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mindcrackloveMidnight I blame (get it BLAME) you for this. It's my interpretation of Etho's response to "Surprise." So NebTC with unrequited Nebtho. You don't understand how much this hurt to write.
Etho left the death games building with a scowl pulling his mask tight. Of course he had grinned when he opened the chest but a single glance through the doorway had soured his mood.
He could still see them, the image etched into his mind. Blame, with one arm wrapped around Nebris' waist, smiling like he was the luckiest man alive. In Etho's mind, he was. A skeleton mask sat forgotten on a crafting bench and Etho had to suppress the urge to crush it and watch as it splinter into thousands of tiny shards. The now maskless man was gesturing to the, rather simple if you asked him, redstone of the Royal Chicken.
And that still wasn't the worst the part. It was the smile that killed Etho, the look of pure unadulterated joy on Nebris face that broke his heart. He had /never/ shown that much interest in Etho's work. Sure, he had been interested in the mechanics of the machine that dictated when other people would show up in gold to murder him, but most likely only to make "molding the rules to his liking" easier.
The ninja hurried from the scene, head down, eyes focused much too intently on the path, willing his brain not to think about the laughter ringing in his head. Climbing up into his tree with shaking hands, he locked himself in his farm room. Etho banged his head on the door pressed up behind him, squeezing his eyes shut and failing to stop the flow of tears.
He had told himself that it would be worth it. That his own feelings didn't matter as long as Nebris was happy because no matter what they would still be friends and they would still have the death games.
Now he wasn't even sure he had that.
A strangled sob escaped his lips as Nebris' laughter replayed in his head. For a moment he let himself forget that that beautiful sound wasn't for him and let it lull him to a dreamless sleep.
~
Etho woke with a kink in his neck and he rolled to the ground with a huff. He cleared his mind with a heavy heart, filtering all the pain into the back of his head, letting his infamous ninja calm wash over him.
Even if he planned on avoiding Nebris for the rest of ever, and BTC along with him, he still had things to do.
~
He removed his name from the death games. Quietly, while spawn was empty the ninja took his banner from the system and replaced it in the neighboring chest.
He ought to have burned the thing.
~
Fitting it would be raining when Nebris showed up on his metaphorical doorstep-he lived in a tree, mind you-clutching a banner with Etho's likeness dyed onto the front.
"Why?" Nebris' voice was tiny, purple eyes cloudy.
Etho allowed himself the tiniest smile that he had noticed and had cared enough to confront him. "What? Do you miss dying by my sword that much?" He forced himself to commit this image to memory. His sparkling purple eyes, his smile, his lips, his hair, his beard. "I'm busy right now, didn't want to risk interruption," Etho said, looking pointedly at Nebris, "I'll put it back when I've finished." Which would be never.
"As if, I just miss-" Nebris paused and for the briefest second, hope filled Etho, then Nebris continued as though he had never stopped, "-beating you on a regular basis."
Etho smirked, the perfect picture of calm indifference, "Whatever, I wasn't kidding when I said I was busy." The taunting was natural, nice. So much easier than what Etho truly wanted to do, but even so moments like these meant the world to him.
Nebris sighed with a slight shake of his head, and headed down the ladder.
~
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. It's Etho. I think I'm pushing him away-"
"Shhh, it's okay. I'll talk to him
~
As much as Etho had expected Nebris' visit, he hadn't a clue why he could hear Blame's footsteps approaching him.
"He thinks he's pushing you away." Etho's hand froze for a split second as he placed a block, his back to BTC. He forced air into his lungs and back out.
"In the end that will hurt less than the alternative."
"I thought you didn't want to hurt him."
"Never." A pause. "But nor do I care to let myself get hurt more than necessary in the process."
"So your just going to step out of his life. Just like that."
Etho continued to place blocks, letting his mind hold on to that simple repetitive motion. He hummed, but didn't answer. Maybe when he had his feelings better under control he could return.
"Etho! How can you leave him like this? Can't you see he just wants his friend back?"
Etho stopped what he was doing and laughed, not his typical infectious laughter. It was bitter and angry, filling the air with the hollow sound. "Fitting choice of words, but I think you best be on your way."
~
"I'm sorry, I thought I could convince him."
"It's okay, it's not your fault." Oh, but it is.
~
When Nebris arrived at Etho's base, he could sense the difference. It wasn't one thing, but tons of little things.
Everything that had made the place Etho's was gone, banner included.
But worst of all was the sign in the middle of base that simply said, "Goodbye."
Heavily influenced by the song in the tags
Etho left the death games building with a scowl pulling his mask tight. Of course he had grinned when he opened the chest but a single glance through the doorway had soured his mood.
