Nicest Fight Ever

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Since coming home from Mt. Rageous and rescuing Floyd, Branch felt the need to help his brother. A lot. Although Floyd was proud of his younger brother and appreciated the help, he sometimes felt a little clostrophobic with Branch hanging on his every need of every minute.

#1:

Floyd was getting up to get some water until Branch sat him down on the couch and got it for him.

#2:

Floyd was cold one night and wanted to get a blanket from the closet, but Branch led him to his own room to have for the night.

Floyd was fed up with it and decided to console his older siblings about it.

Floyd: Guys? What should I do? He's coddling me, thinking I'm still fragile after everything that's happened.

Bruce: What d'you mean? He seems pretty happy to me.

Clay: Yeah, and what I hear from Poppy's perspective is a win.

Floyd: Hmm...

Branch came in with slippers, a scarf, a blanket, and other warm things until...

Floyd: STOP!!!

Everyone couldn't believe their ears. Floyd was usually so quiet. Not loud.

Branch: What's wrong, Floyd? Are you not comfortable?

Floyd: No, it's not that I just have to get something off my chest.

JD: What is happening?

Bruce: You got me.

Clay: It's like the nicest fight ever.

Floyd: *takes stuff off* Branch, all this fuzzy stuff and running around for me is a bit much, and I want you to know...

Branch: It's okay, Floyd. I think I know what you're going to say.

Floyd: Oh, phew! I was hoping to dodge that.

Branch: You want me.

Floyd: Mn-hm.

Branch: To stop.

Floyd: Uh huh. *smiles wide*

Branch: And help you with everything!

Floyd: What?! No!

Branch: Like help you walk and chores...

Floyd: Branch Enough! You're not listening.

Branch: *looks sad* What do you want?

Floyd: *sighs* I-I want to be alone... From you.

Other 3: *Gasp loudly*

Branch: Oh. O-okay. *turns and leaves the bunker*

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