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[It's over. The plague is gone and things are starting to settle again. Standing in the Green, Kevas looks up to the sky at the falling rain. It might be able to wash away the blood, but it can never wash away the memories. Aht died. He said he would protect her and she still died. That will never stop eating at him. Then there's Derek. Kevas doesn't know if he's back yet but if he is, Kevas can't imagine he's taking things too well, or Chloe for that matter, or...well anyone. So much heartache and it's all the fault of one stupid ladymon.

Kevas sighs and falls backwards onto the grass with a wet splat. The rain feels nice against his skin. Maybe he'll just sit here and soak for awhile. That sounds like a good idea.

He just lays there for a moment before grabbing his journal.]

I'm taking a break for the rest of the week. If you need me you know where to find me.

[He's about to toss his journal aside when he decides to add a little more.]

Rapunzel. Chloe. Haven't heard from either of you for a while. You two alright?

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:33 < :((

:33 < what if purrchance we don't know where to find you?

[Well if it isn't his favorite troll. Seriously, those other two are kind of pains in the asses.]

Guess I could always tell you then if some mon wanted to know.

:33 < yes purrlease

You might find a certain Fourpaws lying in the grass in the Green.

[It takes a few minutes, but not much more time has passed before a young troll in a green coat leaps from some high vantage point to land crouched next to Kevas.]

What are you doing?

[Kevas doesn't budge as she lands next to him. His gaze stays pointed towards the heavens.]

Absolutely notin', and it be feelin' great.

[He turns his head to look at Nepeta but doesn't get up from his spot.]

Whatcha be needin' girliemon?

[She doesn't want to worry him. There's too much going on right now with everyone to worry about just her.]

I'm fine

[Rapunzel it is his job to worry about you.]

You sure? You've been quiet since the party.

[Sure there's good reason for that but he never heard anything out of her that entire time.]

[BUT SO MANY PEOPLE DIED D:]

I'm sure

[BRB SOBBING]

[YOU ARE HIS LITTLE ONE. HE HAS TO WORRY ABOUT YOU SO HUSH. B|]

You know you can always talk to me right? About anything.

[sob but she didn't turn zombie and eat people there's other people with MUCH BIGGER ISSUES OKAY]

I know Kevas

thank you

[DO NOT CARE LITTLE ONE'S PROBLEMS COME FIRST]

You're welcome sunshine. I'm right here whenever you need me.

[SOB Kevas you are MAKING IT WORSE she's just trying to stay out of the way]

thank you

[BUT SMOTHERING ALWAYS MAKES THINGS BETTER D:]

You're welcome.

Equius has forgotten me and our moirallegiance and Sollux has made him a pawn and I can't protect him.

[Well, he asked.]

Well, dat be a problem now.

[He hasn't a clue what a moirallegiance is though but he does his best not to look completely confused.]

Joor friend will remembuh joo in a few days. Until den, joo could always take his journal away so Sollux leaves da liddle mon alone.

[Nepeta looks stunned. She couldn't do that! If Equius knew, he would get very cross!

Except that Equius has forgotten how to be cross. And he isn't the boss of her anyway.]

Do you think perhaps that might work?

[Hey at least he didn't tell her to knock him out. That would probably cause more problems than solve.]

Don't see why not. It be joor job to protect da liddle mon right? Sometimes joo be havin' to do sometin' dey don't like to do dat.

[Kevas, your wisdom is well received!]

That's right! Like when he won't let me fun pretend games, even if they're not the dangerous kind!

[He is the wisest one of them all.]

Exactly girliemon. Sometimes joo be havin' to do sometin' dey don't like so dey don't do anytin' dat would get demselves hurt.

Yeah!

[It's... Really not hard to cheer her up.]

Thanks Kevas!

[And she scampers off.]

[Hey he's just happy to have an easy problem to solve for once.]

It be no problem girliemon. Good luck.

[And he's just going to continue his flop in the grass.]

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