Crash and Burn (Lifetimes AU, 71,955 words) - Part 3
Title: Crash and Burn (Lifetimes #28)
Authors:
bookishlady242 and
ocelot_l
Pairings: Harvey/Linkara, 90s Kid/80s Dan, Boffo/Linksano, Kung-Tai Ted/Ninja-Style Dancer
Rating: R
Warnings/Triggers: Graphic violence, graphic blood, heavy angst, mind control, hallucinations, drug use, references to drug use, death, references to past death, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, allusions to sex, mild sexual activity
Summary: When Linkara learns about a devastating new weapon which could destroy lives if it falls into the wrong hands, he and his team must prepare for a mission harder than any they've faced before. When challenges threaten their lives and their ties of friendship, will they manage to save the world and, most importantly, themselves?
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Very special thanks to
njdoodler112 and
trulyamindlost for the bonus content! :D
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Harvey knocked softly on 90s Kid’s door that afternoon, carrying a plate bearing a grilled cheese sandwich and a heart full of worry. 90s Kid had tried his best to muffle it with his pillow, but Harvey could hear 90s Kid’s weeping through the walls. It had distressed him so much that he found he couldn’t continue his shiny breeding for the day, instead deciding to make the teen some lunch and give him time to calm down. Harvey would try to make things as casual as possible, acting as though he knew nothing was amiss, and hopefully 90s Kid wouldn’t be too embarrassed to open up to him.
“Junior?” he asked in a soft, comforting tone. “You haven’t been down for lunch yet, so I thought I’d make you something. Is it alright if I come in?”
There were a few brief moments of silence before 90s Kid said in a stuffy voice, “You can come in, Harvey.”
Harvey opened the door and shut it softly behind him, his chest tightening at the sight of 90s Kid slumped over and staring at the floor, looking as though he’d just lost everything he had in the world. He put the plate on the nightstand and sat down beside him. “You okay?” 90s Kid didn’t look up, but shook his head no. “You wanna talk to me about it? What’s wrong?”
“Everything!” 90s Kid cried as he suddenly threw his arms around Harvey and buried his face in his chest. Harvey made gentle shushing sounds as he wept, not caring that he was crying all over one of his favorite suits, only knowing that his boy was heartbroken and it was up to him to comfort him. He ran his hands up and down his back slowly, gently, murmuring reassuring things until 90s Kid finally started to settle down.
90s Kid pulled back and dried his eyes with Harvey’s handkerchief. “S-sorry, dude,” he murmured, but Harvey shook his head.
“None of that. It’s alright, Junior,” he said with a comforting shoulder squeeze. “Now, do you feel okay telling me what happened?”
90s Kid sniffled, feeling himself getting choked up again. “I j-just got back from Dan’s.”
Harvey nodded, expecting that to be the reason. “He didn’t take it well?”
“No...h-he was really, really mad...but...but I’m totally the worst boyfriend in the world, ever! Harvey-dude, I’m such a terrible person!” 90s Kid poured out, burying his face in his hands.
“Now, I know that can’t be true,” Harvey said gently. “You love Crockett more than anything in the world and you’re always looking out for him. You could never be a lousy sweetheart to him.”
“No, you don’t get it,” 90s Kid sniffled, wiping his watery eyes until they grew bloodshot. “Dan was upset and I get that, and I get why he said all that junk he did. But I...I never should have said the junk I did back to him...I was so awful to him.”
Harvey frowned, not sure if he should push the teen too hard right now. “Look, Junior, we all say things we don’t mean when we get heated. I’m sure that deep down, Crockett knows it was your anger talking and not the real you.”
To Harvey’s surprise, 90s Kid lowered his head and started fidgeting. “That’s what makes me totally awful, Harvey,” he whispered. “I...I sort of did mean the things I said.”
As a fresh wave of tears overcame him, Harvey once again offered 90s Kid his handkerchief as well as several more soothing pats on the back. “Maybe it would help if you told me what exactly you said, Junior.” Harvey knew it wouldn’t be pleasant for 90s Kid, but if he had a clue as to what had happened, he might have some better advice.
90s Kid sighed before nodding slowly. “Okay. After we argued about some other junk, I asked Dan why I should care about him cuz he’s probably gonna get high because I’m gone.”
“Ooh,” Harvey winced, not wanting to imagine how that had gone over. “Yeah, that’s bad, really bad. But Junior, I know you care about Crockett more than anyone, so how could anyone ever believe you’d meant that question?”
“It’s not that,” 90s Kid mumbled, twisting the soggy piece of cloth in his hands now. “It’s the part about Dan using drugs because I’m not there. I’m...I’m so scared that he’s gonna go back to them, Harvey. I thought it would help if I read up all this stuff about people who were addicted to the junk Dan used, but that only made me feel worse,” he admitted, looking tearfully to the singer. “I know how weak his body is, and how much weaker it can get if he doesn’t take care of himself. If I’m not there to make sure he eats and sleeps good, what if he...what if he feels so bad that he starts using it again? I-I can’t watch him go through that again, Harvey, I seriously can’t!”
“Oh, Junior,” Harvey murmured as 90s Kid let out some more sobs into his handkerchief. “I know you’re worried about that, and I ain’t gonna lie to you and say that you ain’t got reason to worry. But like I said before, Crockett’s a lot stronger than you think he is.” 90s Kid sniffled and looked to him again. “Remember when we went on our big trip together? You were worried about him then too, but you came home and he was healthy as a horse, because he knew he had to be strong for you. I know you won’t be able to check up on him every day like last time, but I think that cat loves you enough to look after himself for you until we come home.”
90s Kid sighed. “If he still loves me.”
Harvey frowned, squeezing 90s Kid’s shoulder. “Junior, I’d like to think I taught you better than that. Sometimes fights can be hard, especially between people who love each other, but does it mean you have to call it quits? Hell no! Even though he might be miffed at ya, I guarantee you that Crockett still loves you, and is gonna love you for a good long time.”
90s Kid wanted to be hopeful and he shot Harvey a pitiful look. “Y-you really think so?”
“I know so. I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Junior. It’s the same way I look at the Kid.” 90s Kid wasn’t too enamored with Linkara at the moment, but he still couldn’t help but smile. “But I do think that you need to go and make things right with him. You don’t wanna leave and have all this still hanging over your heads.”
“I know I do,” 90s Kid admitted, looking down to his hands again. “I just feel so, like, cruddy right now. I don’t want to see him like this.”
