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who would be the one to randomly adopt a puppy without consultation ⇀ Ernest brings home a whole box of puppies that were left on the side of the road and begs Tuck to let them all stay.
who would force the other to take aesthetic pictures of them ⇀ Both of them but when one looks at the camera roll it always ends up just being a bunch of stupid selfies of the other.
who would do stuff they think is stupid just to make the other one happy ⇀ Both. Especially when one is in a bad mood.
who picks out the horror movies to watch just so the other will cling to them ⇀ They cling to each other there is no shame in this friendship anymore
who is constantly studying and who is constantly trying to distract them ⇀ TUCK is constantly studying and Ernest is constantly distracting bothering him
who initiates the facetime calls whenever they’re separated ⇀ They have an agreed-upon time and Ernest gets mad if Tuck misses it
who is more likely to storm out after a fight and who is more likely to cry when they do ⇀ Tuck is more likely to storm out, but both of them cry
who stays up way too late binge-watching their favorite shows ⇀ Tuck. Ernest ends up staying up with him by default.
who bites the other’s ear when they’re feeling frisky ⇀ Neither and if either one bit the other, the one who got bit would make a point of getting rabies shots as a joke yes they’d literally suffer through a giant ass needle injection just to fuck around with each other
who sprays the other with water when they’re washing the car ⇀ Ernest initiates the water fight and then runs for his life because he knows Tuck’s retaliation is deadly
who has more fun decorating the house during holidays ⇀ They casually invite their girl friends over with the underlying motive of roping them into decorating the house for them
who is more likely to give the silent treatment when they’re mad at the other ⇀ Ernest is more likely to give the silent treatment and it annoys Tuck to no end
who plays with the others’ hair more ⇀ Ernest has been messing with Tuck’s hair since they were six year old babies
who is more likely to climb all over the other one when they’re bored ⇀ Both
who tries to kiss the other as often as they can ⇀ Neither because it’s a running joke that Tuck’s not a good kisser
who pouts when the other one tells them to shut the fuck up ⇀ They don’t tell each other to stfu excuse me
who initiates the sex and who walks away when the other is riled up ⇀ Neither thx
who always forgets the umbrella and who holds it when they actually have one ⇀ Ernest relies on Tuck to remember it, and if Tuck forgets it then they’re fucked. They fight over who gets to hold it because they both know that the one who holds it is the one who gets the least wet.
who demands showering first in the mornings ⇀ Tuck.
who sneaks into the shower with the other one in the mornings ⇀ Neither but Tuck will occasionally run in, turn the lights off and run out
who prefers riding the roller coasters and who prefers playing the games ⇀ Both of them like roller coasters but their priority always ends up being beating each other at the games. “Best 2 out of 3″ takes up the whole day.
who will text the other one thirty times in a row until they respond ⇀ They do it to each other honestly
who always forgets to charge their phone overnight ⇀ Ernest.
who comes up behind the other and slide their hands into their back pockets ⇀ Neither thx
who tries to get hugs from the other as often as they can ⇀ They’re always hugging each other for everything
who is louder and who constantly has the tell the other to be quiet ⇀ Ernest is generally louder but the more excited Tuck gets, the louder he gets and Ernest always has to remind him not to shout in his ear.
(WELCOME TO HELL) Befriend Me, «, ☼ , Sleep, Cook
Befriend Me – our characters meeting for the first time
“HEY!” Ernest shouted angrily as another boy backed into the block tower he’d been building. The whole thing came crashing down, and with it the little six year old’s dreams of having the highest tower in class. “Why’d you do that?” He demanded, getting a good look for the first time at his brand new enemy. The other boy looked remorseful, but as young as he was, Ernest couldn’t understand that – all he knew was that the tower was gone, and it was his fault.
