These Heartstrings of Mine Are Intertwined With Yours [Closed; Bendytimed]

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Finding Orc in the Media Library is something that strikes Howard as just about as weird as walking in on hippos wearing tutus and dancing ballet - certainly unusual enough to make him doubletake, but given Stacy and her Stacy-ness, not totally out of the realm of possibilities. Stranger things have happened than the illiterate taking a sudden interest in libraries.

Howard, for his part, is looking for more driver's ed material, so once he's located that he wanders over to the space on the floor Orc's occupying and takes a seat next to him. He has a the numbers to punch into his data pad and bring up some nice instructional videos on defensive driving, although for the life of him he still can't find a good instruction manual for a stick-shift car.

"Hey, man, what's-" Ah, Orc's wearing headphones. Probably can't hear him. Howard taps Orc on the shoulder. "What are you doing around here?"

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[paidinbeer]

That could take awhile. As the haze of alcohol faded Orc became more focused on the story. In his head he could see talking rabbits and badgers and otters fighting Rats and weasels and foxes. It was all kind of cool. None of them had powers, but they fought with all their heart for one another. And in this world he was positive that good would triumph and evil.

Why couldn't life be like that?

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Howard waits a while, until he can tell that Orc's completely engrossed in the story.

"Hey, so."

No answer. Good. Howard can work with talking to a stone, at least, a stone that isn't listening to him.

"I've been thinking."

He waits again, just in case.

"I think I like guys."

No response. No slow-witted questioning of the nature of their relationship. No 'okay' or anger or even flat-out confusion. Maybe 'nothing' is the best response Howard can hope for. He's alright with that.

He goes back to reading the manual.