#interaction | fethry

[tunnagan]

The red clad Duck Cousin squirmed in the Egghead’s grip as the hold was passed on to Bradford. He remembered this from when Della and Uncle Scrooge almost got thrown in, what was supposed to happen to anyone who went into it. He didn’t want to go away, he wanted to be with his family, his precious cousins. He’d only just connected with his brother again! They were supposed to get together! Him, Gladdy, Abner, Della and- and- What was the last one? There should have been another, he knew it.

But the name didn’t come. Not immediately.

Only when it was too late did it come, “Don-”

And Fethry Duck was gone.

[tunnagan]

❝ Bah, please; ye speak as if anyone in this family wanted anythin' to do with you, ❞ a scoff from the miser as trains a malicious eye at his nephew-in-law. Oh, this is all too EASY… she almost feels bad! ❝ Yer lucky you've got Gladstone, lad, because no one else would want ye. ❞ | @scroogemcdork​

“u-uncle scrooge?” fethry shifts uncomfortably under his uncle’s cruel stare. uncle scrooge has never been warm, but this is different. this is scary in a way the deep depths of the ocean can’t compare to even at it’s most dangerous. “are you feeling okay?” he’s not going to take the words to heart. he won’t let himself. uncle scrooge is hurting, he needs people beside him. “can i help?”

[tunnagan]

“We’re here for the cult stuff.”

“We saw the ad on Craigslist!”

[tunnagan]

“i don’t want to talk to you.” the words are soft, but firm. there’s a waver there, but fethry pushes it down.

[tunnagan]

❛ i’m happiest when i’m with you. ❜ 

@livesforgttn​

“Then it’s a good thing you don’t have to leave me!” Fethry chirps, arms wrapping around his Poe. It’s where they both belong, really - in each other’s arms, together. “I love you so much I don’t know what to do with it all.”

[tunnagan]

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[tunnagana]

“Here, lean on me. I’ll support you.” - poe to fethry | @livesforgttn​

“Ow.” He doesn’t give Poe a chance to take back the offer (not that he thinks he would), taking as much weight as he could off his ankle. It was his own mistake, he’d missed that the step had been slippery. He glances up at his boyfriend, giving him a gentle - if still pain filled - smile. “You smell nice.”

[tunnagana]

“I just... I didn’t want to be alone anymore.”