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[ Della's face pops up looking... well, like everyone else - exhausted physically, mentally, and emotionally. She smacks her beak a bit, before speaking. ]

... So. That sucked.

[ Fully aware that's the understatement of the century, Della draws a breath, and tries again. ]

I think we could all use a nice, long breather after everything... and, gosh darn it, as Train Mom, that is my sacred duty. Hugs? Head on the lap? Head-pats telling you that you did a good job? A shoulder to cry on? Venting out all your feelings without judgement? I'm right here.

[ She slaps her chest, then slaps a small sign on on the sports/gym car. It reads

EXHAUST PILE WITHIN

But as she does this, Tidus enters the scene - Della jumps, surprised, almost forgetting his presence.

He just smiles, holding up two cups with steam coming off them, then addresses the video feed as well. ]

We're also making big batches of cocoa too. Any of you that're gonna stress bake? There's room for that room - s'long as you don't need a nap first.

[ It's a small chide though, his smile small but sympathetic. ]

I've gotten out some incense pots from the supplies - you guys who got your head thrown into a blender by that aash-- uh, that jerk, [ he takes a swift glance at Della, then back ] --it'll help you relax. Just some, but better than nothin'. I'll set some off in Momma Duck's air nest, but if you're not doing great and you think you need a pot? Tell me. Raven made a lot of good stuff for good nights sleep if you need any in the medcar, too.

... So, yes. Cocoa. Incense. Hugging. And if you want to sleep with friends for a couple nights, we got air beds and extra pillows in here. Nobody has to get up and go until they feel ready.

And if that's not enough, that's fine too. Maybe next month we do something a little more organized, if you have any suggestions - movie night, sleepover night, big eat night, whatever, I'm listening. And I'm here for you.

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And inside the sports gym, the pair can be found. They have a few airbeds blown up, but there's more that still need airing up if you pop in straight after their message. There's also a tremendous amount of pillows. If you want to help, get blowing, and make these airbeds look nice and comfy!

The transgate from the standard coach has mysteriously been moved to the sports gym's outer hallway. Who did that? But it makes it easier to bring in the cups of hot chocolate from the kitchens, and for anyone who wants to bring snacks to do so. Take a seat, remember to bring your sleeping bag and whatever else you want. Plushes, your own musical instrument to offer some de-stress medication of your own with a melody.

And there's an area where small incense pots burn away, a gentle mist rising up. It won't heal the mind completely, but it will offer it some peace. And if you're worried about nightmares, a few of Raven's sachets and teas are available.

So come get a mom hug. Come and offer hugs. Just come and get something out of the company, whatever it is. Tidus and Della - and others - will be here to give a hand.

The life you had might've been fake, but the people around you aren't.

((OOC: consider this a mingling post, where everyone is free to tag everyone else! be the comforter, the one offering comfort, both, whatever!))

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Inigo stares at the candy that Tidus is holding up right now, while still chewing on his own piece from earlier. He frowns a little as he looks at the little guy.

"How is that a brain shell?" Granted, Inigo may.. never have seen brains before in his life, so of course he wouldn't know what joke Tidus is trying to make here.. "Don't make fun of the cute little turtle!"

"It looks like the brains you get in these! Haven't you seen them?" Hope that little guy doesn't mind getting squished against his hand, because now Tidus has to go digging. For brains. Rustling the packet as he pokes around a finger.

"It's got that blue-ish red colour! Where is... oh!" This looks nothing like a brain, but he's pulling it out, and with a "Nice!", popping it into his mouth to hang.

Now where are those brains...!

At first Inigo truly believes this is just an educational process. Just Tidus showing him some candies that apparently the other guy knows all about, even though Inigo is seeing them for the first time.

But then, as his own brain is very, very slowly processing something, he finally seems to realise something.

"Tidus, you're eating all of them by yourself!"

Cue Inigo bodily throwing himself at Tidus to try and grab that bag back. Be careful, bro, or they'll both end up on the floor with the sheer force of Inigo's body throw.

