Heeheehoo garbage man time

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Heeheehoo garbage man time
amuse me? no preference on which characters tho go crazy go stupid
Thank you so much ive been meaning to write for these characters for a while tbh and this helped.
Warning for swearing cause Kantet is r00d
“Lighten up a little, would you?” Reedus sneered down at the rock elf who sat ever so glumly at the tavern bar. It wasn’t new to find him like this after a long day, but that didn’t mean Reedus didn’t find it fun to mess with him every time. “Come friend, have a drink and be merry, as the rest are!”
“Piss off, I’m not here to celebrate with round ears and get drunk,” Kantet sighed heavily and shot a glare in the magician’s direction. Reedus of course quickly lifted his hands in defense and twirled a lock of his golden hair.
“Suit yourself,” he cooed as he left to join the others who sat just a bit further down.
Kantet’s gaze followed him over there, he didn’t trust Reedus at all and every fiber of his being told him the man was up to something, but he couldn’t just jump to conclusions. Not when the whole group was on the magician’s side. Slate eyes roved the table, over every member’s face, until he caught on staring back at him.
He growled and rolled his eyes when he saw that it was Hase who was staring back. He turned his eyes back to his glass of water and tried to ignore her, though the look on her face had told him there was no chance now for that.
“Buzz off,” he said before she sat down, tapping the counter with long nails in irritation.
Kantet hated that she ignored him right back and sat down anyways. He also hated the long bouts of silence between them that always happened when Hase was the one to initiate a conversation. It made the awkward feeling ten times more so.
“You know…” she started, taking a sip of her own drink, likely water as well. The two of them weren’t really drinkers like everyone else.
“Can you just say what you need to say and leave?” the rock elf glared, but she didn’t seem fazed.
“We don’t have to accomplish things to celebrate being alive. Just because today is a loss doesn’t mean that we’ve lost our right to be happy,” she said, “You can smile Kantet.”
“And who asked you, huh? You think you can give me sage wisdom because it what Tila would’ve done?” he shot back defensively, “Tila wasn’t my mother, and neither are y-“
Kantet paused when he turned to Hase and she had extended a hand to poke his nose. It was… hard for him to hold up a glare at that, but he did. She probably picked it up from Reedus, which he was a bit glad that this was seemingly all she had picked up from him so far.
“What the hell are you doing?” he sighed and pulled her hand away from his face.
“Cheering you up,” she gave a small smile, and Kantet gave his earlier words a bit more thought than he would’ve had she not thrown him off like that. She was learning quick, and he had to say he was pretty proud of that fact. Bringing up Tila… had been a low blow, even for him, and he felt a little scummy after thinking about it.
“Right…” he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, “I’ll sit over there, but if Reedus so much as looks at me I’m leaving. Cant stand his ass.”
Hase chuckled and stood, “I cant guarantee that…” she stated, leading him towards the merriment and the fun of the celebration. Hard times were ahead, and they’d need all the happiness they could get.
Reedus is an absolute troll. He plays pranks on literally everyone and often times he never feels bad about them, no matter how wrong they go.
Rallis tries to reel him in a lot of the time so that Kantet wont kill him.