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"Why does it have to be complicated?" (TK) Chapter

[Fair warning, IT WILL BE SAD.]
[Takes currently day in their story:]

It was very much a nice day. Warm weather, birds were singing, windows were open, and fresh air of spring air. Ticci sits sorta lying on their bed. Their entire mind is at war between thoughts, and a certain person. Ticci tries to focus to fix the headset disk that floats around their Ushanka but seems to fail. Ticci sighs and hears someone approach their door. Ticci looks up to see the door open to the mother..er..father?..no mother of the group, Haska.
Haska has a face of worry, "Ticci?" 
Ticci stays quiet,
"You know, You should come out of the room at some point. Today is a nice day," Haska spoke softly.
"I know, I just don't feel like it." Ticci answered,
"And that is?" Haska questioned.
"You are sounding like a mother again." ticci replied.
 "Yes, but that comes in hand in these situations," Haska said entering the room, closing the door, and opening a window letting that spring air in. "I can take guess what bothering but I won't, so what's wrong?" Haska asked.
"That obvious?" Ticci said, setting the floating panel down, and looking at Haska. 
"Yup, Pretty Obvious." Haska agreed.
"then why ask?" Ticci questioned, 
"because I'm not one to assume. I may be old, wise, and tend to act as a 'know it all' but that's only when I'm around the bratty children." Haska states, and leans against the wall. 
"True, Liv does call you the mother of the studio." 
"Should be father, but I don't care honestly. Now, tell me what's bothering you or I'm gonna be that one annoying motherly figure who won't leave your run til you tell them what's wrong." Haska sorta threatens?
Ticci stares at Haska before clicking their tongue and speaking, "I'll just throw you out that window." 
"Well, that gives me that it's nothing much negative going in your mind if that was your response." 
Ticci paused, "You sneaky little-" 
"Mother knows best " Haska recites from 'Tangled '
Ticci stares at Haska in disbelief, "Don't you dare." Haska grins. 
"Haska"
"I'll do it." 
"no"
"yes." 
"no." 
"Yes." 
"no." 
"yes."
"no."
"Yes."
"no."
"yes."
"no."
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"no." 
"no"
"yes." Ticci paused. "You asshat." 
"I know, now are you going tell me or am I going to recite the Bee movie or a Dinsey Movie." Haska grins.
"Fine, Fine." Ticci Sighs, "I'm missing him, okay. Now you can go." Ticci's tone saddens,
"him?" Haska questions, "Who is Him?" 
Ticci rolled their eyes, "Cream... Austin. I miss Austin okay?"
"Oh? Well, he's-" Haska gets cut off, "I don't know how to feel towards him," Ticci said.
"Well, that is certainly interesting, mind explaining?" Haska said taking a sit on the bean bag ready to listen. 
"I.." Ticci pauses, "I... I don't know. I'm supposed to dislike Austin, not.. not like him. I've done stuff to Austin that would make him hate me, and He's done things for me to hate him... but... god this is complicated.." Ticci groaned. 
"But?" Haska spoke, 
"Why does it have to be so complicated...? " Ticci asked.
"Because that's human." 
"what-" 
"It's natural to feel conflicted with feelings. For feelings to be complicated. Want to know something?" 
"Sure.." 
"The heart doesn't like to follow the mind sometimes, therefore, the mind wants to retaliate. It starts to make us feel such complicated feelings to try and confuse the heart. But the heart will always win because The mind might be strong but it's the heart that makes it stronger." 
"That sounds cringy" 
"But it's true, at least in my eyes." 
Ticci thought for a moment about what Haska had said. "what about the thoughts?" 
"hm? Thoughts?" Haska questioned, 
"mhn, Austin never leaves my mind and-" 
"and, That is your heart fighting back. While your mind wants to surpress those feelings with boring serious thoughts, your heart wants to be, wants to feel, it wants to be heard." Haska smiled, "So what do I do?" Ticci asked. 
"well, what do you think you need to do." 
"Thats why asked you." 
"but i'm not you."
"god damnit Haska." 
"I maybe the 'mother' of the studio, but I ain't a choice picker." 
"You're right, I guess...uhm.." Ticci tries to think. Thats when the knock was heard from door. "Whaat." Ticci asked to the person behind the door. 
"Hey Tic Tak, I was just checking on you. Liv said you aren't feeling the best so I wanted to check on you." Cream said.
"f-Fuck." Ticci mutters under their breath. Haska chuckles, "You can come in Austin." Cream opens the door, "oh, Hey Hershey." Haska sighs, and gets up from the bean bag and walks out of the room. "You both have a good chat, I'm going to strange me a Liv." Haska said waving their hand in the air as they walked away. 
"chat?" Cream questioned. "HASKA YOU DICK!" Ticci yelled, "well.. I guess thats normal for Haska." Cream looks at Ticci, "Are you-" "OUT-" "Jee- I'm going I'm going!" Cream chuckles. But before Cream left, he gives Ticci a hug, "Amour, if anything is wrong just call." And with that, Cream turns and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. Ticci sat on their bed, stareing at the door, eyes widen, processing what had happened.

And then it clicked. Ticci picked up their rainbow pillow and scream into it. Completely flustered. 

[A tale of happy ending, but for how long is the questions at hand.]


-TheNormalCrackhead.