"Gah--! Inigo!"

Why does it always end up like this, why is he throwing himself at him! Tidus swings the sweet bag out of the way in instinct, but that and the push Inigo makes at him (right against the wall, o-oh) causes the candies inside to scatter to the floor. Or, well, some of them.

"N-now look what you did!" Now that have to pick them up...!

...--oh, wait!

"You can't eat them!" Tidus hurriedly reminds Inigo. "Roland's rule!"

Hah!!! Remember that time you told him that!! Look at the sweets on the floor and despair!

Tidus is too smart for his own good. Because Inigo had totally forgotten about that whole thing - until he's now reminded of it.

In the middle of the worst situation possible. His face grows pale as he stares at the sweets on the ground. It may not be the whole bag, sure, but every single precious sweet is still tasty! And now lost to the cruel, cruel floor.

"T-Tidus!" Inigo starts looking desperate. His eyes growing watery. His hands move, grabbing at Tidus's collar while he's still pushing the other to the wall - let's hope no one walks by and notices this, huh. "How could you do this to me?!"

Yes, because it's clearly the other's fault that the candy is all over the floor.

Ah.

Aha ha.

Ahahahaha!

Tidus doesn't know if it'll work - not after when the food incident last happened, he was encouraging Inigo to ignore the rule and just eat the food. But he watches as the other guy freezes and becomes stuck in place. Or not reaching down to said ground but instead reaching for him and his collar.

W-whoa bro, gettin' a little fresh there, aren't you!

That does startle Tidus some, but he recovers, grinning manically to the despairing mess in front of him - still with his worm thing sticking out the side of his mouth, and slowly being chewed upward.

"That's what you get when you mess around! Onomnomnomnonom--"

--and it even quicker gets chewed with that said, as Tidus makes the appropriate chewing noises to go with it. Because they're a pair of big kids.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Sure, Inigo could just grab the bag and eat from that. But that's the logical thing to do, and.. really, between the two of them when they're messing around, is even a single logical decision ever made?

No, he doesn't want those sweets. As Inigo stares at Tidus, he realises more and more that he wants revenge for his sweets, carelessly stolen by Tidus and the cruel ground.

So he doesn't reach for the bag. Nor the ground. Instead he just keeps holding onto Tidus, and then he suddenly leans in closer, gripping the other end of the gummy worm that's still hanging out of the other's mouth with his own teeth.

This is war.

He's--

He's--

HE'S TRYING TO STEAL HIS GUMMY WORM!!!!!

With its jelly top and soft belly bottom!!! Tidus's eyes widen and he wiggles his head in a poor attempt to 'pull' his sweet away, but he knows he can't pull too hard -- it'll make it snap! He keeps his mouth around the sweet now than talk around it, but he can still make muffled whining sounds. Sounds of 'noooo Inigo that's my sweeetieee!!!!!!'

Nevermind the lot on the floor he would eat in a heartbeat. This is his favourite one (of many)!!

Broooooooo!!!

Inigo is not letting go. He's never letting go. He's latched onto the other end of this candy worm with a strength even he didn't know he had in him, and somehow Tidus whining about it only seems to power him up further.

He cannot give up. This is going to be his delicious, delicious part of the gummy worm. There's something mumbled on Inigo's side - it's 'make me!!', but really, who could understand that when his teeth seem to be glued together right about now - and he slowly.. starts pulling his head back, stretching the gummy worm..

Tidus, it's going to snap. It's going to snap at this rate!

NO!!!!

Every muscle on Tidus's face - every feature, every everything screams that objection about him, seeing the worm stretch and the possibility of him losing the rest of-- well, probably what's already been lost in Inigo's slobbery mouth.

But Tidus doesn't think. Not beyond one thought, that he doesn't want to lose that gummy worm, and so, his reaction is instinctual, instantaneous:

He slams their foreheads together in an attempt to grab more of the worm into his mouth.