“Well then, there’s a few things you need to do to get ready,” Harvey replied, smiling lightly as he handed the grilled cheese to the teen. “First you need to eat this, because apologizing on an empty stomach ain’t gonna do you any good - believe me.” Harvey’s smile grew when he heard a weak chuckle from 90s Kid. “Second, you’re gonna wash up, because red eyes only look cute on Hoothoots.” Another chuckle and a bite of the grilled cheese made Harvey’s smile stretch widely across his face. “And third, you’re gonna think up the best way to let Crockett know just how much you love, and how much you’re gonna be missing him every day that you’re gone on this mission.”
“I already know how to do that, Harvey-dude.” 90s Kid glanced over at the jacket he’d thrown onto his desk and smiled at the lump he could still make out in his pocket.
Harvey nodded and clapped 90s Kid on the arm. “Thatta boy. I would never doubt you when it comes to romance, because in that department you truly take after me.”
90s Kid couldn’t help beaming a little at these words, just as he also couldn’t help adding, “Yeah, but I totally think eating pizza on the couch is a better date than eating lobster and dancing.”
Harvey sighed and shook his head. “There’s still so much I have to teach you. Once we get back, I’m dragging you and the Kid out to every fancy place I know until you both admit to enjoying yourselves.”
“I look forward to you trying, man.” 90s Kid finished his sandwich then and stood up. “Thanks for the pep talk, Harvey-dude. And for the rad grub. I think I’m ready now to see Dan again.” 90s Kid glanced again at his jacket. “I hope that after I do, I’ll have two awesome things to look forward to when we get back."
Harvey raised his eyebrow, wondering what 90s Kid could have in mind, but he figured he’d let 90s Kid keep it a secret for now. “Go get him, Junior.” He gave 90s Kid a playful punch to the arm before heading towards the door.
“Hey, Harvey?” Harvey turned back around to look at 90s Kid, who was smiling. “Thanks for helping me feel better, Dad.”
Harvey flushed with happiness and he grinned again. “Anytime, son.”
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90s Kid materialized outside of Dan’s house just as it was beginning to grow dark. His face was clean, his eyes were dry, and he was determined to apologize to Dan and make peace with him before his deadline that night. He knocked on the door, much more gently than he had the previous evening, and tried to smile as Dolly answered. “Hey, Dolly-dudette. Is, uh, is Dan here?”
“Hey, 90s Kid,” she said in a kinder tone than usual. Dan had been completely unlike his usual self that day and even she was worried. “Dan’s not here. I think he said he was going for a walk.”
90s Kid’s face fell and his stomach wavered, as he tried not to worry about Dan getting into trouble. If Dan had gone out for an escape because of what he’d said, 90s Kid would never forgive himself. “Oh. Do you know where he might have gone?”
“I don’t know, he didn’t say.”
90s Kid swallowed and nodded. “Okay, Dolly. Thanks anyway.” He turned around and walked down the steps, hearing the door close shut behind him.
As 90s Kid thought about where Dan might have gone, he found his legs carrying him in a familiar direction. A short while later, 90s Kid was strolling along the road of houses for sale that Dan had taken him to what seemed like an eternity ago. 90s Kid peered around carefully, hoping to catch a glimpse of the familiar white jacket he’d come to love, but luck didn’t seem to be with him that day. After almost an hour of searching, 90s Kid concluded that Dan was not here, so he set off walking once again without a clear idea of his destination.
He strode through town, glancing at every building in search of one which would draw Dan’s attention. He knew there weren’t any NA meetings that night, so 90s Kid focused mainly on restaurants, thrift stores, and the occasional dark alley, which he would guiltily peer down before scurrying off toward a brighter location. Just as he was about to give up, his worry gnawing hungrily inside his chest, 90s Kid approached the pizzeria/arcade where he and Dan had shared their first date. A soft smile instantly came upon his face and 90s Kid moved toward the door, though he stopped sadly when he realized the place was closed. Suddenly, the very familiar sound of sniffling came from around the corner of the building, and 90s Kid charged straight toward the source. “Dan! Are you okay?”
Dan was standing there, leaning against the wall, tears streaming down his face. He had gone out for a walk without any idea of where he was going, and somehow it had led him right to this location. He looked up at the sound of his name and was startled to see 90s Kid there.
The teen froze, unsure if Dan would say something or maybe even run away, but Dan’s eyes filled with even more tears as he charged right to him and wrapped his arms around him tightly.
“90s Kid!” he cried, burying his face into his shoulder, as though he hadn’t seen his boyfriend in weeks. “I’m s-sorry; I’m s-so-”
“No, I’m the one who’s sorry,” 90s Kid shushed him instantly, holding Dan close as the tears came rushing back for him as well. “I totally didn’t mean to say those things, dude, please don’t be mad at me!”
“I’m n-not!” Dan sniffled, refusing to let go of him. “I s-shouldn’t have been so awful to you, Kid. I really am a giant failure!”
“Dude, no, don’t say that!”
“B-but,” Dan pulled back and wiped at his eyes with his sleeve. “I said all those terrible things to you! I tried to make you choose between Linkara and me! What kind of boyfriend does that? I know how important being a hero is and I tried to manipulate you, and even then you were only trying t-to look out for me. You were right to assume I’d fail without you…I’m useless without you, Kid.” Dan buried his face in 90s Kid’s shoulder again and 90s Kid held him tightly, his stomach rolling in waves of guilt.
“Dude, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault, I never should have said that about - but you have to know I don’t think that junk about you at all. You aren’t pathetic or a failure or whatever you believe. You’re Dan, my awesome boyfriend who I totally love a whole lot!”
“How can you say that when I acted so horrible to you?” Dan asked, his eyes red with tears and his nose runny.
90s Kid pulled out the handkerchief Harvey had let him borrow and gently dabbed at Dan’s face while he smiled down at him. “I can say it cuz you were scared, Dan. People say all sorts of stuff when they’re scared, even angry stuff they don’t mean. That’s why I was saying stuff I’m not proud of either, cuz I’m scared to leave you too, man.”
Dan thought about this as 90s Kid tended to him, leaning into every touch. “You’re right. I am scared about having to be without you, Kid. I wish I was stronger; I don’t want to be this guy who is afraid of being alone or who lashes out at you when you worry. I guess that’s why I felt like running away from everything, just like the coward I am.”
Dan made a soft noise as 90s Kid embraced him and closed his eyes, soaking in the teen’s soothing words. “I’d never think you were a coward, Dan. As long as you run to a safe place like here, then it’s okay, because I will always find you.” Dan wrapped his arms tightly around 90s Kid, who nuzzled the top of his head softly. “I’m still totally sorry for all the terrible things I said to you earlier. I never want to hurt you, Dan.”
“I deserved it,” Dan mumbled against the teen’s chest, but 90s Kid shook his head.
“No, you didn’t. You never deserve to be hurt and I never want to hurt you. I promise from now on, I’ll be more careful with what I say.”