“I didn’t mean to.” He protested. “I’m Tuck.” Ernest glared at him as the boy stuck his hand out, waiting for him to shake it, apparently. Who was this kid? Ernest didn’t think anyone besides weird adults who tried to be his friend did that. He glanced to where Tuck had been sitting before he ruined his masterpiece. He’d been coloring, and Ernest was determined to get him back. Instead of answering, he got up and scribbled all over his picture. “HEY!” Tuck’s eyes widened to the size of golf balls, clearly appalled that someone would do that after he’d offered to shake their hand. “What was that for, I said it was an accident!” His eyebrows scrunched together in anger as Ernest folded his arms over his chest. “Well now we’re even.” He said, satisfied. “No, now we’re even.” Tuck said right as he picked up one of Ernest’s crayons and broke it in half. “That’s not fair, we were even before!” The two continued like this back and forth, arguing and terrorizing each other’s belongings before their teacher forced them to sit next to each other in time out chairs.
They sat in angry silence, shoving each other every so often when they knew their teacher wasn’t watching, until finally Ernest turned to face Tuck in his chair. “…I’m sorry for coloring on your picture. And for stealing your snacks. And telling the teacher you said a bad word.” Tuck stared at him out of the corner of his suspiciously, studying him for a few seconds before answering back. “I’m sorry for breaking your crayons, and pouring your juice down the sink.” “And?” Ernest demanded. “And for ACCIDENTALLY knocking over your tower over.” He finished, holding out his hand again. This time, Ernest shook it.
Sleep – my character snuggling in bed with yours.
Most nights, Ernest did his best to keep up with Tuck, he really did. Tonight, though, he was just so exhausted – when Tuck wandered over to his room at 3 AM, searching for the late night companionship he so often found in his best friend, it was all Ernest could do not to beg him to go to sleep. He knew that wasn’t fair though; and at that point, his body was as used to running on little to no sleep as his friend’s. Not allowing Tuck to be alone with his thoughts was far more important, but in that moment, he just couldn’t drag himself out of bed. Physically, he really didn’t feel like he could do it. So instead he did what any good friend would do – he rolled over, making space for Tuck to sleep on the right side ( he had this stupid superstition that if he literally woke up on the right side of the bed, he’d have a better day, and of course, Ernest did nothing but indulge it ) and patted the now empty spot next to him.
“Let’s give the car a rest tonight buddy, I think it’s had enough joy rides for the week.” He mumbled, fighting through the fog of sleep as Tuck climbed into the bed the two had shared so many times before. The longer they talked, the easier it was for Ernest to shake off his exhaustion, and soon enough, both were laughing and cracking jokes until Tuck’s voice took on a more serious tone.
“E, you know how much I appreciate this, right? You staying up with me almost nightly, I mean.” He was shifting in his spot, and Ernest could tell he felt bad – he could hear it in his voice, could feel it radiating next to him. “Hey.” He nudged his friend, grabbing his face as Tuck had done to him so many times in the past when he needed to talk him out of a bad decision – or threaten him into a good one. “You’re way more important than sleep, alright? I’d choose you any day of the week, any time of the year.” Their eyes had gotten adjusted enough to the dark by that point that Ernest could see into his clearly, and if the eyes were really the window to the soul, he swore he could see Tuck’s relaxing as the words left his mouth. “You’re the best fucking friend this side of the Earth, you know that?” Ernest’s eyes were closed by then, but still, he could feel the smile on Tuck’s face through those words, and it made him smile too. “Yeah I know. And also on the other side of the earth, let’s not forget that.” He laughed, his voice plagued with sleep once again as he threw both his arms around Tuck in a smothering hug. The first time Ernest had done this, Tuck had complained tremendously, saying that he wasn’t a teddy bear, but years of being subjected to this had rendered him completely used to it – and even appreciative of it as the he drifted off.
Cook – our characters cooking together.
