Pairing: Buck/Eddie

Prompt: Shot with an Arrow (for Bad Things Happen Bingo) @badthingshappenbingo​

Summary: It should have been a relatively simple rescue operation, but now Buck is literally pinned to the telephone pole and Eddie won't leave him behind.In which Buck gets shot by crossbow bolts while trying to rescue a wounded man at the top of the telephone pole, and Eddie risks his life to make sure Buck gets down alive.

I got a Bingo on my Bad Things Happen Bingo card!

Thanks so much to 9-1-1 Lone Star for providing me with crossbow lady shooting at the telephone pole, thus allowing me to figure out how to get Buck and Eddie shot by arrows!

Thanks so much to @buddie-buddie​ and @moviegeek03​ for  being amazing soundboards and advice givers and cheerleaders as I tried to plot out and finish this story!

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"The person who called it in thought he might have had a heart attack," Bobby said, gesturing towards the telephone pole. Almost at the very top, they could just see a man slumped backwards, unmoving.

"Both of them?" Chimney asked in disbelief, crouching down next to another unmoving man, this one sprawled on the ground directly next to the telephone pole. Hen knelt by the man's head, gently examining the bloody wound on the back of his scalp. Picking up the two pieces of the nearby safety rope, Chim held one piece in each hand. "It looks like something snapped this right in two."

"Be careful up there," Bobby cautioned, as Eddie finished putting on his harness and checking that Buck's was secure. "Eddie, we need Hen and Chim down here to handle the injuries from the fall, so check him out as quickly as you can, and then you and Buck bring him down fast. Something seems off here."

"Got it," Eddie and Buck responded at the exact same time, and they both chose to ignore the laughter coming from Hen, Chimney, and if they looked close enough, even Bobby.

"I'll head up first so I can start evaluating," Eddie said, beginning the ascent, Buck waiting until Eddie was high up enough for him to start climbing too.

"Yeah, there's a lot of blood, definitely not a heart attack," Eddie commented, reaching the unconscious man. He had just started examining the wound when a loud thwack sounded, followed by another. "Shit, what the hell?" Scrambling up on the small ledge, Eddie immediately reached down to grab Buck's hand and swing him up next to him, but Buck didn't reach back.

"Kinda stuck here, Eds," he heard Buck groan out, and Eddie's breath caught in his throat. He slid his upper body over the edge, hoping against hope he wouldn't see his fear manifested, but there was Buck, pinned to the pole by a crossbow bolt straight through the right side of his stomach. Blood was dripping far too fast down his side, and Eddie heard a whimper of pain escape from Buck's lips.

"It's okay, Buck, it's going to be okay," Eddie promised, voice shaking, as he reached for his radio. "Guys, we need some help here, fast! Someone's shooting at us, they've got a crossbow, and Buck's hit! We're pinned down, they-" Quickly scanning the houses nearby, Eddie fought back the terrifying memories of being pinned under fire, of death and bullets and knowing he couldn't save everyone...Buck didn't have the time...Eddie called up his training instead, spying the window cracked up and radioing down the location.

"Eddie, you need to get out of here," Buck begged, as another thwack sounded just next to Eddie's hand, the bolt quivering as it stuck fast in the wooden pole.

"Not happening, Buck," Eddie swore, and he could see Buck start to shake his head.

"Eddie, please, you need to go!" Buck pleaded, and Eddie could see the blood, the pain, the life draining out of Buck's eyes, even though everything was blurring and hazing through Eddie's frantic tears and---

"Buck, I'd throw myself over you like a shield, okay?" Eddie finally snapped, and even through the fog of pain those words cut straight through to Buck. "Trust me, that was my first instinct. It's taking everything I have in me not to do it. But that would be only be a short term fix, okay? We need to get you safe and down from here, and that means I'm coming over to cut through that bolt."

Before Buck could answer, there was another loud thwack and Eddie felt his heart leave his body as another bolt shot straight through Buck's side again, and Buck screamed in pain before going completely limp, dangling from the harness, still pinned there by the two arrows piercing his body.

Eddie screamed, gutteral and raw and world-ending, throwing himself over the ledge, fingers scrambling to find a purchase on the side of Buck's neck. When he finally felt the too slow but still present pulse, Eddie let out a ragged sob, before beginning to cut off just enough of the first bolt to free Buck, but still keep the majority inside his body and stable so he wouldn't bleed out in Eddie's arms. And wasn't that a thought Eddie never, ever wanted to have flash through his brain again.

This time there wasn't any noise, the bolt digging itself in and through the meat of Eddie's shoulder but not close enough to reach the wood of the pole. Gritting his teeth, Eddie kept moving, taking Buck's weight on despite the agony shooting through his arm, focusing everything he had on cutting through that last bolt and lowering them both down. He didn't register anything else, didn't even notice the arrows had stopped flying, that his team had found their way into the house and stopped that danger. Later he would be ashamed he'd forgotten about the injured man that had originally brought them here, but Bobby would assure him that someone else had gone up right after and grabbed him, that the man was going to be okay.

When they reached the bottom of the pole, Eddie quickly unhooked Buck's harness before freeing his own. Clutching Buck in his arms, he stumbled towards the ambulance, feeling Hen and Chimney and Bobby around him, but refusing to relinquish Buck to anyone else. It wasn't until he saw Buck safely onto the stretcher that Eddie let his own eyes close, collapsing onto the ambulance floor.

