Summary: David and Fang bud up to each other. then they both meet old friends from Fangs past.


Chapter Text

My eyes slowly open, it's still dark outside. I peer over to my clock... wait where is my clock? I feel slight shuffle next to my left, and an arm holding on to me constricts slightly. I glance to my left, and I see the sleeping form of Fang holding onto me like a teddy bear. Oh, I remember now I slept with Fang... not like that you pervert! I look to the left for her clock, it says its 5:33AM. I have less than 27 minutes before mine goes off. So, 27 minutes of staying with Fang sounds like a better option. I look at Fang and... she looks calm... or to be blunt, at peace. And me on the other hand... I feel like I have not slept in years, and I only just now gotten the best sleep in existence. Fang stretches and opens her amber eyes; she smiles the warmest smile I have ever seen. "Good morning, Fang." I whisper. "Morning David." She whispers back. "What time is it?" She says in a tired tone. "Oh about 5:39." She frowns a little bit. "Hey, don't worry about the time, 20 minutes is still 20 minutes." I reassured her. She snuggles closer to me and pouts. "Not long enough." I agree with her on that statement. "David... you should probably get ready for the morning." I look at her stunned. "Are you sure I can stay until my alarm goes off." She looks at me and smiles. "I would love you to, but I think I will be fine alone, thank you David." I smile back at her as she lets me go. "You're welcome." I get out of her bed and make my way to my room. The time ticks by slowly and the alarm has no time to react as I stop it on the dime. I go downstairs and get some Joe and await good ole Rip. Strange something tells me I need to be careful. I hear Ripley come down the stairs and fix himself a cup of coffee. He walks past me and sniffs the air... uh... that's weird he is sniffing the air like a blood hound... blood hound... ohno.

Fang slept on me the entire time last night, her scent must've rubbed off on me. I watch in mortal terror as Rip slowly looks at me and says his next words like he is the judge, jury, and executioner. "You..." I think I hear the cup in his hand being crushed. I think I hear vordt of the boreal valley playing. (Oh, dear god is that a health bar?!?!?) "David... give me one reason not to throw you out for the day." I should tell the truth here, but would he accept it, or would he make a reenactment of the first time we met. fuck it. "F- Fang wanted me to sleep in bed with her... again..." "Again?" "Y- Yes sir again." He looks into the very being of my soul. "Do you have proof?" I practically threw my phone at him. He checks the messages on it. "Hmmm... you knew I would RIP you a new one if I found out... But yet you slept with her anyways." "Y- Yes." "You were willing to face actual harm just to make her happy... correct?" "Yes sir." Rip looks at me and says his next words. "... Good." Wait what- "BUT if I found out you did anything to her, I will do more than fire you... Got it?" "SIR YES SIR." I stand to attention with a salute... that may have been overkill. At least Rip looks slightly impressed. "Good." He walks to his recliner, and I fall to my knees, my will and mental strength tested by the Boss himself. Rip got the point across that I can do anything to make Fang happy but cross that line and I am TOAST... or red mist depending on what he has in his hands. I wonder how Anon feels about Rip... He probably had it worse. I can only think what would happen to Naser since he was the only man besides Ripley here.

Ok near fatal panic attack aside, I sit back down on the chair next to the table. I think about Fang... Beak or Snoot... I wonder how she will react. Then a realization hit me, since Rip seems okay with me sleeping with Fang (Do I have to say it?) I could probably crawl back into bed with her... But she did say she wanted to be alone. Mostly for me to be ready for the morning. Fine, I will stay here in this kitchen drinking my coffee... alone... with no down feathered arm to hold me... that had no right to hurt just by thinking it. Wait why did that hurt me? ...no... I did not just develop feelings for Fang. That... would explain why I became calm when I drove the sedan yesterday. But feelings for someone who I was hired to take care of? oh boy. I don't think Rip knows; he probably thinks Fang trusts me more than anyone else if she allows me to sleep in bed with her. I'm not sure how he would react if he found out I have feelings for her. I mean the last person she dated was human after all, and the last anyone saw him was 3 years ago. I don't think Ripley would allow his daughter to be chased by anymore humans again. Wait... does she... no that's impossible. is it? It would explain some of the things she did. Like hugging me when she found out I was fine after facing the cunt from yesterday. And worrying about me when I told her he almost killed me. Not to mention her sleeping rather fast when I slept with her. But everything is going very fast I mean the dealership visit was 2 days ago, but it felt like weeks. Well, what I'm saying is... does Fang have those feelings for me too?