“I promise that too, Kid.” Dan replied, leaning up on his tiptoes so that he could kiss his boyfriend.
90s Kid’s smile only grew after that and he reached inside his pocket, fingers closing around a box. “I was never very good with words, Dan. I feel a lot of things, but I don’t know how to say what I feel sometimes, and sometimes I hurt people cuz I don’t think enough. But I don’t want to be like that forever. I wanna get better so I always know the right words to say to you, Dan. I wanna know what to say to make you smile when you’re sad, and to make you feel better when you’re scared, and what to say when you’re lonely and hungry and angry, and every other emotion there is. I wanna be able to tell you just how much I love you, Dan, how much I need you, how much it hurts when I’m away from you...” 90s Kid’s voice started to crack, and his eyes began to mist up, but there was no turning back now.
90s Kid bent down on one knee and watched as Dan’s expression morphed into shock. “Kid, what...what are you...”
“Dan, I know it’s going to be hard when I’m gone on this mission. I’m gonna miss you so much and I know you will too, but you have to be strong for me, Dan. You have to be strong and you have to believe these words, and you have to remember them when you feel at your worst: I love you more than anyone in the world and I want to be with you more than anything. So Dan...” 90s Kid opened the box and displayed the silver ring with the garnet stones inside to the older man, “One day, after I come home to you, cuz I’m gonna come home once I know the world is safe for you again, will you marry me?”
Dan was so overwhelmed with emotions that for a few long moments, he couldn’t even think of what to say, as he could scarcely move or breathe. Tears flowed freely from his eyes, running down his cheeks and drenching his face, but he didn’t notice or care. He began trembling and his mouth felt so dry, but he forced himself to speak. “Yes,” he croaked out, nodding his head and sniffling. “Y-yes, of course I will! Oh, K-Kid, I...I c-can’t...I don’t know what to...I-I love you so much...”
Dan felt too choked up to utter another sound, but 90s Kid didn’t mind. He slid the ring onto Dan’s finger and pulled him back into his arms again.
“I love you so much, Dan,” 90s Kid murmured in between kisses. He caught sight of his Tenderheart Bear watch and noted with dismay the time: 9:58. Only a few hours left, and he wanted to be sure to do them justice. He reached down and scooped Dan up into his arms. “I know I have to leave soon, but I want to spend every minute I have with you, Dan. Let’s go to your place, okay?”
Dan laid his head on 90s Kid’s shoulder and nodded, holding to the teen tightly as 90s Kid carried him home. “I’ll go anywhere, Kid, as long as it’s with you. I want to be with you forever…”
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After an hour and forty-five minutes of gentle touches, caresses, and kisses under the covers, 90s Kid wrapped his arms around Dan for the final time that evening. He kissed Dan’s neck softly, trying to memorize how he tasted and smelt and felt against his lips, before he noticed Dan was staring down at his ring. The red gems set along the simple band seemed to almost sparkle in the moonlight.
“This is so beautiful,” Dan whispered, stroking the ring gently with his finger.
“I know it’s not super amazing,” 90s Kid admitted, “but I think it’s a cool ring for now. When I get back I’ll start, like, saving up for a ring that’s more awesome-”
“No, don’t,” Dan interrupted, closing his fingers around the ring protectively. “This ring is perfect, Kid. I love it.”
“Well, if that’s the only ring you want, then it’s totally yours,” 90s Kid agreed, pressing his lips to the older man’s once more. He glanced over at the time then and sighed. “I’d better get back home so I’m not late.” 90s Kid heard Dan let out a soft whimper and he hugged him tightly. “I’m sorry, Dan. You know if I could change things I would. I love you so much.”
“I know. I love you too. I’m sorry for being so weak,” Dan muttered, looking down at the sheets tangled around his body.
“You’re not weak,” 90s Kid insisted, pulling Dan even closer. “I know you’re totally strong, dude.”
Dan smiled at him but didn’t press the issue further. ”I also know how important it is for you to work with Linkara and protect everyone. I’m sorry for trying to keep you all to myself.”
“I wanna keep you all to myself too, Dan,” 90s Kid murmured as he nuzzled Dan’s cheek. “Once I get home, I’m coming over here and not leaving for a week.”
Dan laughed softly. “I’m sure Dolly and ROB will be so happy to know that.”
The two kissed one last time before 90s Kid pulled away and climbed out of the bed. “So, um, I guess this is it for now,” he said, unable to mask the sadness in his voice as he pulled his clothes back on.
Dan nodded and stared down at his ring, once again stroking it. “If it’s okay with you, Kid, I...maybe I should stay here. I don’t want to make leaving any harder for you,” he said softly, afraid if he said too much that he’d completely break down. Dan didn’t want that, he wanted to be strong, just like 90s Kid always believed him to be; for once he wanted that belief to not be held in vain.
“I get it,” 90s Kid said, since he was close to breaking down as well. He pulled on his hat and walked over to Dan, taking his hands in his own and holding tightly to them. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” 90s Kid whispered, tears he couldn’t contain leaking down his cheeks. “I love you, Dan. Please be strong and wait for me to come back to you, okay?”
“I love you too, Kid,” Dan replied, also crying now as he squeezed the teen’s fingers tightly. “Whenever I feel weak, I’ll look at my ring and remember those beautiful words you said to me...I’ll be strong, Kid, I promise. I’ll make you proud...I’ll make you...p-proud to be my husband...”
“I’ll always be proud to be that,” 90s Kid promised as he took out his teleporter. “Goodbye, Dan. I love you.”
“I love you!” Dan cried, holding onto 90s Kid’s hand until it vanished along with the rest of him. Then he brought his ring to his lips and kissed it before curling into a ball under his covers, weeping gently. “I love you, 90s Kid...please...please come back to me...”
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Boffo sighed softly as he sat back up in bed, still in his pajamas. His sickness and fatigue was nearly gone, but he still felt that he lacked the energy to get up properly. For the first time in he couldn’t remember how long he didn’t feel like smiling, but nevertheless he managed to put one on when Ninja suddenly appeared in his bedroom. Ninja smiled back and held up a card. *It is good to see that you are recovering.*
Boffo nodded, rubbing his throat a bit. Linksano says that I should be just fine after today, so you won’t have any need to worry about me.
Ninja chuckled softly, sitting down on Boffo’s bed. *I was not planning to anyway. I know that you will be alright while we are away. Hopefully it should not take very long.*
Boffo looked down slightly, trying to take those words to heart. I know, Ninja. You’re all so brave and strong and smart, and I know it won’t take you very long to return here to me. I just care about you all so much that even one day away from you all seems like too long.
Ninja’s expression softened and he opened his arms to give Boffo a hug, something that he knew would comfort the clown. Boffo latched on gratefully and squeezed him. I’ll miss you. Please be careful, Ninja.
