NON Sam and max stories (mostly THSC)

A bittersweet ending (Stickvin)

(art by kim_do_yi0901 on insta)

For the longest time, all Henry could see was black.

The black void of nothing.

But when he finally opened his eyes...

He saw white.

Nothing but white.

When got a grip on his surroundings, he then looked down at his hands.

One organic and one metal.

Oh yeah, that's right... he'd used his new cyborg form to take down the Toppat's airship.

And then died.

Henry sighed. He figured he probably deserved this...

After betraying the government and giving up the opportunity to live without the cops after his head, he was a fool not to take it.

He still felt bad about it... mostly bad about 1 person in particular.

The one and only Charles Calvin.

Henry teared up, thinking about him.

Charles had been his once. And he loved him with all his heart.
But, he messed up, and lost him forever.

But he still loved him.
He loved him so much it hurt.

And then when he had the chance to get him back... he threw it away.
And for what? Money? Power? Fame? Maybe just a twisted version of pride and self-fulfillment...?

All those things were worthless compared to Charles' gorgeous eyes and wonderful smile.
And now Henry would never see them again.

He was doomed to spend his new eternity alone.

His tears made no sound as they fell onto the floor of the white void.

But then, he heard a voice.

"Henry...?"

Henry's eyes widen and his spine goes cold.

It... was HIS voice...

He looks up in disbelief.

He sees a silhouetted figure in the distance.

"I-is that you...?" the voice said.

Henry stands up.

He walks forward.
"Y-yeah... it's me..." he quietly responds.

The figure walked closer, so Henry could see it clearly.

Henry's heart dropped.

It was him.

The two stared at each other for a few tense seconds.

Then, Henry started to run forward.

He didn't care if this was an illusion or a hallucination or whatever, as he runs, jumping and tackling Charles to the ground in a bone-crushing hug.

Charles squealed as he fell over, but soon held him just as tightly, laughing in joy.

Henry clung to Charles like he'd never let go again.

"It's you... god... it's really you!" he whispered.

Charles cry-laughs, nuzzling Henry's shoulder. "Y-yeah... it's me, hen..."

Henry smiles. "God, I missed you so much..."

Charles hugs him tighter. "I'm sorry..."

Henry laughs. "Charles..."
He pulls back, looking him in the eye. "You don't have to be sorry for anything."