Icarus had two people in his life that he loved.
Both of them were brilliant, fascinating, intriguing and, in many ways quite mad.
It was, he knew, quite possible that in settling down with Pythagoras, he had picked a man far too much like his father. People did that, he’d heard, chose partners who had similar qualities to their parents. Pythagoras
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“He would rather see you anyway,” Icarus said sadly, knowing it to be true. But he let himself be persuaded, and walked down the last familiar street, seeing the door to his father’s house ahead of them.
*clutches heart* Oh, the slough of despond. Brilliantly felt.
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Oh, Icarus, why are you always so hard on yourself? I think Pythagoras needs to cheer him up. Possibly by shagging him into the mattress several times that night. Although they might have to do it quietly depending how far away Daedalus' room is... ;-)
Thank you for a lovely fic! \o/
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Yeah, they'll have to be very quiet, Daedalus sleeps in the workshop, doesn't he?
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Perhaps Daedalus will realise they want to have sex in Icarus' room, and be tactful and sleep in the workshop that night? But this is Daedalus, so probably not... ;-)
But actually, I'm mainly commenting in order to show off the Icarus icon I've just made! \o/
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Why yes, I was procrastinating when writing wasn't getting very far.
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