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[draculabutbackwards]

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[draculabutbackwards]

Fine, I don't care.

[Well, he'll be spending a lot of nights with Rags.

...Which is its own kind of complicated. Ugh.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

All right. I'll break first. Why are you acting like this?

[draculabutbackwards]

You two finally have each other back. Why the fuck would you want me in your damn bedroom?

[That's not the only reason. He's feeling a bit bruised in a lot of ways. But it's the simplest and most socially acceptable.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

I see it more as 'The three of us are finally back together.' Why the fuck wouldn't I want you in our damn bedroom?

Look, if you don't want us in there, fine. Let me know. But don't pretend it's for our sake: Sypha and me both want you near.

[draculabutbackwards]

[This reply is a little longer in coming. It's agree or explain himself, the roiling mixture of jealousy and protectiveness and self-loathing beneath his reluctance to get any closer. He's not going to do that. And he's sure he can dodge them most of the time.

He sounds steady again when he answers.]

Honestly, I'd rather not inflict that room on Sypha, even if you have the sensibility of a wild boar. I can come to hers.

[atowncalledtreffy]

[Trevor is relieved, calmer now. But he still has to be an ass about it]

Good.

You had no problem with me sleeping there. Are you saying Sypha's more delicate?

[draculabutbackwards]

You let yourself in the first night you were here. I don't think I got a vote.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You're right, you don't. If it were up to you, you'd be sleeping in the rafters with the bats.

[draculabutbackwards]

Which is extremely comfortable, actually, when you've got the physiology for it.

[atowncalledtreffy]

I'll take your word for it. You weird fucking dhamphir.

[draculabutbackwards]

You're just jealous.

[Fake hard enough, and you can fool yourself.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

What, of hanging upside down and shitting on the floor? You got me.

[draculabutbackwards]

That sounds like an excellent day for you.

[atowncalledtreffy]

And I suppose your shit doesn't stink either.

[draculabutbackwards]

Bat shit is actually excellent fertilizer. It's going to be quite useful for getting crops started on a scale to feed a town.

[atowncalledtreffy]

What the fuck-

Do not make Sypha shovel your shit around.

[draculabutbackwards]

There's a whole fucking colony in the attics, it's not...

[atowncalledtreffy]

Since when?!

Oh god. They're probably rabid, too.

[draculabutbackwards]

Since... before I was born? You've met my father, yes? Of course there's a colony of exotic bats in the attics.

[He feels like this has come up before but either or both of them might have been drunk.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

'Exotic bats'.

Any other animals I should know about living in the castle?

[draculabutbackwards]

I think they might be from Africa? They're eight times the size of anything local. And extremely good natured, frankly, so if you're not careful I'll teach your progeny to make pets of them.

[atowncalledtreffy]

If I'm not careful? If they're like me, my kid's going to adore animals. Make pets of the bats all you like. Just don't let them shit on the kid.

[draculabutbackwards]

I mean, it's generally not a surprise. Flipping over is rather a production.

[atowncalledtreffy]

So when you were trained out of your diapers, was this as a human or as a bat?

[draculabutbackwards]

Wolf.