Ninja nodded and pulled back. *Do you doubt my skills, Boffo? I promise you, I shall come back without a scratch on me.*
Boffo managed a smile, amused as always by Ninja’s confidence. Did you say goodbye to Ted?
Ninja went stiff for a moment before nodding. *Yes. It wasn’t easy, but he understood what was necessary. Even though I have faith in him, Boffo…can I ask you to check on him now and then?*
Of course, Ninja. Boffo instantly answered. I would really enjoy getting to know him more.
Ninja smiled gratefully at Boffo before they turned their heads as the door opened, 90s Kid peeking his head inside. “Oh, um, am I interrupting you dudes?”
Ninja shook his head. *Not at all. I shall give you two a chance to say your goodbyes in peace. Farewell for now, Boffo.* He bowed to them both and disappeared just as quickly as he came.
Come in, 90s Kid. Boffo honked, still holding onto his smile. I’m really happy you came to see me before you left since you were the only one I hadn’t seen.
“I thought you, like, probably wanted to rest and junk,” 90s Kid told him. “Plus I, um, had some stuff to work out first.”
I figured. Boffo said with a look of understanding. I hope that you and Dan have parted in peace.
“Oh yeah, we did,” 90s Kid said, nodding in response. “Dan and I are cool. But, um, well…” 90s Kid paused and looked down at the floor shyly. “I was kinda hoping I could ask you a favor, Boffo.”
What is it?
“When I’m gone, can you…maybe go and see Dan sometimes?” he asked, his voice cracking slightly. “It’s just, he can get real lonely if he doesn’t have me or a friend around and, like, his roommates and neighbors are always going out to party and junk, and I-I don’t think it’s a good idea for him to be alone for too long. You don’t even have to visit him, just like call or email him if you have time. I know that’d make Dan happy cuz he really likes hanging with you, Boffo, you’re a really good friend to him and-”
90s Kid, it’s okay. Boffo flashed him a reassuring grin. I would be happy to visit Dan in your absence. I consider him a friend of mine so spending time with him would be very fun.
90s Kid’s face lit up. “For real, dude? Oh Boffo, that’s so totally radical of you! If you weren’t all infected and junk I would hug you so hard right now!”
Boffo giggled. I’ll remember that you owe me a hug when you return.
“You’ll get an extreme hug then!” 90s Kid cried before he suddenly thrust out his fist and offered Boffo a slightly wrinkled piece of notebook paper. “Oh, and sometimes Dan goes out for a while, so like, here’s a list of places he might be. You can just, I dunno, check them or whatever…” 90s Kid watched Boffo scan the list and saw his eyebrows rise. “I-I mean, if it’s not too much trouble or anything!” he quickly added, realizing that perhaps this request required a bit more effort than he’d first thought.
No, it won’t be too much trouble at all. Boffo reassured 90s Kid as he neatly folded the paper and tucked it into a drawer on his nightstand. I will do my best for you.
90s Kid’s smile started to waver and Boffo feared he was on the verge of tearing up, when to his relief, the bedroom door opened again to reveal Linksano.
“Oh! Sorry to intrude, I didn’t realize anyone was in here.”
“It’s fine, dude.” 90s Kid quickly rubbed the back of his hand against his nose and headed for the door. “I was just saying bye to Boffo. We’re totally gonna miss you, dude,” he said as he turned his head to smile one last time for the clown.
I will miss you too. Please come back safe and soon, 90s Kid.
Once he was gone, Linksano walked over and took a seat on the side of the bed. “It’s growing late now and I wanted to let you know that I will be leaving soon.”
I know, Oscar. Boffo looked down sadly. I will miss you so much.
“I will miss you too, Boffo,” Linksano said as he drew the other man into a warm hug. The two embraced each other in comfortable silence for a moment before Linksano pulled back, quickly wiping the tears from his eyes. “Promise me you’ll take care of yourself when I’m gone, Boffo,” he said, looking solemnly at his boyfriend. “Eliza has asked for some vacation time, so she won’t be around here very much, and I know that Pollo and Nimue aren’t always going to be available, so I’m worried about what might happen if you fall ill or become injured. That’s why I want to finish this mission as soon as I can so that I can return to your side, and your assurance that you will rest and relax and not overtax your body would be of great comfort to me.”
I promise I will, Oscar. Boffo signed before placing one hand over his heart. I will remain healthy and safe while you are gone. I swear it to you.
“Thank you,” Linksano said, closing his eyes to again hide the tears threatening to spill over. “I just...hate thinking about you being in pain or suffering, my dear...it’s one of my worst fears...”
Boffo hugged Linksano close again before kissing him softly but firmly, determined to prove his resolve.
Don’t worry, my sweet Oscar. He replied, signing the words against Linksano’s back. You won’t have to worry about me at all. I won’t do anything that you would find dangerous in any way. Please remember that instead of worrying about me. I want you to focus on finishing this mission as soon as possible so you can come back to me safely. I love you so much, my Oscar.
“I love you too, Boffo.” The two shared one last kiss before Linksano stood and headed for the door. He paused, his hand on the knob, and gave Boffo one last look before sliding his goggles into place. “Goodbye, my darling.”
Goodbye. Boffo closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Linksano’s footsteps retreating down the stairs before he laid back and buried his face into his pillow, hoping sleep would come for him soon.
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Linkara paced around, checking his watch testily every few minutes as he waited for the rest of his team to arrive in the living room. He and Harvey were already standing there ready to go; now he just needed to round up the last three. It was nearly midnight and Linkara did not want to be behind schedule.
Ninja-Style Dancer was the first to appear, looking calm and dry-eyed, to Linkara’s relief. He had definitely been noticing the unpleasant atmosphere of the base that day, and he hoped that escaping it would cause them to be distracted from their own issues and put their focus more on their work. *I am ready to go, Linkara.*
“Perfect. Now if Linksano and 90s Kid would get their butts in here, we could-”
“We’re here.” Linksano announced shortly as he and 90s Kid came walking up. Both of them looked rather downtrodden and miserable, but Linkara asked no questions.
Harvey placed a hand on 90s Kid’s shoulder and squeezed for a moment, causing the teen to relax slightly. “Everybody got everything?” he asked softly. They all nodded.
Linkara checked his silver pocket watch. “Okay, guys, it’s one minute to midnight. Everyone join hands and form a circle around the book.” Linkara laid his magical tome in the center of the living room before taking the hands of Harvey and Ninja. The others followed suit, all staring down at the book with expressions of curiosity and slight worry.
Linkara closed his eyes and began to chant words in a language none of the others could recognize. The book started to emit a strange golden light, which quickly covered the entire room and its five inhabitants. The team began to feel warm and weightless, as if they were being transformed into beams of sunlight, and within seconds they were gone.
