Gift for Two
This is a gift for Kat, in the RFTH Discord. They're the wife in this, as they are Sergeant Lewis's wife! Welcome to Sargekat.
Elliott Allan sits on the ground with sigh.
This is what? Month 3, ish, of being back in the “Shadow Realm” of where he once went to school. It's admittedly a large change, the biggest is the fact that he now more or less live with a bunch of adults and instead of taking care of one child and his bird, it's 72. Anything to help his friends. Also, what's more time with one of his favorite people? Actually, does Edgar like having a teacher for a father?- Ow, wha- Oh.
Persimmon, his little battle strategist, may be back in her element as he's finally battling again but she doesn't seem to be giving up the fight against his anxiety and inner thoughts. She continues on to peck at his hand until Elliott rose it and casted Prestidigitation, covering the open sky in front of him in gold sparkles. She took to the area, flying expertly around each one.
Elliott's face cracks with a little smile, watching her move. His mind wonders back to what lead him to sitting out in the cold, December 8th, or what that date means now to the staff. No matter how hard she tried, the new Stewardess of Control’s birthday was discovered and now it's coming up to time to celebrate her. As previously stated, he only been here almost 4 months, so only knowing her for that same amount of time.
A squawk of “Seriously?!’ catches his attention as Persimmon flew to his knee.
“You were getting in your head because of a gift? Elliott.”
“I don't know her, Percy!” He responds outloud. Persimmon shakes her head before opening his satchel and diving in.
“What are you doing?” He asks her mentally. Ever since he gotten her, the two can communicate telepathically. Whether she talks to him back like that was up to her, sooner will she slam her body into his to move him instead of just asking. Maybe she doesn't like that only he hear her talk, but everyone else hears squawks, caws, and occasionally “Rally Up!”
“Where is it- How is even your bag of holding disorganized? Look, man, there is more to life than books.”
Elliott scoffs at his bag, then jumps in his seat by someone clearing their throat.
“Who are you talking to?” Sergeant Lewis asks. Speak of the devil and he doth appear, even in the dimension of Uncanny Valley.
“Oh, hello, Sergeant. I am talking to my bird.”
“And she talks back?” Oh, that question out of context makes him seem like a lunatic.
“She does! Either through her beak or just through our minds.” Elliott happily informs, standing up and unintentionally towering over the woman.
“I request a full evaluation of your curse.” What a terrifying question to get asked. Lewis was standing straight, with her arms behind her back, as if she was evaluating him herself.
“For Edgar?”
“For Edgar, yes.”
“I'm the only Allan that had the ability to talk to their bird since the beginning. There have been mutations over each generation of the curse, mine happened to be deeper communication level. My fledgling’s was that his was a crow’s.”
“Fledgling?”
“My nestling grew some wings of his own. Sorry, bird brain, I swear-” That's embarrassing. Eh, actually, giving Ranjit gold jewelry out of nowhere was worse.
“Bird brain?”
“Yeah, as the curse develops, we tend to become more corvid.”
“I want that evaluation, soon.” Sergeant Lewis insists. What she wants she will get, because even if she looks more like she is half his height, she could snap him like the twig he is. Not to mention the way those blue eyes look like they could kill on their own. Especially when she was informing him of Edgar's crush on her…
“Yes, ma’am.” Elliott nods.
Her gaze shift from him to the gold sparkles that were floating around the air. “Now, this.”
He looks back to them, the main light source around.
“How long do these last? And how often can you make them?”
Elliott didn't know what he was expecting, honestly, but it wasn't that. “These last up to an hour. I can do them as often as I want-”
“Good, I would like to request your services then.” Lewis cuts him off. Ah, wait, she is trying to bond with him. This wasn't the first time he had met someone with the same restricted and stunted emotional kinda personality.
He nods, “Just tell me when.”
The Sergeant lifted a hand and waved her hand through the particles. The golden light reflecting off her ring, something she doesn't wear during classes seemingly as Elliott has never seen the wedding band before.
The wedding band itself was silver, but had a unique texture as if it was made from a knife. It also had two K’s holding “hands.”
“You wouldn't happen to know Kat Lewis, would you?” Elliott asked, “Ay high and they are particularly doting?”
Sergeant slowly turned her head, giving him a death glare. “Who are you to say my wife's name?”
“Her friend! I just noticed that you wear an identical ring to her’s! I was a traveling Librarian and they like books! We talk randomly. I was just wondering.” Elliott rambles, shoving his panic down his throat.
She turns back to the sparkles as he takes a breath.
“If it is of any concern, I am on the aroace spectrum, but like, bi, too. However that is meant to be worded.”
“Hm.”
“I've dated Ranjit, you can go ask him, Frank, or Matt!”
She nods, before pausing, then nodding to herself. “Good. When he talked about you, I thought he meant your dad. Good to know that man actually has taste in men.”
Elliott has never been as flabbergasted. “Y-You thought Ranjit dated Elias Allan?”
“Or had weird wishes to.”
In the corner of his eye, he sees Persimmon’s beak fell open in shock too. She was holding his crystal in her wings as she was escaping the bag. She promptly started gagging.
