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Marcos is typing…
Marcos: Of course you can. I think it would be good for both of you.
Marcos is typing…
Marcos: Of course you can. I think it would be good for both of you.
Kye is typing…
Kye: as long as we don’t have to go in the library again.
Marcos is typing…
Marcos: No, no library.
Marcos: And, besides… the dogs aren't there anymore.
Kye is typing…
Kye: they're not…? what did you do with them…?
((Simon literally just doesn’t like Marcos for no reason totally not because he used to have a crush on Astral and was jealous))
Marcos is typing…
Marcos: Mother decided they were too much.
(She might have found out Kye was scared of them and just,,, yeet)
(Oh god I forgot when Simon had that–)
((yeahhhhh and then he found out what Astral did and now he tries to pretend like he never simped over Astral a day in his life lmao))
(omg Kye's gonna feel so bad because they're still doggos and he likes doggos. Not those ones, but they still deserve love qwq)
Kye is typing…
Kye: do you miss them…?
Marcos is typing…
Marcos: Yes, I do.
**Marcos: I'm… sorry, that you had such a bad encounter with them. They really were sweet.
Astral is typing…
Astral: Oh, boo hoo. You lost your little guard dogs.
Kye was about to make a comment that he would ask Mother about getting them back when he read the second name that popped up on screen. He nearly dropped his phone. He had never really met Astral aside from being secretly taken along with Derlik once or twice to scare him. It was what Sy had said earlier. All the things that Astral did to people…
Kye quickly took Blake and his phone to move closer to Derlik. He didn't want to take any chances.
Simon, who’d been kind of silently monitoring the chat the whole time, had become increasingly more nervous as more gods showed up in the chat. But as soon as he saw Astral’s name appear, he felt his heart drop. Shit. Had he seen how much Simon had trash talked him? He instinctively looked up at the door, making sure the god wasn’t already there. He was fucked.
No one had come to Simon's door, thankfully. Mia looked up when she saw him react to something on his phone.
"What's wrong?" she asked, shifting in her seat.
Marcos is typing…
Astral is typing…
Astral: Simon, I think we're going to have to talk later. And if anyone puts their hand near my mouth I'll crush them into paste.
“I’m dead. I’m so fucking dead.” Simon said, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper.
"S-Simon?" Mia quickly got up, going over to Simon's side to hug him.
"Simon, what's wrong? What happened?"
“Astral found the chat. And I’ve definitely been talking shit.” He said, leaning into her arms.
Mia's eyes widened, and she held Simon closer to herself.
"…shit…"
Marcos: Astral, no one is going to try anything.
Astral is typing…
Astral: Shut up, fuck hole. No one needs your opinion.
Mother is typing…
Kye continued to monitor the chat, scared with the way he was talking, even to other gods. He didn't like Marcos as much, but there was no need for him to be talked to like that. He felt a bit better, seeing a third party begin to type. Mother. She came to help.
Seeing as Marcos wanted to change, he thought he should ask the matriarch about getting his dogs back. If Derlik could change, then Marcos would be able to as well. Because Marcos never physically hurt Wren in addition to the mental stress.
Mother: Now, Astral, that is no way to talk to Marcos.
Mother: And if anyone touches my grandson or his friends again, all three of you will have to deal with the consequences.
Mother: Am I understood?
Marcos is typing…
Astral is typing…
Marcos: Yes Mother
Astral: Yes, Mother!
Mother is typing…
Mother: Good boys.
Mother: Kye, dear, is your father alright?
Kye is typing…
Kye: He's good. Just tired. Oh, and can we give Marcos his dogs back? They scare me, but that doesn't mean he shouldn't have them.
Mother made Simon more than a little nervous, so he was just sitting this one out, going back to lurking.
Mia glanced at the phone, biting her lip.
"That… that isn't good," she said softly, seeing Mother there. Hopefully, Kye counted Simon as one of his friends…
Mother is typing…
Mother: That's good to hear, dear, he was quite torn up when I got to him.
Mother: And are you sure? I don't want you to not want to go visit your friend because of them
Simon nodded silently in agreement, gently setting the phone down and pulling his knees to his chest, watching anxiously.
Kye is typing…
Kye: Yeah. Marcos said I didn't have to go in the library if I didn't want to.
Kye: He's trying to fix things and he misses his dogs.
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