Flippy And Fliqpy Roleplay!

SECTION 6: REUNION Part 4

Flippy shrugged, not sure of how he should respond. He didn't really want him to come, even with his calm expression. But the officer didn't seem to want to let them go away that easily. God, Mom was going to kill them.

(timeskip)

"You two little hooligans, what did you do ?"

Well, just like he thought, their mother wasn't happy to have her sons escorted back home by a policeman. She pinched their cheeks while continuing her rambling.

"Well I guess it's still better than having you in a hospital, but still, I would like to let you go out without any problems like that !"

Flippy rubbed his cheek as soon as she let him go.
She sighed and then gave a big smile to the blue haired man.

"I still don't know what exactly my sons did, but I'm truly sorry. And well, you walked all the way here, why won't you have a cup of tea or something to eat, to get some strength for the way back?"

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Splendid agreed to the offer, since his shift wash finished, as he followed the two others inside. He sat opposite Fliqpy and next to Flippy. Fortunately no one asked for details of what happened, after he assured them it was nothing serious, and seeing the faces of the two brothers, he realised he should keep this to himself.
The dinner went by calm, as they asked him about small things like his age and job. The twins learned that Splendid is 3 years older than them, and his job was mainly keeping order and safety around town on his daily patrols. He also has a brother, Splendont, who's a year older than him. But for some reason... Fliqpy couldn't stop looking at him. Why was he feeling so odd at his sight, hearing his voice? He tried his best to hide it and just kept staring at his food he barely touched on.

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That was definitely not right. Flippy tried to stay causal. He kept on smiling and talking, so used to pretending, that it felt natural.
But he didn't liked this guy at all. He didn't know why. Maybe because he's a cop. Maybe because of the weapon that was still on him. Maybe because off his all blue apparence that dragged back hurtful memories. Maybe because he was sure that the guy was responsible for Fliqpy's panic attack.
He wasn't sure. But having him in the house, in a place that was supposed to be safe, felt wrong. The safety of this place felt already changed, when his brother left. If it broke completely because of some stranger, he didn't know where he'd go. Maybe he could live in the old headquarter? Flippy's smile grew a bit more at that stupid thought.

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Fliqpy headed home shortly after splendid left. He made sure his brother is okay and they hugged goodbye. Its like their own silent promise that what happened will stay between them two. Finally, Fliqpy got into his apartment, locking his door and putting his phone on the shelf. He sat down, and for a while just... Tried to get his feelings together. Why did he feel so odd around the blue haired guy - splendid? What was it that he was feeling anyway? He didn't understand himself and anyway he was messed up enough. He layed down for a few hours just trying to understand it...
And he did.
What he realised wasn't at all what he expected. He couldn't comprehend it was true.

Ah, today's day brought so much stress to him, he decided a shot or two won't harm him. He took out the shot glass and a bottle of some strong rum, before sitting down on his bed and drinking a shot. It did however.... Get out of control. And after his... 14th or so shot he was so drunk, he felt dead. With his skinny body and weight of some 45 kilograms, it didn't take much more before he rolled off the bed and stayed on the floor like that, passing out in no time.

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When Flippy woke up the next morning, he knew something was wrong. His vision was blurry, whatever he did to ease it, and his balance was a bit unstable even if he was sitting down. However he felt like this uneasiness didn't come from him... Oh god What was Fliqpy doing ?
He stood up and tried to grab his phone to call his brother.