Tuck was about to go into cardiac arrest. He hated when Ernest did this – his best friend was infamous for it. To Ernest, instructions were more of a suggestion than anything else, and it drove Tuck crazy ever since they were kids. They’d build lego sets together and immediately Ernest would throw out the instructions and try to figure it out on his own (of course, he’d also get frustrated when he couldn’t figure it out, to which Tuck always pointed out that the instructions would’ve been useful). It’d even carried over into adulthood. When the two decided to get an apartment together, most of their furniture came from ikea, and Ernest had insisted not to bother paying extra to have someone assemble it for them because come on man, it’s not that hard we’re both smart we can totally figure it out – yeah right. The first piece that had gotten delivered, Tuck had to deal not only with Ernest ignoring the instructions, but also with him wanting to give up before they’d barely even started. They’d both ended up splitting the costs to have everything built for them. And now, after they’d each decided they were sick of diner food, they set out to cook a meal for themselves – or at least tried to.
“This would be a thousand times easier if you would just follow the recipe.” Tuck argued, watching anxiously as Ernest dumped ingredient after ingredient into the pan – without measuring anything. “Will you relax? It’s gonna be fine, the recipe is just supposed to give you like, an idea of what to do.”
“No. No, Ernest, recipes are there for you to follow exactly so the food will come out the way its supposed to.” The two went back and forth, Tuck pointing at the recipe in exasperation and Ernest happily ignoring him until they finally got to taste their creation. It was, quite possibly, the worst thing Ernest had ever tasted in his life, including the time the carnival was in town and he’d tried an octopus meatball. “I now realize I may be the root of most of our problems.” He laughed as Tuck angrily threw the pan in the sink. “You’re doing the fucking dishes tonight, I can’t believe this. I’m ordering a fucking pizza.”
meme me twitch
controls the remote: Tuck doesn’t let Ernest touch the remote okay Ernest has to leave it on the channel he wants then quickly hide the remote and act like he can’t find it.
controls the furnace: Tuck is the annoying dad that says “do you own stock in the electric company?” and turns the heat down every time Ernest turns it up.
makes nachos at 2 am: Ernest and he makes a shit ton of noise so Tuck yells at him for always waking him up but he calms down once the nachos are shared
really really likes Candy Crush: Ernest downloaded it first and got Tuck into it, but he quit as soon as he couldn’t pass the fifth level on the first try. Tuck remained obsessed though and Ernest is about to kill him from all the Facebook notifications.
drinks directly from the orange juice jug: Both of them. Each thinks its gross when the other does it but they don’t do anything about it because neither have died yet.
tracks mud inside the house: Ernest and Tuck hates him for it.
takes the kids out of school early to go to a baseball game: TUCK. Ernest is still scarred from his days in little league.
does crafts and leaves them half-finished on the table: Ernest because he never finishes anything.
broke the toaster and lied about it: Ernest actually broke it and went out to buy a new one, Tuck thought he broke it when Ernest said he didn’t break it so he went out to buy a new one. They both came home with a new toaster. Now they have two, and they have toast races.
u KNOW i need that ship meme for lil tuck & sadie :-)
controls the remote: listen...... it would be a fight all day lonG over it but i feel like sadie would probs win using some unfair tactics... unless its one of their shows then it’s just like automatic lets watch or like sports they probs agree on watching sports together
controls the furnace: i’m feeling like this would be tuck
makes nachos at 2 am: they would probs make them together... (rip me) but if it had to be one it would be sadie when she’s high af
really really likes Candy Crush: sadie..... you’re gonna get good at iphone games when you have to wait at competitions for like fifty hours a week
drinks directly from the orange juice jug: sadie bc she Nasty and loves being able to do shit like that once she’s not with her mom
tracks mud inside the house: definitely tUCK
takes the kids out of school early to go to a baseball game: ok.... if you think this ain’t tuck you lying he definitely livES for it
does crafts and leaves them half-finished on the table: i feel like it would be tuck but it would probs be like notes to a movie idea he has or something
broke the toaster and lied about it: sadie...... she would just be like ‘what??? it’s not working???? what happened????