Elliott scopes her up and takes the purple crystal, his eye then catching Lewis’s ring and nodded. He thanks her mentally as she just rages about how disgusting that would've been. He pockets it as he laughs.
“You've upset Persimmon with that.”
They continue to talk.
The next rolls around and he got to work. After consulting with Frank, “Mr. Hebden” he guesses he should say, to see if he had two decently sized gemstone rocks, following a specific set of properties and ended up with a green and pink quartz. Perfectly sized and not as heavy as the one he has for himself.
He eventually rounded up a bunch of specific ingredients and his old notebook. Back in the day, Elliott planned to be a teacher before his dad's insistence and… A certain event happened that ended up being too much for him and it pushed him out of the Plagueround for years to come. It even broke off his relationship and forced him to limit conversations with those remaining in the school. He had planned for Titch leaving the school and studied how they could keep in contact the 10 months he would be at school that isn't as inconvenient as using his own teleporter to go to his house, then drive to his farm and then have to go all the way back. He can't use Titch's and he definitely wouldn't ask Titch to use his, especially now. He ended up making two crystals that could be used to conversate between dimensions and were devices that could be used to make calls between the other stone. It bypassed the no electric restriction and the interdimensional problem with ease, and no one could use them.
Upon touch, his notebook begun to levitate and he mentally flew it to the right page, it wasn't hard to find the page that had his own blood littered on it. He swallows any memories that the page will forever be spilled in and spent the next two hours perfecting his gifts.
Through the grapevine, or straight from the shark's mouth, Elliott heard that Ranjit was bringing Kat Lewis to the school as a surprise to her wife. This saves him the trip over to her place, he guesses. Now, just gotta wait for the fateful day.
Soon enough, 8th of December rolled on in, Elliott sweared that he almost missed it. If it wasn't the first announcement, or the 5th reminder told by Ranjit or the students asking him every class, he might have forgot. Joking aside, it got annoying when Elliot Kelly was screaming it. Then again, it's hard to be not be easily agitated to someone when they unintentionally became a walking reminder of a trauma he realized he never fully healed from. He's trying to not be mean or disrespectful to the man, Kelly does seem like a good man.
He remembers meeting Kelly and then Ranjit pulling him to the side to inform him that “Yes, we know who he looks like” and that he's free to go if it is too much.
“Not when you need me.” He responded, but before the memory could play more, Persimmon nipped at him. She flew off, leading him to his destination.
He followed her to find Lewis and presumably the other Mrs. Lewis sharing a warm embrace. And Ranjit standing next to the pair, happy but obviously awkward. He lights up when he sees someone else.
Elliott flashes a smile and cleared his throat. Only for the mess of black hair grumble against Kerry- He guesses he has to call her Kerry when there's another Lewis about, but it makes him uncomfortable to call her that. They're not that close as of yet- Sergeant’s chest. Sergeant chuckles at her wife and pats her head.
“Sorry to ruin your hug, Kat and Sarge. I have a quick gift to give and activate and you two can go back at it!” Elliott chirps, “Probably going to steal Ranjit while I'm at it.” He winks at him when he notices Ranjit mouths his thanks.
“You didn't have to, Allan.”
“Is it worth you breaking my hug?”
“I'm giving you what is essentially an inner-dimensional cell phone so you can call-” Kat cut him off with joking demands of give me.
He hands Kat the green quartz and Sarge the pink. He then touched both gems, his eyes turned black and feathers spout from his hands to wrap each one. Elliott muttered the enchantment under his breath, both shining… darken? With black light? He struggles to find words that make sense for the way magic is depicting itself. It shown with black light and it was gone even quicker, his eyes returned and he released both items.
“Enjoy, ladies!”
“This is a thing?” Sarge asks, “Since when? Does it truly work?”
“My questions are the same.” Ranjit pipes up, staring at the gemstones.
“It is! It has been since me, I made this technology back when I was in school.” Elliott answers. “Back when I planned to teach here. I have this friend who wanted to go back and farm. I wanted to keep contact with him!”
He attempt to avoid Ranjit’s eyes as they snapped to meet his, the new information startling him.
“And well,” He reached into his bag and pull out an amethyst shard. It lights up when he held it intently, and he spoke into it. “Hey, Titch! What are you doing?”
“Farming aubergines. What else would I be doing?”
“Just checking!”
“Sure. Hey, my boys are okay in there so far?”
“Of course. Both boys are seemingly happy in their groups, Johnny is struggling a bit in English but we're working on it.”
“Thank you. Give Matt my love.”
“Only if you give Derek mine!” Elliott finished the quick conversation. Ranjit gives him eyes that mean, we need to have a conversation now.
“I have a document on how to work it that I can give to you before you two go home.”
“Thank you Elliott, truly.”
“Of course, Kerry, happy birthday. Now, you two enjoy yourselves!”
“We will!” Kat answers.
Ranjit grabbed his hand and pulled him away.
“Tell me they're gay for each other!” Kat questions Sarge.
“Not as much as us, Kat.”