Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

How many fingers am I holding up?

(YOU WANTED BLIND LOCUS YOU GOT BLIND LOCUS

And yeS I WENT TO RTX IM SO HAPPY
I'm the Tucker with the shipping trash sign)

"You are so far beyond glasses you old douche." Felix teased, propping his feet up on the college desk that had more coffee stains than he could care to remember.

"I'm not old, and I believe you handled the douche representation." Locus grumbled, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes.

Felix chuckled, but was still a little more worried that he'd want to admit.

"Just go see an eye doctor tomorrow."

"I have a test."

"Then after the test."

"No."

"Don't make me drag your ass, Locus." Felix sighed, not wanting to turn this into some sort of angsty fanfiction.

"Just do it, please? I'll drive you there and back if you just go."

"I'm not blind," Locus defended, "I'm not going."

Felix growled and stood up. He turned Locus' chair around to face him, and took two steps back.

"How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Don't do this."

"I'm doing it, now tell me. Get it wrong and you're going to the doctor."

"Felix-"

"Locus?"

Locus stared at him, silent. He sighed and ran a hand over his face, then finally said:

"I can't see."

"Yeah, I know, so tomorrow-"

"No, I mean I can't see anything. Not even blurs..." Locus confessed, not looking Felix in the eye.

Could he even look anymore?

"But... You can see a little, right?"

Locus' sadness quickly turned to anger:

"Why do you think I got audio books of our stupid textbooks? I can't read, I can't take tests without my teacher reading the questions, and... I don't know what to do."

Felix felt a pang of regret for pushing him.

Just kidding, he felt like a fucking asshole.

"Let's... Let's go to the doctor now, okay? I promise I'll get you to that test on time."

Locus solemnly nodded, standing up. Felix hooked an arm around his, ready to guide him.

"I still know my way around the school."

"Don't care. I'm helping."

Locus let the conversation fall flat after that, and could only be dragged along as Felix got him into his car and they drove off.

~~o shit time skip~~

"-and that explains why people often confuse this character for a psychopath, when really, sociopath is the correct adjective." Locus explained as he paused the movie for his sociology class.

The students took notes knowing that there was a test afterward, and as Locus was about to hit play, the door burst open.

"What's up motherfu- I mean truckers, I'm back!" Felix screamed as he leapt across desks.

Dear god why.

Locus face-palmed as Felix started handing out taffy and smarties, and sat in a desk.

"Felix I still have one more class left."

"Yeah, and?" Felix questioned, sitting as if he wasn't married to the teacher.

Locus sighed again and hit play, letting the shock of all the student emerge as their favorite character gets killed.

"Yeowtch." Felix commented.

"Shut it. They have to take notes."

"Lame."

"Shut. It."

"Okay, geez, I'll just make paper airplanes then-"

"Absolutely not."

~~~~~

As Locus grumbled when Felix took him to the car, Felix had a random burst of laughter.

"What?" Questioned Locus.

"Don't you think it's... Y'know, funny?"

"What?"

"Just... You teaching. And dealing with children. It's kinda ironic."

"I am patient with people. You most certainly aren't."

"I'm patient!" Felix whined.

"Patient my ass. You showed up to my work to interrupt because you were too impatient to wait in the car."

Silence.

"Okay, you win but that's a one time thing."

"That is the third time it's happened this week."

"Three time thing?"

Locus sighed, jabbing Felix playfully in the side.

"Asshole."

(Fun fact: I made three balloons while writing this)