#d.falco

[containatrocity]

💭 Duck x Falco

"We were never close growing up and that's my fault. I was too cool for my little brothers and I was... avoidant, after Robbie was born. It was my sins you and Nicky and Cass got saddled with bearing when I left out for basic and when I came back everybody pretended I was some war hero. I'm proud of you. God, I wish a lot of the time I had been you, you know? You resisted mom's every effort to crush the creative that you were- you followed your heart, and left home to make art. I wanted to be a musician, an illustrator, a storyteller- I wanted to be you. I joined the marines, instead. I should have been nicer. To all of you. Shipping back in with presents and trips to the zoo and amusement parks- I know now they never could fix the way I prodded and bullied growing up. I just. thought it was helping. That you kids needed... toughening up."

"I was wrong. I never should have let mom convince me that our shared interest wasn't worth the effort you were putting into it. Maybe we'd be closer now, if I'd tried."

[containatrocity]

It's rare to see Duck so... happy. Sure, there's glimpses, something a little more genuine behind a smile, a spark of mischief in green eyes that implies he's about to do something that would have gotten him in trouble as a boy- but something like this, no care for who might see him embracing the thing that makes him happy- the recent appearances of this version of Duck could be counted on one hand. Which is why, more than likely, it's more of a surprise he's smiling when he creeps up behind Falco, leaning over his brother's shoulder to rest his chin there, the snout of his skeletal mask poking into the younger's eyeline. "Faaaaaaalco!~ Hey bud!"

"HI UNCLE FALCO!" Robin's right at his father's heels, Appearing in front of the two men with his dart gun and an ice-cream sticky smile. "Look- Me and daddy made my nerf gun dirty." He holds it up proudly- the once bright plastic repainted in coppers and browns to better fit the boy's costume. "And I didn't even make a mess or nothin'." Duck chuckles, straightens up and properly greets his brother with a sidelong hug.

"He's been an absolute menace all week with the damn thing, I swear. He was hopin' we'd bump into ya though, wanted to show you our art project together- was just a little weathering, but I let him take the lead on most of it. How you enjoyin' things, bud? Ain't caught up with ya without mama loomin' around the corner in a hot minute."

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