Authors:
bookishlady242 and
ocelot_l
Pairings: Harvey/Linkara, 90s Kid/80s Dan, Boffo/Linksano, Kung-Tai Ted/Ninja-Style Dancer
Rating: R
Warnings/Triggers: Graphic violence, graphic blood, heavy angst, mind control, hallucinations, drug use, references to drug use, death, references to past death, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, allusions to sex, mild sexual activity
Summary: When Linkara learns about a devastating new weapon which could destroy lives if it falls into the wrong hands, he and his team must prepare for a mission harder than any they've faced before. When challenges threaten their lives and their ties of friendship, will they manage to save the world and, most importantly, themselves?
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Harvey knocked softly on 90s Kid’s door that afternoon, carrying a plate bearing a grilled cheese sandwich and a heart full of worry. 90s Kid had tried his best to muffle it with his pillow, but Harvey could hear 90s Kid’s weeping through the walls. It had distressed him so much that he found he couldn’t continue his shiny breeding for the day, instead deciding to make the teen some lunch and give him time to calm down. Harvey would try to make things as casual as possible, acting as though he knew nothing was amiss, and hopefully 90s Kid wouldn’t be too embarrassed to open up to him.
“Junior?” he asked in a soft, comforting tone. “You haven’t been down for lunch yet, so I thought I’d make you something. Is it alright if I come in?”
There were a few brief moments of silence before 90s Kid said in a stuffy voice, “You can come in, Harvey.”
Harvey opened the door and shut it softly behind him, his chest tightening at the sight of 90s Kid slumped over and staring at the floor, looking as though he’d just lost everything he had in the world. He put the plate on the nightstand and sat down beside him. “You okay?” 90s Kid didn’t look up, but shook his head no. “You wanna talk to me about it? What’s wrong?”
“Everything!” 90s Kid cried as he suddenly threw his arms around Harvey and buried his face in his chest. Harvey made gentle shushing sounds as he wept, not caring that he was crying all over one of his favorite suits, only knowing that his boy was heartbroken and it was up to him to comfort him. He ran his hands up and down his back slowly, gently, murmuring reassuring things until 90s Kid finally started to settle down.
90s Kid pulled back and dried his eyes with Harvey’s handkerchief. “S-sorry, dude,” he murmured, but Harvey shook his head.
“None of that. It’s alright, Junior,” he said with a comforting shoulder squeeze. “Now, do you feel okay telling me what happened?”
90s Kid sniffled, feeling himself getting choked up again. “I j-just got back from Dan’s.”
Harvey nodded, expecting that to be the reason. “He didn’t take it well?”
“No...h-he was really, really mad...but...but I’m totally the worst boyfriend in the world, ever! Harvey-dude, I’m such a terrible person!” 90s Kid poured out, burying his face in his hands.
“Now, I know that can’t be true,” Harvey said gently. “You love Crockett more than anything in the world and you’re always looking out for him. You could never be a lousy sweetheart to him.”
“No, you don’t get it,” 90s Kid sniffled, wiping his watery eyes until they grew bloodshot. “Dan was upset and I get that, and I get why he said all that junk he did. But I...I never should have said the junk I did back to him...I was so awful to him.”
Harvey frowned, not sure if he should push the teen too hard right now. “Look, Junior, we all say things we don’t mean when we get heated. I’m sure that deep down, Crockett knows it was your anger talking and not the real you.”
To Harvey’s surprise, 90s Kid lowered his head and started fidgeting. “That’s what makes me totally awful, Harvey,” he whispered. “I...I sort of did mean the things I said.”
As a fresh wave of tears overcame him, Harvey once again offered 90s Kid his handkerchief as well as several more soothing pats on the back. “Maybe it would help if you told me what exactly you said, Junior.” Harvey knew it wouldn’t be pleasant for 90s Kid, but if he had a clue as to what had happened, he might have some better advice.
90s Kid sighed before nodding slowly. “Okay. After we argued about some other junk, I asked Dan why I should care about him cuz he’s probably gonna get high because I’m gone.”
“Ooh,” Harvey winced, not wanting to imagine how that had gone over. “Yeah, that’s bad, really bad. But Junior, I know you care about Crockett more than anyone, so how could anyone ever believe you’d meant that question?”
“It’s not that,” 90s Kid mumbled, twisting the soggy piece of cloth in his hands now. “It’s the part about Dan using drugs because I’m not there. I’m...I’m so scared that he’s gonna go back to them, Harvey. I thought it would help if I read up all this stuff about people who were addicted to the junk Dan used, but that only made me feel worse,” he admitted, looking tearfully to the singer. “I know how weak his body is, and how much weaker it can get if he doesn’t take care of himself. If I’m not there to make sure he eats and sleeps good, what if he...what if he feels so bad that he starts using it again? I-I can’t watch him go through that again, Harvey, I seriously can’t!”
“Oh, Junior,” Harvey murmured as 90s Kid let out some more sobs into his handkerchief. “I know you’re worried about that, and I ain’t gonna lie to you and say that you ain’t got reason to worry. But like I said before, Crockett’s a lot stronger than you think he is.” 90s Kid sniffled and looked to him again. “Remember when we went on our big trip together? You were worried about him then too, but you came home and he was healthy as a horse, because he knew he had to be strong for you. I know you won’t be able to check up on him every day like last time, but I think that cat loves you enough to look after himself for you until we come home.”
90s Kid sighed. “If he still loves me.”
Harvey frowned, squeezing 90s Kid’s shoulder. “Junior, I’d like to think I taught you better than that. Sometimes fights can be hard, especially between people who love each other, but does it mean you have to call it quits? Hell no! Even though he might be miffed at ya, I guarantee you that Crockett still loves you, and is gonna love you for a good long time.”
90s Kid wanted to be hopeful and he shot Harvey a pitiful look. “Y-you really think so?”
“I know so. I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Junior. It’s the same way I look at the Kid.” 90s Kid wasn’t too enamored with Linkara at the moment, but he still couldn’t help but smile. “But I do think that you need to go and make things right with him. You don’t wanna leave and have all this still hanging over your heads.”
“I know I do,” 90s Kid admitted, looking down to his hands again. “I just feel so, like, cruddy right now. I don’t want to see him like this.”
“Well then, there’s a few things you need to do to get ready,” Harvey replied, smiling lightly as he handed the grilled cheese to the teen. “First you need to eat this, because apologizing on an empty stomach ain’t gonna do you any good - believe me.” Harvey’s smile grew when he heard a weak chuckle from 90s Kid. “Second, you’re gonna wash up, because red eyes only look cute on Hoothoots.” Another chuckle and a bite of the grilled cheese made Harvey’s smile stretch widely across his face. “And third, you’re gonna think up the best way to let Crockett know just how much you love, and how much you’re gonna be missing him every day that you’re gone on this mission.”
