Someone

late 2027
Kimberley, NC, South Africa
==GOALS==
1. Awkward brotherly reunion (they haven't seen each other face-to-face since 2019)
2. Scott's learned a lot about how to interact with people from the Vosses, too.
3. Scott engineers the reunion, but leaves Herc a graceful out should it be unwelcome.
4. Establish the use of 'fluffle'
==Ficlet==
"You'll be /fine, Hercules," sighs Ty, stuffing the other man through the door to the airport's arrivals area. "Y' only need to sit still 'til my friend gets here."
"An' how'll I know which one he is?" Herc grumbles.
"He'll know /you. I told him to look for the only redhead in Kimberley."
Herc snorts, lets Ty push him into a chair.
"I'll be back in twenty minutes if Lucas hasn't made /too much a mess of his accounts." Ty squeezes Herc's shoulder— "You'll be fine." —and heads back outside.
So Herc perches on the uncomfortable seat, thumbing through the newest pictures in his mobile: Anniek, Max, a fluffle of cousins, the inside of a pocket, sunset from the hilltop—
"This spot taken?"
"Go ri—" Herc looks up and his jaw and phone drop.
"Ty told ye to meet someone here, ay?" Scott retrieves the phone, presses it into Herc's hand. Settles in next to him, stretches his legs, leans back. "'m 'someone'."
"Wha--how--when--/you?"
Scott chuckles. "Don' look so s'prised. Came for a visit and that kid's family wouldn't let me leave."
Herc blinks a few times, then chokes on a laugh. "Sounds ... sounds like them. How long y' been ...?"
"Couple years now."
Herc's voice cracks, "'Years'?"
Scott shrugs. "Got good at hidin'. Tired of it, though."
"Oh." Herc pockets his phone and rubs the back of his neck. "Ah, they been treatin' y' well?"
"Like one 'a their own."
Herc offers a wobbly smile. "They're good at that."
"Yep. Ye learn a lot bein' 'round 'em." Scott smiles back. "Ye look good."
"You, uh, do, too."
A phone chirrups.
"That's me," says Scott. "Break's over." He stands, stretches his arms over his head. Smiles. "Well, ye know where I am. Ty kin give ye my number if y' want it." He turns, waves, strolls away.
Herc watches his brother's back until Scott vanishes around a corner.
He's still staring at the spot when Ty reappears.
"Did he find ye?" he asks quietly.
Herc startles anyway. "Yea. Someone did, 'least."
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