Willow Pond

Willow Pond
25 October 2019
Sydney, Australia
2019 October 25
Willow Pond, Centennial Park, Sydney
::/There you are!::
Pietr shrugs. ::Sorry to worry you. Needed time alone.::
Chuck flops down facing him. Nods.
::Is the Marshal dead?::
::Wasn't him.::
Pietr shrugs. ::Still worried about him.::
::You alright?::
::No.::
Chuck snorts. ::'Course not. What're you gonna do?::
::Take my leave. Meet my daughter. Go where I'm told.::
::This isn't fucking right. They said /Striker was ours. Ours!::
::I know.::
::And they're making me share her with my dad!::
::You'll be alright.::
::What 'bout you? Will /you be alright?::
Pietr smirks. ::Being Lightcap's guinea pig has to be easier than training with you.::
::/That's what they want you to do?::
Pietr nods. ::She's wanted me back since the Marshal sent her home.::
::How can you be so goddamn calm about this?::
::I'm not calm. I'm [numb.::
Chuck looks away.
They watch shards of sunlight bouncing off the pond.
Pietr nudges Chuck's arm. 
Chuck attends. 
::You starting to calm down?::
Chuck shrugs, sulks. 
Pietr nudges Chuck's arm. 
Chuck attends. 
::How many people did you hit?::
Chuck glowers. 
Pietr raises an eyebrow. 
::/I may have] accidentally knocked someone down running over here.::
::Please tell me you stopped to help them up.::
[Chuck scowls. 
Pietr beams. ::You're] getting better. Keep this up and you might develop manners.::
Chuck punches Pietr on the arm.
::That stings, little brother!::
::I'm taller than you now, so knock off th' 'little' crap!::
::You'll always be younger.::
Chuck huffs. ::And better looking.::
::Which of us has a beautiful wife?::
Chuck punches Pietr on the arm again.
::That still stings.::
Chuck punches him again.
::Are you trying to start a fight with me?::
::Maybe.::
::I'm too tired to fight, Chuck.::
[Chuck's arms drop to his sides, then, ::I'm so sorry.::]
::It's not your fault.:: Pietr chews his lip. ::Not your dad's, either.::
::I know that!::
Pietr smiles crookedly. ::Wanted to make sure.::
Chuck huffs.
::I've probably moped long enough.:: Pietr pushes himself to his feet and dusts off his trousers. He offers a hand up to Chuck. ::Lunch?::
Chuck accepts and pops up. ::Are you always thinking about food?::
Pietr shakes his head. ::Not always, but talking about food isn't going to make /you blush.::
Chuck blinks for a moment, then flushes bright red.
Pietr laughs and leads the way back to the Shatterdome.
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