Inigo never sees it coming.

He probably should have. This is generally the natural course of events whenever he's around Tidus - blunt force trauma is just something that sometimes happens when they're together.

And yet he didn't expect it at this specific point, leaving him no room to dodge. Nowhere to go. Not even knowing what's happening to him until there's already a head slamming against his own head - and hard.

The next moment Inigo crumples to the floor.

With half of the now torn-in-the-middle-thanks-to-the-fall gummy worm still in his mouth.

(This just happens sometimes.)

There was an idea here, but an idea isn't a plan. That idea wasn't 'headbutt Inigo', but that's what happens when you're frantic and desperate and don't think things through - you get a pounding in your head, eyes creasing shut and a hissing turning into a groan thereafter.

He's stunned just for a moment, but after that, he slowly opens his eyes, hand on his head - and he sees Inigo gone. He reaches down to grab at the worm, but all he finds is his chin, and his eyes dart to where Inigo is crumbled, and--

he sees it.

The rest of his worm. Broken.

Tidus groans, as much as an tantrumming young kid would do.

"Ughhhhhhhhh- you're impossible!"

Yes, he's whining - even as the guy who isn't dead on the floor right now.

He's dead. And you're whining. Inigo is dead, and you're whining, Tidus!

Except, right, Inigo isn't actually dead. He's just lying there on the ground as if he is. He may even have dramatically sprawled out mid-fall so it looks even more convincing. Please, let someone walk in and witness this CRIME SCENE where this HORRIBLE MURDER has taken place.

But when Inigo realises - after a few moments of it - that nothing is going to happen except for Tidus whining in the distance, somewhere far above him, Inigo just lets out a sigh and sucks his half of the gummy worm into his mouth, lazily chewing on it.

"I can't believe you hit me and then call me impossible."

There's no spirit in the argument though. After all, he is on the floor right now. Dead. Still.

"You ate my worm," Tidus sullenly complains, glaring down at Inigo and with a pouty lip that isn't even being admired. If he were the kind of person, he'd fake kick Inigo, but even like this, it doesn't feel right.

"You owe me." There's a panging still to his forehead, but with Inigo playing out of commission, Tidus steps to the side, minding where Inigo's closest hand is...and starts reaching around for the scattered candy.

"A big order of candy. You're buying. Sweets for weeks." Can bossing someone around just be crumbling, 'cause it's more that than any actual expectation of this happening (do they even remember why they came out here for).

"I bought this bag!"

Inigo - or maybe the corpse formerly known as Inigo, or possibly even the semi-Risen formerly known as Inigo! - immediately protests from his spot on the floor.

Don't think he has forgotten what the original sin here was. He's never letting Tidus use his ticket again.

...

Wait, why was he letting Tidus use his ti..

.. Oh.

Inigo immediately shoots up into a sitting position. Please be out of the way, Tidus, or he's just going to hit his head on you like an idiot.

"Hold on.. you were going to complain at the train, not at me!" What has he done wrong here?!

Tidus is already out of the way, thank you very much. He's collecting all these sweets that Inigo might change his mind and decide the Roland Rules doesn't cover (and not because it's dumb, but because he really wants to eat them) and try to come after him. Distance - and speed - is key!

But don't think Inigo has any semblance of a point when Tidus rebuttals straight off, repeating: "You ate my gummy worm! The one with the soft belly! I like those ones!"

No case that Inigo throws at him will stick. Inigo ate his favourite gummy!!

Tidus is lucky. It seems that his floor sweets really are safe. Inigo would never dare cross even a single Roland Rule in his entire life, after all, so he's just sitting there without making a grab for any of the candy. Even though some of the flood candy is definitely right within his reach, now he's sitting there on the ground.

But he's not focused on them. He's purely focused on Tidus, and just how quickly his memory of their original goal is swatted away like a fly by the other.

"Are you really doing all this over one piece of candy?!" Says the guy who defends his right to eat sugar with his life.

