NON Sam and max stories (mostly THSC)

Red and Orange headphones (thsc- Burt and Charles)

(art by PixelMeteorHD35 on DeviantArt) 

Henry tended to stare at Charles a lot.

It was more acceptable now that they were dating , but even before they got together, he liked staring at Charles.

He was just so pretty...

Today, Henry was in the mess hall looking at Charles, who himself was looking at two of his fellow soldiers, The rambunctious Bukowski twins.

The two were having fun, playing jenga with some empty cans.

In the end, Calvin was the victor, as Konrad pulled a can out, causing the whole thing to topple over.

Calvin did a little victory dance as Konrad lay his head on the table in defeat.

But afterwards, the two brothers laughed together, throwing their arms around each other good-naturedly.

Charles watched them, and he looked... sad...?

Henry made his way over, sitting next to him. "Hi honey."

Charles perks up, smiling at him. "Oh hi darlin'." he says.

Henry smiles and gives him a kiss on the cheek. "Why so glum?"

Charles blushes and tilts his head. "Glum? What are you talking about?"

Henry frowns. "I've noticed that lately, when you're in the mess hall, you tend to look sadder than you normally do..."

Henry points to the twins. "And it's always when you're looking at the Bukowski boys..." he thinks, then looks at Charles. "Are they giving you trouble or something?"

Charles shakes his head. "O-oh no, they didn't do anything to me, it's just... well..." he sighs. "They remind me of some... difficult memories."

Henry tilts his head. "Difficult memories...? What do you mean?"

Charles scratches his neck. "It's... a bit complicated..."

Henry takes Charles's hand. "Yea?"

Charles looks away. "Well... it's because..."

Henry waited for his answer.

"I used to have a twin brother."

Charles finally responded.

Henry's eyes widened. "What? Really?"

Charles nods. "Mhm..."

Henry stares into space. "Huh... didn't see that one coming."

Charles looks away. "Yeah... His name was Bertrum Calvin, and he looked almost exactly like me. Only difference was he had heterochromia."

He points to his eyes. "He had one green eye and one brown eye."

Henry looks at the floor. "Wow..."

He then realizes something.

"Wait, what do you mean, 'used to' have a twin brother?" He asks, looking scared. "I-is he..." Henry didn't wanna say 'dead'.

Charles sighs. "I don't know..." he looks at henry. "When he turned 18, he left home, and none of my family ever saw him again..."

Henry looks sad. "Sorry to hear that..."

Charles nods. "We tried to track him down... but nobody could ever find him... it's like he suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth or something..." he says, sighing.

Henry pats his head. "Wow... no wonder seeing the Bukowski's together makes you sad..."

Charles leans his head on Henry's shoulder, and Henry strokes his back.