He could still see them, the image etched into his mind. Blame, with one arm wrapped around Nebris' waist, smiling like he was the luckiest man alive. In Etho's mind, he was. A skeleton mask sat forgotten on a crafting bench and Etho had to suppress the urge to crush it and watch as it splinter into thousands of tiny shards. The now maskless man was gesturing to the, rather simple if you asked him, redstone of the Royal Chicken.
And that still wasn't the worst the part. It was the smile that killed Etho, the look of pure unadulterated joy on Nebris face that broke his heart. He had /never/ shown that much interest in Etho's work. Sure, he had been interested in the mechanics of the machine that dictated when other people would show up in gold to murder him, but most likely only to make "molding the rules to his liking" easier.
The ninja hurried from the scene, head down, eyes focused much too intently on the path, willing his brain not to think about the laughter ringing in his head. Climbing up into his tree with shaking hands, he locked himself in his farm room. Etho banged his head on the door pressed up behind him, squeezing his eyes shut and failing to stop the flow of tears.
He had told himself that it would be worth it. That his own feelings didn't matter as long as Nebris was happy because no matter what they would still be friends and they would still have the death games.
Now he wasn't even sure he had that.
A strangled sob escaped his lips as Nebris' laughter replayed in his head. For a moment he let himself forget that that beautiful sound wasn't for him and let it lull him to a dreamless sleep.
~
Etho woke with a kink in his neck and he rolled to the ground with a huff. He cleared his mind with a heavy heart, filtering all the pain into the back of his head, letting his infamous ninja calm wash over him.
Even if he planned on avoiding Nebris for the rest of ever, and BTC along with him, he still had things to do.
~
He removed his name from the death games. Quietly, while spawn was empty the ninja took his banner from the system and replaced it in the neighboring chest.
He ought to have burned the thing.
~
Fitting it would be raining when Nebris showed up on his metaphorical doorstep-he lived in a tree, mind you-clutching a banner with Etho's likeness dyed onto the front.
"Why?" Nebris' voice was tiny, purple eyes cloudy.
Etho allowed himself the tiniest smile that he had noticed and had cared enough to confront him. "What? Do you miss dying by my sword that much?" He forced himself to commit this image to memory. His sparkling purple eyes, his smile, his lips, his hair, his beard. "I'm busy right now, didn't want to risk interruption," Etho said, looking pointedly at Nebris, "I'll put it back when I've finished." Which would be never.
"As if, I just miss-" Nebris paused and for the briefest second, hope filled Etho, then Nebris continued as though he had never stopped, "-beating you on a regular basis."
Etho smirked, the perfect picture of calm indifference, "Whatever, I wasn't kidding when I said I was busy." The taunting was natural, nice. So much easier than what Etho truly wanted to do, but even so moments like these meant the world to him.
Nebris sighed with a slight shake of his head, and headed down the ladder.
~
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. It's Etho. I think I'm pushing him away-"
"Shhh, it's okay. I'll talk to him
~
As much as Etho had expected Nebris' visit, he hadn't a clue why he could hear Blame's footsteps approaching him.
"He thinks he's pushing you away." Etho's hand froze for a split second as he placed a block, his back to BTC. He forced air into his lungs and back out.
"In the end that will hurt less than the alternative."
"I thought you didn't want to hurt him."
"Never." A pause. "But nor do I care to let myself get hurt more than necessary in the process."
"So your just going to step out of his life. Just like that."
Etho continued to place blocks, letting his mind hold on to that simple repetitive motion. He hummed, but didn't answer. Maybe when he had his feelings better under control he could return.
"Etho! How can you leave him like this? Can't you see he just wants his friend back?"
Etho stopped what he was doing and laughed, not his typical infectious laughter. It was bitter and angry, filling the air with the hollow sound. "Fitting choice of words, but I think you best be on your way."
~
"I'm sorry, I thought I could convince him."
"It's okay, it's not your fault." Oh, but it is.
~
When Nebris arrived at Etho's base, he could sense the difference. It wasn't one thing, but tons of little things.
Everything that had made the place Etho's was gone, banner included.
But worst of all was the sign in the middle of base that simply said, "Goodbye."
Heavily influenced by the song in the tags
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Date: Wednesday, January 28th, 2015 02:59 am (UTC)NebTc!
And NebTho feels!!
So many feels.....
I may have to write a little something now( but my med homework is glaring at me on the table unfinished.) hmmmm
Great job
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Date: Wednesday, January 28th, 2015 03:13 am (UTC)And thank you!
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