“I already know how to do that, Harvey-dude.” 90s Kid glanced over at the jacket he’d thrown onto his desk and smiled at the lump he could still make out in his pocket.
Harvey nodded and clapped 90s Kid on the arm. “Thatta boy. I would never doubt you when it comes to romance, because in that department you truly take after me.”
90s Kid couldn’t help beaming a little at these words, just as he also couldn’t help adding, “Yeah, but I totally think eating pizza on the couch is a better date than eating lobster and dancing.”
Harvey sighed and shook his head. “There’s still so much I have to teach you. Once we get back, I’m dragging you and the Kid out to every fancy place I know until you both admit to enjoying yourselves.”
“I look forward to you trying, man.” 90s Kid finished his sandwich then and stood up. “Thanks for the pep talk, Harvey-dude. And for the rad grub. I think I’m ready now to see Dan again.” 90s Kid glanced again at his jacket. “I hope that after I do, I’ll have two awesome things to look forward to when we get back."
Harvey raised his eyebrow, wondering what 90s Kid could have in mind, but he figured he’d let 90s Kid keep it a secret for now. “Go get him, Junior.” He gave 90s Kid a playful punch to the arm before heading towards the door.
“Hey, Harvey?” Harvey turned back around to look at 90s Kid, who was smiling. “Thanks for helping me feel better, Dad.”
Harvey flushed with happiness and he grinned again. “Anytime, son.”
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90s Kid materialized outside of Dan’s house just as it was beginning to grow dark. His face was clean, his eyes were dry, and he was determined to apologize to Dan and make peace with him before his deadline that night. He knocked on the door, much more gently than he had the previous evening, and tried to smile as Dolly answered. “Hey, Dolly-dudette. Is, uh, is Dan here?”
“Hey, 90s Kid,” she said in a kinder tone than usual. Dan had been completely unlike his usual self that day and even she was worried. “Dan’s not here. I think he said he was going for a walk.”
90s Kid’s face fell and his stomach wavered, as he tried not to worry about Dan getting into trouble. If Dan had gone out for an escape because of what he’d said, 90s Kid would never forgive himself. “Oh. Do you know where he might have gone?”
“I don’t know, he didn’t say.”
90s Kid swallowed and nodded. “Okay, Dolly. Thanks anyway.” He turned around and walked down the steps, hearing the door close shut behind him.
As 90s Kid thought about where Dan might have gone, he found his legs carrying him in a familiar direction. A short while later, 90s Kid was strolling along the road of houses for sale that Dan had taken him to what seemed like an eternity ago. 90s Kid peered around carefully, hoping to catch a glimpse of the familiar white jacket he’d come to love, but luck didn’t seem to be with him that day. After almost an hour of searching, 90s Kid concluded that Dan was not here, so he set off walking once again without a clear idea of his destination.
He strode through town, glancing at every building in search of one which would draw Dan’s attention. He knew there weren’t any NA meetings that night, so 90s Kid focused mainly on restaurants, thrift stores, and the occasional dark alley, which he would guiltily peer down before scurrying off toward a brighter location. Just as he was about to give up, his worry gnawing hungrily inside his chest, 90s Kid approached the pizzeria/arcade where he and Dan had shared their first date. A soft smile instantly came upon his face and 90s Kid moved toward the door, though he stopped sadly when he realized the place was closed. Suddenly, the very familiar sound of sniffling came from around the corner of the building, and 90s Kid charged straight toward the source. “Dan! Are you okay?”
Dan was standing there, leaning against the wall, tears streaming down his face. He had gone out for a walk without any idea of where he was going, and somehow it had led him right to this location. He looked up at the sound of his name and was startled to see 90s Kid there.
The teen froze, unsure if Dan would say something or maybe even run away, but Dan’s eyes filled with even more tears as he charged right to him and wrapped his arms around him tightly.
“90s Kid!” he cried, burying his face into his shoulder, as though he hadn’t seen his boyfriend in weeks. “I’m s-sorry; I’m s-so-”
“No, I’m the one who’s sorry,” 90s Kid shushed him instantly, holding Dan close as the tears came rushing back for him as well. “I totally didn’t mean to say those things, dude, please don’t be mad at me!”
“I’m n-not!” Dan sniffled, refusing to let go of him. “I s-shouldn’t have been so awful to you, Kid. I really am a giant failure!”
“Dude, no, don’t say that!”
“B-but,” Dan pulled back and wiped at his eyes with his sleeve. “I said all those terrible things to you! I tried to make you choose between Linkara and me! What kind of boyfriend does that? I know how important being a hero is and I tried to manipulate you, and even then you were only trying t-to look out for me. You were right to assume I’d fail without you…I’m useless without you, Kid.” Dan buried his face in 90s Kid’s shoulder again and 90s Kid held him tightly, his stomach rolling in waves of guilt.
“Dude, I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault, I never should have said that about - but you have to know I don’t think that junk about you at all. You aren’t pathetic or a failure or whatever you believe. You’re Dan, my awesome boyfriend who I totally love a whole lot!”
“How can you say that when I acted so horrible to you?” Dan asked, his eyes red with tears and his nose runny.
90s Kid pulled out the handkerchief Harvey had let him borrow and gently dabbed at Dan’s face while he smiled down at him. “I can say it cuz you were scared, Dan. People say all sorts of stuff when they’re scared, even angry stuff they don’t mean. That’s why I was saying stuff I’m not proud of either, cuz I’m scared to leave you too, man.”
Dan thought about this as 90s Kid tended to him, leaning into every touch. “You’re right. I am scared about having to be without you, Kid. I wish I was stronger; I don’t want to be this guy who is afraid of being alone or who lashes out at you when you worry. I guess that’s why I felt like running away from everything, just like the coward I am.”
Dan made a soft noise as 90s Kid embraced him and closed his eyes, soaking in the teen’s soothing words. “I’d never think you were a coward, Dan. As long as you run to a safe place like here, then it’s okay, because I will always find you.” Dan wrapped his arms tightly around 90s Kid, who nuzzled the top of his head softly. “I’m still totally sorry for all the terrible things I said to you earlier. I never want to hurt you, Dan.”
“I deserved it,” Dan mumbled against the teen’s chest, but 90s Kid shook his head.
“No, you didn’t. You never deserve to be hurt and I never want to hurt you. I promise from now on, I’ll be more careful with what I say.”
“I promise that too, Kid.” Dan replied, leaning up on his tiptoes so that he could kiss his boyfriend.