****

Eddie's eyes shot open, once again ignoring his throbbing shoulder as he fought to sit up. Maddie was immediately in his line of sight, gently easing him back down with a soft smile. "He's okay, Eddie, I promise, Buck's okay," she murmured reassuringly, "you saved him."

Maddie looked to her right and Eddie followed her gaze, tears springing to his eyes as he saw Buck resting peacefully on a hospital bed just a few feet away. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the steady rise and fall of Buck's chest, the gauze expertly covering the wounds on his stomach.

"Can you-please-"Eddie couldn't even find the words, every one of his senses attuned to the man so close yet far too far away. But Maddie knew immediately what he meant, good-naturedly rolling her eyes as she beckoned to Chimney, who had just entered the room.

"We tried to tell them to just stick you two in the same bed..." Chim teased gently, earning a grateful smile from Maddie as Eddie let out a shaky laugh. Sliding under Eddie's good shoulder, Chim gingerly eased him the few feet to Buck's bedside, lowering him down into the chair as Maddie followed with the IV and readjusted Eddie's sling.

"The doctors say he'll definitely need to take a while to recover, but no vital organs were hit, and you keeping the bolts in kept him from bleeding out," Maddie said, eyes filling with tears as she bent down and pressed a soft kiss to the top of Eddie's head. "You saved his life, Eddie, I can never, ever thank you enough for that."

"There's nothing I wouldn't do for him," Eddie stated simply, unable to find it within himself to have a single anxiety about speaking those words out loud to someone else.

"He feels the same about you," Maddie answered with a smile, squeezing Eddie's hand. "I'll let him fill you in on that himself when he wakes up. What I can tell you is the others are still giving their statements to the police. The team got them to interview Chimney first so he could come be with me."

"Turns out the crossbow lady was convinced the telephone companies were using their equipment to send out energy beams that would bring about an apocalypse," Chimney said with a sigh and a shake of his head. "Not gonna lie Eddie, watching that from the ground...I'm just really glad you're both okay."

***

The same second Eddie felt Buck's fingers twitch in his hand, he heard the voice he knew better than his own mumbling an "Eddie?", face scrunching up in discomfort and confusion. Then "Eddie!" Buck suddenly yelled, flailing as he tried to get himself upright.

"I'm here," Eddie said urgently, squeezing Buck's hand, letting out a sigh of relief when Buck met his gaze and immediately calmed down. Seeing Buck's gaze land on Eddie's sling, Buck's eyes immediately filling with fear, Eddie carefully slid the top of his sling to the side so Buck could see the patch of bandages and gauze. "One of the bolts got me, but it looks to me like it's just fine. Hurts, but still full range of motion." Sighing, Eddie let his sling fall back into place, clutching Buck's hand in his again.

"You got hit by one?" Buck's eyes were wide and horrified, and Eddie hurried to speak before Buck could say exactly what Eddie knew he would say.

"I would never have left you," Eddie vowed, bowing his head to press his forehead against Buck's. "You could never have gotten me to leave you. I would have taken every single one of those hits for you if I could have. I promise. You have to know that, Buck."

Tilting his head, Buck lay a soft kiss on Eddie's lips, blinking back tears even while he laughed at the blush tinting Eddie's cheeks. "I hoped you felt the same," Buck murmured, sighing happily as Eddie pressed a kiss behind his ear. "I mean I clearly am not happy about the part where you got hurt, but you're really hot when you're all protective and dramatic."

"Remind me of that when we get home," Eddie said with a grin, kissing Buck's forehead. "I've got some romance to show you too."

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All of this!! Ofc Ryan can't call Eddie anything but heterosexual because then he'd spoil a huge reveal later!! And I believe JLH purposely said that as a red herring and it's not fact.

okay but like they have said multiple times that it's probably not gonna happen. ryan has said Eddie is heterosexual like three times in that interview. jlh said it's probably time to throw in the towel give up. like they are telling you guys it's not happening. and yeah maybe down the line they'll change their minds and if they do that's great, but guys they have said buddie is not happening several times already

okay but what i’m saying is that interview questions are intentionally answered vaguely for a reason. they want people to make assumptions but they don’t want to actually give anything away about future storylines.

when they do an interview it’s about the episodes up until now, not explaining potential future episodes.

ryan referring to eddie as heterosexual makes sense seeing as he canonically is heterosexual, obviously he’s being played as a heterosexual man as of now. that doesn’t tell us that he won’t question his sexuality, nothing about that interview ruled out that as a future possibility but people are acting like it has.

jlh saying buddie won’t happen (may not happen? can’t remember the wording exactly) could be her opinion, could be someone above her told her to say that, could be “letting us down easy”, could be intentional misleading. people are acting like she said 100% for a fact it’s never happening and she knows it. even if she thinks it isn’t happening. even if some writer or producer told her to say that it still has no bearing on the future of the show.

that just isn’t how PR and tv interviews work, they aren’t going to give us strict answers, that would defeat the purpose of watching the show if interviews just gave us the answers.

they literally have not said that buddie isn’t happening, and they haven’t said it is. for every interview you can find suggesting it won’t happen i can find just as many insinuating that it will. they want people the make assumptions and discuss the show, so they’re all over the place with how they answer questions, to give us stuff to think about, give us stuff to discuss, drive up interest, maybe mislead us from figuring out what might happen.

either way no one knows until the episodes come out.