Sylph of the Sky, Flower of the Earth

Nothing a couple of cups couldn't handle

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"Bro they totally like each other." Cuphead shouted as Mugman tried patiently to respond, his brother hollering at the top of his lungs hoping Cagney stuck around.

"Brother please." Mugman begged, Cuphead still yelling. Mugman resorted to covering what would be his ears with his stubby little fingers.

Cuphead plopped down onto the log next to Mugman. "Alright so how do we get them together?" he asked perking Mugman's attention.

"Well wouldn't that be a bit rude? I mean he said that he doesn't like her." Mugman responded.

"What is with you?" Cuphead yelled, making Mugman flinch. "I know you want to Mugs. Behind that innocent little face of yours is a cup that likes to have fun. When we went to the casino, you were with me! What happened mugs?"

Mugman brought the beverage to his mouth, obviously trying to remain calm.

"Come on Cups, let's go inside, it's getting chilly." Mugman tried to stand up. Cuphead grabbed the arm holding the tea.

"What happened Mugs?" There was obvious sincerity in his voice.

"I can't do this anymore Cuppy." Mugman finally responded. "Yes I really wanted to go to the casino, heck I even suggested it. I was suppose to be the responsible one but what kind of responsible brother lets his brother gamble away their souls?" He took a deep breath, " I just-want to be the adult here. You can get them together but..I am just gonna stay home with Elder Kettle or hang out with Cala, okay?"Mugman saw as Cuphead was about to retaliate but agreed. Mugman walked inside the cottage while Cuphead remained outside.

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Cuphead walked aimlessly around Inkwell Isle 1, thoughts circling his head. Cuphead couldn't help but to blame Cala Maria for the actions of his brother though he knew it was wrong. His brother had a crush on her for a while and it was selfish to blame her, she had given them a hard time in the past but who could blame her? She had been kind to Mugman and was more than happy to hang out with him at really any given moment. Perhaps that was what made Cuphead upset, having his brother taken away.

Cuphead gazed at the bright sun and frowned. Why was this his fate, on a sunny afternoon alone?
Cuphead walked over to the observatory and knocked lightly on the metal door.
A few minutes passed and a tired Hilda answered the door, still in her linen night gown.
"Hello-*yawn* Cuphead." She opened the door signaling for him to enter. He walked into the dark observatory, the ceiling had a long line creased into it suggesting that it would open during the night.
"How can I help you?" Hilda asked, pouring a glass of caffeinated tea.
"It's-about Mugman." Cuphead responded nervously. Hilda snapped her head towards Cuphead.
"What is wrong with him?"
"Uh your tea?" Cuphead pointed to her cup, Hilda had begun to overflow her glass.
"Oh-!"
Cuphead awkwardly leaned against the wall, looking down as Hilda cleaned up the mess.
"He said he didn't want to help me with anything anymore because he wanted to be the 'responsible one' and that it was his fault that we lost our souls last year!"
"Well what were you trying to do?"
Cuphead gripped his overalls and began to sweat.
"u-uh well...I suggested that uhh well." ThatwetrytogetyoutogetherwithCagney.." he sputtered immediately putting his hands on his head. After a moment Hilda's face burst red and hit Cuphead lightly on the head.
"W-WHY IN ALL OF INKWELL WOULD YOU TRY TO THAT?!!" She yelled flustered.
"Um well, you guys obviously like each other so uhh you know...."
After a few minutes, Hilda regained her composure and calmed down with her tea.
"Well I suppose he feels like he should have been a better brother who should have stopped you from making stupid decisions." She stops and blushes faintly, "I mean, I'm really not that good with people."
Cuphead nods his head and walks out, thoughts aggressively fight in his head. Why did he feel that way? He knew Mugman did also want to go into the casino and gamble but he never thought that Mugman would ever get mad at himself for what happened. Cuphead knew what happened was his fault, Mugman told him no and he did it anyway. The thought of it confused Cuphead but what would he do without Mugman. It was Cuphead and his pal Mugman, not just Cuphead. What would getting two people together have to do with not being responsible?

The door to the cottage slammed, walking in Cuphead rushed past his brother and Elder Kettle straight to his room, in which the door was also slammed.
In a pile on the floor lied Cuphead with his  head on his knees. The door was slightly knocked from the outside, Cuphead didn't care. He tried to add up what Hilda said.
"Hey cuppy? There is still a bit of food left from the brunch earlier if you want it.." Mugman said, walking closer to where Cuphead presided on the floor.
"No thanks Mugs."
Mugman sat down next to him. "I'm sorry I acted like that earlier alright? I-Im really sorry."
"No it's my fault." Cuphead responded, "I didn't really consider how you felt, not now, not before. Gosh have I even changed?"
Cuphead could tell that Mugman was taken aback by this.
"Nonono, you are not the same cup as you were a year ago! You are better now!" Mugman held his brother tight. They lied in this position until Elder Kettle called them for dinner.
"Hey Cups?"
"Hmm?"
"Let's do it!"

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Longer chapter today; I wanted a chapter on the brothers to establish setting and character for the boys. Not exactly for filler. I want to show the aftermath a bit more than previous chapters.