be it friend or foe (closed)。

[shotawaifu]

Characters: shotawaifu, unamvirtus and likeagoodson
Setting/Location: Charley & Link's room!
Date & Time: Day Ten, after Charley's 'eaten'.
Warnings: Super cute.
Summary: A meeting and a reunion.

Comments

what's late i don't know

[shotawaifu]

The little boy wanted to drop everything to do with Santa Claus. It's obvious that Link had no idea who Hal was talking about and it made the little boy quite uncomfortable - he didn't want to seem too different or too strange in front of Link. Having someone that was the same age as him, in the middle of all these adults, was too good to be true: he didn't want to mess it up during the first meeting. That'd be the worst thing and so he was quite happy - and quite desperate - to change the subject and let the whole 'dangerous man' thing drop.

Harold's eyes widened as Link began to draw and he leaned over, peering over. He'd never imagined that the place Link would be so amazing - it was never like anything he had seen before and he had been to quite a few places. He moved his chair closer, awkwardly, almost brushing against Link's wooden chair. His eyes widened and he grinned - this was a lot better than a verbal description, he supposed. Trees, mountains - it was so beautiful and natural that he almost wished that he could go and visit it. But, of course, that would mean leaving Mister Charles behind again, and Hal wasn't sure he wanted to do that anymore. He had to take responsibility, but... He loved Mister Charles.

"It looks amazing!" Hal said, excitement obvious in his voice. "What's your house like - and your family? What's your home called, Link?" He was obviously thrilled to be learning more about his friend and he grinned, peeking over at the notebook with enthusiasm. "I've never seen a place like that before in my life! It looks so big and natural and wonderful. Do you have any pets? Mister Charles has a dog called Sacra..."

I'M LATE BAHAHAHA

[likeagoodson]

His entire body ached. Charley couldn't even comprehend how he was functioning properly much less making it to his shared room, but the blood in his system seemed to help in renewing his energy. He no longer had to focus on how hungry he was; instead, the guilt he felt for harming an innocent person had already started to settle in the forefront of his mind. What was he going to do, how was he to--

The sound of a very familiar voice interrupted his thoughts, and Charley paused just outside the door. It wasn't Master. Just that realization made his heart sink, tears beginning to form, but he wiped at his eyes as quickly as it had started. He meticulously began to roll his sleeves up, trying to straighten out the general appearance of his clothes. For the most part, he considered himself a neat eater--there was only a small spot of blood on the collar of his shirt. Perhaps no one would notice as long as he acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Still, there was the matter of that voice.

He entered the room after double-checking himself, quite somber as he observed the room. Nothing seemed out of place: there was Link and... Charley hesitated, standing in the doorway and unsure as to whether or not he could believe what he saw. Even if he had spoken with him recently, it still shocked him.

"...Hal?" The surprise was evident in his own voice and on his face. As happy as he was to see the boy, this made things even more complicated.

rolls eyes

[shotawaifu]

Hal was still excitedly squealing over Link's drawing when he heard the door open. At first he froze, nervousness taking over him, but he soon turned his head to look over at who the guest was. There was no guarantee that it was Mister Charles, after all, was there? It might be another one of Link's friends -- but, of course, after turning his head, Hal's face lit up. His eyes glittered with tears as he saw the man that had cared for him and cheered him up so many times standing at the door.

He moved awkwardly in his chair and, in his excitement, he ended up slipping, moving the chair awkwardly and tipping himself out. Of course, this wasn't normal, but this wasn't a normal situation - this was Mister Charles! Reverend and Hal's personal hero. His eyes wide and happy, the young boy laughed. "Mister Charles! You really are here! I'm so happy - are you alright? I'm so glad to see you!" He grinned harder, the muscles in his jaw aching from his joy.

It didn't take long, of course, for the worry to set in. He could see, with his master's return, Sacra wandering back into the room and curling up in a corner. Swallowing nervously, Hal glanced between Charley and the dog nervously before pretending nothing strange was happening, doing his best to struggle up from being a crumpled mess on the floor. He was just so happy to see Charley - everything else could wait until later, couldn't it?

"How long have you been here? Is Mister Johnny here too - did you find him again?"