Please, Inigo. Don't be a hypocrite.

Tidus remembers the Halloween candy incident. Tidus remembers ... basically any time that Inigo has abruptly jumped him, like today. And there's surely countless other incidents that cannot be titled right now, but Tidus knows. He recalls. Deep in his bones, every time that Inigo has gone after him over the equivalent of one piece of candy.

So with righteousness on his side, he stares at Inigo with narrow-fixed gaze, and replies,

"Just like you would."

And pops a piece of candy into his mouth for effect.

(Dang, he's so cool.)

...

Tidus is so uncool, Inigo thinks as he finally moves himself back up to his feet, lazily pulling a hand through his hair so it doesn't look like a total mess due to this whole struggle and fall combined into one.

And for a moment it seems like he might just say nothing to Tidus for this terrible, terrible remark as he gets back to the terminal, but then he glances back at the other.

".. Just get over here already."

You ruined this mood, Tidus, you better dang well get it back now!!

Tidus has not an iota of guilt or shame in his body, thanks, standing back onto his feet with a pile of sweeties sitting in his cupped hand held against his torso. Gotta keep them safe and cradled.

"Weren't you the one who wanted to complain to the train? You don't need me to start."

But he is here now, to be Inigo's witness. Can he keep eating sweets while they do this? He might, if he's going to be stuck holding all these. Thanks, Roland.

"I need you to hold my hand!"

There's a slight pause where Inigo seems to realise that, because it's him specifically, Tidus may not understand the way he means that in this instance.

".. Metaphorically!" There. Nailed it.

Inigo points to Tidus, who's currently playing the role of The Candy Hoarder, and then to the screen.

"I'm doing this because I thought it would be more fun to do it together."

Tidus was looking at his hands, trying to figure out how to either switch which arm was cradling the candy to give Inigo its hand (it's on Inigo's side), or if he should turn around and give Inigo his hand like that.

...and the look he gives Inigo when he says it's metaphorically is still dubious. Are you sure, bro. Are you sure.

"Give me the candy bag. You still have it, don't you?" Can he stick this candy in there, please. Even if it mingles with the untarnished candies that Inigo still has left!

"You still have to start. It was your idea! Princes firsts," he adds with a chime.

Well, it's not like he's going to object to actual hand holding-- oh. Wait. The bag of candy. He holds it up in Tidus's direction with one hand, as if telling the other wordlessly to just take it.

"Don't mix them together," he just says. Which is clearly a very, very feasible task while dumping a bunch of ground-contamined candies in with a bunch of clean candies. The only thing working in Tidus's advantage here is that Inigo turns back to the screen after the other takes the bag from him, giving Tidus enough opportunity to just dump them in there and call it a day, if he desires to do so.

"Right, right, the feedback post.. Over here."

He opens it - apparently that's what's taking up his attention right now - and presses the voice option, because please, he's not going to show off his grandpa speed typing ability in Tidus's presence.

"Alright, train, I-- we got a lot to say today! But I wanted to start out with those polls.. Don't you see that some things are going to be on there forever if you only add one carriage at once? At this rate we'll never get a pool!"

.. a pause, and then, as if he's only remembering it now he's talking about it: "-- or a dance studio!"

'The only thing working in Tidus's advantage'--Please, as if he wasn't going to dump them into the bag even if he didn't turn around. Those candies are going in and being contaminated. Because this Roland Rule is dumb and Tidus is not holding them when there's a bag.

But, the point of this venture out from the sports gym. Tidus's brows raise when he sees Inigo bring up the voice option, apparently learning about that at some point (probably from seeing Tidus whine over the feedback post in the past few months). He says nothing, except there comes a pause - most likely, Inigo searching for his groove. And Tidus is here to help, so-

"I'm just metaphorically here to hold Inigo's hand, and I'm not blackmailing him to say any of this!" Nailed it. "But also, I agree! You people- snatching train!"

Please don't start a fight with the train under Inigo's ticket.

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