90s Kid’s smile only grew after that and he reached inside his pocket, fingers closing around a box. “I was never very good with words, Dan. I feel a lot of things, but I don’t know how to say what I feel sometimes, and sometimes I hurt people cuz I don’t think enough. But I don’t want to be like that forever. I wanna get better so I always know the right words to say to you, Dan. I wanna know what to say to make you smile when you’re sad, and to make you feel better when you’re scared, and what to say when you’re lonely and hungry and angry, and every other emotion there is. I wanna be able to tell you just how much I love you, Dan, how much I need you, how much it hurts when I’m away from you...” 90s Kid’s voice started to crack, and his eyes began to mist up, but there was no turning back now.
90s Kid bent down on one knee and watched as Dan’s expression morphed into shock. “Kid, what...what are you...”
“Dan, I know it’s going to be hard when I’m gone on this mission. I’m gonna miss you so much and I know you will too, but you have to be strong for me, Dan. You have to be strong and you have to believe these words, and you have to remember them when you feel at your worst: I love you more than anyone in the world and I want to be with you more than anything. So Dan...” 90s Kid opened the box and displayed the silver ring with the garnet stones inside to the older man, “One day, after I come home to you, cuz I’m gonna come home once I know the world is safe for you again, will you marry me?”
Dan was so overwhelmed with emotions that for a few long moments, he couldn’t even think of what to say, as he could scarcely move or breathe. Tears flowed freely from his eyes, running down his cheeks and drenching his face, but he didn’t notice or care. He began trembling and his mouth felt so dry, but he forced himself to speak. “Yes,” he croaked out, nodding his head and sniffling. “Y-yes, of course I will! Oh, K-Kid, I...I c-can’t...I don’t know what to...I-I love you so much...”
Dan felt too choked up to utter another sound, but 90s Kid didn’t mind. He slid the ring onto Dan’s finger and pulled him back into his arms again.
“I love you so much, Dan,” 90s Kid murmured in between kisses. He caught sight of his Tenderheart Bear watch and noted with dismay the time: 9:58. Only a few hours left, and he wanted to be sure to do them justice. He reached down and scooped Dan up into his arms. “I know I have to leave soon, but I want to spend every minute I have with you, Dan. Let’s go to your place, okay?”
Dan laid his head on 90s Kid’s shoulder and nodded, holding to the teen tightly as 90s Kid carried him home. “I’ll go anywhere, Kid, as long as it’s with you. I want to be with you forever…”
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After an hour and forty-five minutes of gentle touches, caresses, and kisses under the covers, 90s Kid wrapped his arms around Dan for the final time that evening. He kissed Dan’s neck softly, trying to memorize how he tasted and smelt and felt against his lips, before he noticed Dan was staring down at his ring. The red gems set along the simple band seemed to almost sparkle in the moonlight.
“This is so beautiful,” Dan whispered, stroking the ring gently with his finger.
“I know it’s not super amazing,” 90s Kid admitted, “but I think it’s a cool ring for now. When I get back I’ll start, like, saving up for a ring that’s more awesome-”
“No, don’t,” Dan interrupted, closing his fingers around the ring protectively. “This ring is perfect, Kid. I love it.”
“Well, if that’s the only ring you want, then it’s totally yours,” 90s Kid agreed, pressing his lips to the older man’s once more. He glanced over at the time then and sighed. “I’d better get back home so I’m not late.” 90s Kid heard Dan let out a soft whimper and he hugged him tightly. “I’m sorry, Dan. You know if I could change things I would. I love you so much.”
“I know. I love you too. I’m sorry for being so weak,” Dan muttered, looking down at the sheets tangled around his body.
“You’re not weak,” 90s Kid insisted, pulling Dan even closer. “I know you’re totally strong, dude.”
Dan smiled at him but didn’t press the issue further. ”I also know how important it is for you to work with Linkara and protect everyone. I’m sorry for trying to keep you all to myself.”
“I wanna keep you all to myself too, Dan,” 90s Kid murmured as he nuzzled Dan’s cheek. “Once I get home, I’m coming over here and not leaving for a week.”
Dan laughed softly. “I’m sure Dolly and ROB will be so happy to know that.”
The two kissed one last time before 90s Kid pulled away and climbed out of the bed. “So, um, I guess this is it for now,” he said, unable to mask the sadness in his voice as he pulled his clothes back on.
Dan nodded and stared down at his ring, once again stroking it. “If it’s okay with you, Kid, I...maybe I should stay here. I don’t want to make leaving any harder for you,” he said softly, afraid if he said too much that he’d completely break down. Dan didn’t want that, he wanted to be strong, just like 90s Kid always believed him to be; for once he wanted that belief to not be held in vain.
“I get it,” 90s Kid said, since he was close to breaking down as well. He pulled on his hat and walked over to Dan, taking his hands in his own and holding tightly to them. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” 90s Kid whispered, tears he couldn’t contain leaking down his cheeks. “I love you, Dan. Please be strong and wait for me to come back to you, okay?”
“I love you too, Kid,” Dan replied, also crying now as he squeezed the teen’s fingers tightly. “Whenever I feel weak, I’ll look at my ring and remember those beautiful words you said to me...I’ll be strong, Kid, I promise. I’ll make you proud...I’ll make you...p-proud to be my husband...”
“I’ll always be proud to be that,” 90s Kid promised as he took out his teleporter. “Goodbye, Dan. I love you.”
“I love you!” Dan cried, holding onto 90s Kid’s hand until it vanished along with the rest of him. Then he brought his ring to his lips and kissed it before curling into a ball under his covers, weeping gently. “I love you, 90s Kid...please...please come back to me...”
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Boffo sighed softly as he sat back up in bed, still in his pajamas. His sickness and fatigue was nearly gone, but he still felt that he lacked the energy to get up properly. For the first time in he couldn’t remember how long he didn’t feel like smiling, but nevertheless he managed to put one on when Ninja suddenly appeared in his bedroom. Ninja smiled back and held up a card. *It is good to see that you are recovering.*
Boffo nodded, rubbing his throat a bit. Linksano says that I should be just fine after today, so you won’t have any need to worry about me.
Ninja chuckled softly, sitting down on Boffo’s bed. *I was not planning to anyway. I know that you will be alright while we are away. Hopefully it should not take very long.*
Boffo looked down slightly, trying to take those words to heart. I know, Ninja. You’re all so brave and strong and smart, and I know it won’t take you very long to return here to me. I just care about you all so much that even one day away from you all seems like too long.
Ninja’s expression softened and he opened his arms to give Boffo a hug, something that he knew would comfort the clown. Boffo latched on gratefully and squeezed him. I’ll miss you. Please be careful, Ninja.
