School grounds, Tuesday evening

[ihatedenmark]

It hadn't taken long for Hamlet to pack up everything in his dorm room. Really, he'd been doing little bits of it all over the last week, throwing his things and the bits that Duo had left behind into a suitcase

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[the_merriest]

"Are you gonna buy me nice stuff in Denmark?" Rikku bounced. Bouncing was a good cover for sniffliness. "And if you don't call, you know I'm gonna come over there and hit you, right? And are planes like airships? And, uh, is there anyone I should prank especially hard for you?"

[ihatedenmark]

Hamlet liked having his little sister around for company. It made the act of leaving much less lonely.

"I'll both call you and send something as soon as I take care of business and get settled in back home. I'd love to show Denmark, but not under my uncle's thumb."

He smiled. "And prank Anakin Skywalker, if you can. Tell him that it's a gift from the Deep Thoughts Club."

[the_merriest]

"Ick. No. And no sending me his thumb, either. I mean fun gifts, not really gross Mafia stuff." She stuck her tongue out. "And call me any time you just feel like it 'cause I'm around. And if you're all royalty you can afford the call, yeah?"

She bounced on her toes. "I'll totally prank him. He's really nice, you know. You should call him, too. And, uh, you can always not go yet. If you wanna hang around the rest of the summer. I mean, that'd be cool, or whatever."

[ihatedenmark]

"I was going to send you his head and a pike, but it seems as though I'll have to keep them as my own now," he teased. "I should be able to afford whatever calls I want, regardless of what those old windbags in the Danish Parliament have to say about it."

He shook his head sadly. "I can't. I've run out of any past excuses that I've been using as a tetherline to the school. I need to let go, and accept the adult responsibilities that I was meant to bear."

[the_merriest]

"I don't know how you'd mail that," Rikku mused. "I mean, it'd smell kinda funny, and I really don't have any decorations that match 'head.' I hope Hermione isn't too disappointed. And I'll totally pay for the calls if your Parlything gets grumpy. I have money, you know. Thief."

She waited just a few seconds too long to make it seem casual. "You, uh, I mean ... you could hang out for cheer camp. Or tell them that I totally got amnesia and you need to chill out for a bit until I remember my name and my love of loud clothing." She made a face. "Or, uh, I can stop being stupid and just make you visit a lot?"

[ihatedenmark]

"I think Hermione would quite enjoy having a head on a pike in the room. You could start a collection of them, and display all your vanquished enemies to the world."

He had to take a deep breath in and out before replying to her second statement. "I will try to come back as much as I can. I will be at the end of summer cheerleading demonstrations, and I want to see how much you and the rest of the squad have improved by then. And be aware that you will have a standing invitation to Denmark, on behalf of the royal family."

Hamlet reached out to put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm only going back home. I'm not dying."

[the_merriest]

"Crookshanks would totally help out. I mean, if mice heads count. They do, right?"

She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I know, I'm just ... I hate it when people leave. Yunie and Lulu and everyone, they're back home, and you'll be off in wherever the heck Denmark is, and ... it sucks, yeah?" She hesitated for a moment, and then leaned forward to give him a light hug. Hey, he would just have to deal with it.

[ihatedenmark]

"They very much do."

Hamlet hugged her back. When he pulled away after a couple of minutes, he dropped to the ground and started rummaging through his bag. When he stood back up, he held out a certain hot pink bunny.

"Here. You take the little monster. Think of it as having a piece of me remaining in Fandom."

[the_merriest]

"We could have a whole reign of terror going. Mice and whatever else and rotting heads all around and whoa, I just grossed myself out."

She looked at the bunny for a moment and then giggled madly. "No way! I remember him! He stole a drawing from me and I gave him random crap from my pockets to get him back. He's a happy little klepto bunny!"

She squeezed Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants and snuggled and then laughed. "So you're leaving behind something neon and secretly evil and sure to cause some mischief. I think that sounds about right, yeah?"

[ihatedenmark]

"That's the plan for my own personal legacy," he said, a smile creeping on to his face. "My original roommate and I made him back when we were new, and he developed a love of kleptomania and pie."

He rubbed the synthetic pink fur on Mr Canute Mimir Fluffypants' head. "Be good to him for me." He looked up. "And be good to yourself too."

[the_merriest]

"A thief bunny. He's awesome. And evil. And I promise I'll use him to cause mischief and mayhem." Rikku bit her lip and nodded. "I'll take really good care of him, I promise. And me, too. And you'd better do the same, you hear me?"