Ninja nodded and pulled back. *Do you doubt my skills, Boffo? I promise you, I shall come back without a scratch on me.*
Boffo managed a smile, amused as always by Ninja’s confidence. Did you say goodbye to Ted?
Ninja went stiff for a moment before nodding. *Yes. It wasn’t easy, but he understood what was necessary. Even though I have faith in him, Boffo…can I ask you to check on him now and then?*
Of course, Ninja. Boffo instantly answered. I would really enjoy getting to know him more.
Ninja smiled gratefully at Boffo before they turned their heads as the door opened, 90s Kid peeking his head inside. “Oh, um, am I interrupting you dudes?”
Ninja shook his head. *Not at all. I shall give you two a chance to say your goodbyes in peace. Farewell for now, Boffo.* He bowed to them both and disappeared just as quickly as he came.
Come in, 90s Kid. Boffo honked, still holding onto his smile. I’m really happy you came to see me before you left since you were the only one I hadn’t seen.
“I thought you, like, probably wanted to rest and junk,” 90s Kid told him. “Plus I, um, had some stuff to work out first.”
I figured. Boffo said with a look of understanding. I hope that you and Dan have parted in peace.
“Oh yeah, we did,” 90s Kid said, nodding in response. “Dan and I are cool. But, um, well…” 90s Kid paused and looked down at the floor shyly. “I was kinda hoping I could ask you a favor, Boffo.”
What is it?
“When I’m gone, can you…maybe go and see Dan sometimes?” he asked, his voice cracking slightly. “It’s just, he can get real lonely if he doesn’t have me or a friend around and, like, his roommates and neighbors are always going out to party and junk, and I-I don’t think it’s a good idea for him to be alone for too long. You don’t even have to visit him, just like call or email him if you have time. I know that’d make Dan happy cuz he really likes hanging with you, Boffo, you’re a really good friend to him and-”
90s Kid, it’s okay. Boffo flashed him a reassuring grin. I would be happy to visit Dan in your absence. I consider him a friend of mine so spending time with him would be very fun.
90s Kid’s face lit up. “For real, dude? Oh Boffo, that’s so totally radical of you! If you weren’t all infected and junk I would hug you so hard right now!”
Boffo giggled. I’ll remember that you owe me a hug when you return.
“You’ll get an extreme hug then!” 90s Kid cried before he suddenly thrust out his fist and offered Boffo a slightly wrinkled piece of notebook paper. “Oh, and sometimes Dan goes out for a while, so like, here’s a list of places he might be. You can just, I dunno, check them or whatever…” 90s Kid watched Boffo scan the list and saw his eyebrows rise. “I-I mean, if it’s not too much trouble or anything!” he quickly added, realizing that perhaps this request required a bit more effort than he’d first thought.
No, it won’t be too much trouble at all. Boffo reassured 90s Kid as he neatly folded the paper and tucked it into a drawer on his nightstand. I will do my best for you.
90s Kid’s smile started to waver and Boffo feared he was on the verge of tearing up, when to his relief, the bedroom door opened again to reveal Linksano.
“Oh! Sorry to intrude, I didn’t realize anyone was in here.”
“It’s fine, dude.” 90s Kid quickly rubbed the back of his hand against his nose and headed for the door. “I was just saying bye to Boffo. We’re totally gonna miss you, dude,” he said as he turned his head to smile one last time for the clown.
I will miss you too. Please come back safe and soon, 90s Kid.
Once he was gone, Linksano walked over and took a seat on the side of the bed. “It’s growing late now and I wanted to let you know that I will be leaving soon.”
I know, Oscar. Boffo looked down sadly. I will miss you so much.
“I will miss you too, Boffo,” Linksano said as he drew the other man into a warm hug. The two embraced each other in comfortable silence for a moment before Linksano pulled back, quickly wiping the tears from his eyes. “Promise me you’ll take care of yourself when I’m gone, Boffo,” he said, looking solemnly at his boyfriend. “Eliza has asked for some vacation time, so she won’t be around here very much, and I know that Pollo and Nimue aren’t always going to be available, so I’m worried about what might happen if you fall ill or become injured. That’s why I want to finish this mission as soon as I can so that I can return to your side, and your assurance that you will rest and relax and not overtax your body would be of great comfort to me.”
I promise I will, Oscar. Boffo signed before placing one hand over his heart. I will remain healthy and safe while you are gone. I swear it to you.
“Thank you,” Linksano said, closing his eyes to again hide the tears threatening to spill over. “I just...hate thinking about you being in pain or suffering, my dear...it’s one of my worst fears...”
Boffo hugged Linksano close again before kissing him softly but firmly, determined to prove his resolve.
Don’t worry, my sweet Oscar. He replied, signing the words against Linksano’s back. You won’t have to worry about me at all. I won’t do anything that you would find dangerous in any way. Please remember that instead of worrying about me. I want you to focus on finishing this mission as soon as possible so you can come back to me safely. I love you so much, my Oscar.
“I love you too, Boffo.” The two shared one last kiss before Linksano stood and headed for the door. He paused, his hand on the knob, and gave Boffo one last look before sliding his goggles into place. “Goodbye, my darling.”
Goodbye. Boffo closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Linksano’s footsteps retreating down the stairs before he laid back and buried his face into his pillow, hoping sleep would come for him soon.
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Linkara paced around, checking his watch testily every few minutes as he waited for the rest of his team to arrive in the living room. He and Harvey were already standing there ready to go; now he just needed to round up the last three. It was nearly midnight and Linkara did not want to be behind schedule.
Ninja-Style Dancer was the first to appear, looking calm and dry-eyed, to Linkara’s relief. He had definitely been noticing the unpleasant atmosphere of the base that day, and he hoped that escaping it would cause them to be distracted from their own issues and put their focus more on their work. *I am ready to go, Linkara.*
“Perfect. Now if Linksano and 90s Kid would get their butts in here, we could-”
“We’re here.” Linksano announced shortly as he and 90s Kid came walking up. Both of them looked rather downtrodden and miserable, but Linkara asked no questions.
Harvey placed a hand on 90s Kid’s shoulder and squeezed for a moment, causing the teen to relax slightly. “Everybody got everything?” he asked softly. They all nodded.
Linkara checked his silver pocket watch. “Okay, guys, it’s one minute to midnight. Everyone join hands and form a circle around the book.” Linkara laid his magical tome in the center of the living room before taking the hands of Harvey and Ninja. The others followed suit, all staring down at the book with expressions of curiosity and slight worry.
Linkara closed his eyes and began to chant words in a language none of the others could recognize. The book started to emit a strange golden light, which quickly covered the entire room and its five inhabitants. The team began to feel warm and weightless, as if they were being transformed into beams of sunlight, and within seconds they were gone.