She could just be concerned for a friend. I mean my feelings for her that of friendship right... the feeling in my heart says otherwise. I need more time to dwell on this. I finish my joe and I head back upstairs and... I found myself looking at Fangs room. She will be fine alone I think to myself. I head into my room, and I see Fang sitting on my bed as I walk to my... wait... NANI THE FUCK. I blink several times and the thing taking the form of Fang does not dissipate. That would only mean she got into my room herself. BUT HOW DID SHE DO THAT AND WHY WOULD SHE?!? "Uh... you okay David, it seems you just blinked your eyes out of focus." I snap back to reality. "HOW- *ahem* How the fuck did you get in here?" She smiles, That damn smile. "I crawled here." With one arm... she got through two doors with one arm, a bad leg, and a thigh. That surprises me. "You know that if Rip finds out you are in here with me instead of your bed. He might fucking end me." "Nah he won't when I'm around." Is she joking? "Well anyways why are you in here?" She then smiles. "So, I can hang out with you!" She chirps. I sigh... of course she would I'm more surprised that she did this without any aide. "If you want to hang then we can hang... but PLEASE let me know in advance." "Sure!" Ok... now what can we do... besides talking about Warhammer lore... or HOSV... OR THE SHOOTING... what about her friends? I'm sure we could talk about them without having any mishaps.

I sit next to her on my bed... yes, MY BED. "So, Fang... did you have any friends?" Oh no she already looks sad. "It's okay we don't have to-" "No it's okay David." She thinks for a moment. "Well, there was Rosa and Stella... but I don't think they want to talk to me anymore." So much for friends I suppose... but they were willing to befriend her again. "There was Sage, but I think she does not want to see me anymore." Who is Sage... other than that this is sounding rather depressing. Then she lights up. "OH, there is Reed and Trish... but I have not seen them in some time, but I'm sure they would like to meet me again." Never heard of them before. "What about you David... did you have any friends?" "Well, if you count out the guys I met on the internet and the guys that talked me into going on a B- Book... review forum. Really no one other than you." That was VERY close, she does not need to know about THAT. Oh, wait she looks a little upset "Really? you don't have any friends you can go talk to in person than me?" I nod. She scooches closer to me to lean onto me while sitting. Oh, she looks more upset now. "Hey, are you upset about me not having friends." "Y- yes." Oh, she is tearing up. "Hey, don't cry about it, I'm okay with one friend." "I j- just d- d- don't want y-you to be- be..." She tries to form a coherent sentence... but fails. I have to calm her down somehow... Sometimes actions speak louder than words. I hug Fang... and the dam behind those amber eyes broke open. She is almost wailing when she cried. I don't know how long we sat there, but eventually she calmed down. I let go of her, her eyes were red and puffy, and she wore a weak smile. "Thank you, David... sorry about that I... think I needed that."

"It's okay Fang." She resumed to lean onto me. "Oh, David can I ask you something?" "Sure." "What will you do for me?" um... whar? "What do you mean by that?" She looks at me. "What will you do for me David... be honest... please." I think about it for a moment... anything, I guess. "Anything." She looks at me more seriously. "Anything?" and I replied "Anything." Her face shows an expression that... looks wrong... what are you planning on doing Fang? Then she switches to the smuggest look I ever seen. "Anything David?" "Yes anything." She looks smugger now... okay what's the deal- oh- "Well not everything if that's what that face means." I never seen a face that smug before. "Aww but what if I want a ring with the largest diamond on it?" "No." "ok... but what if-" she leans in and whispers to my ear... "What If it was estrus season and I have no one to spend it with?" OH, WHAT THE FUCK. I look back at her bewildered at the fact she would bring that up. Mrs. smugness looks more smug than last time. How red is my face now... you know what. "You're going back to your room." I pick her up... and she makes the trip to her room worse by whispering more lewd things to me... I eventually got her to her bed and me to my room. I can feel the heat on my face convert the air around me to steam. Oh, dear god I have images of the things she said in my head now... unwanted thoughts aside, what expression was that before she looked smug... it was just... wrong... it makes me feel weird just by thinking about it. what was the meaning of her question... anything? What would be the limit of anything. What is she planning on that information. I try not to think about it.

9AM and everyone else in the house is awake and enjoying breakfast... I swear this is like some common occurrence now. The food for this morning is... that a pancake? "Hey Sam, are these pancakes?" "Oh Davie... It's a crepe!" she chirps... crepes... with some bacon and milk. I enjoyed the brekky with the rest of the Arans. these crepes are somehow more delicious than pancakes... I'm not sure how to feel about that due to how thin a crepe is. Then we are on the couch watching TV... again... this is just boring... same thing everyday breakfast, TV, occasional going out, lunch, TV, Diner, And bed all in that order. perhaps I can take Fang somewhere at noon or something. where would she want to go... I would have to ask her that. Well, she is right next to me so- "Hey David?" oh, right on cue. "Yes Fang?" "Could we go to the park around noon." well that was easy. "Do you want your parents to-" "No." that was suspiciously fast. "Are you sure?" she looks at me and smiles "Yes David, I'm sure." okay she said she was sure... so... why does it feel like I'm missing something, mostly the point of why she wants to go alone with me in tow. Perhaps she wants to be alone as much as she can. But the thought of those people looking at her and jeering. what if she gets attacked by some angry parent whose child died at Fangs hand. I guess that's what the revolver was for... the same gun that killed six people... used by the same hand that held onto me last night... I can tell she regrets it, all of it. I look back at Fang and... she is making that expression again. I think I know what it is... a grim realization. but a realization of what?

Before I knew it 12PM struck. Rip helped Fang into some more appropriate clothing, a red shirt with black sweats and a single sneaker. While I wore a blue shirt with jeans and black sneakers. And here we are two brave people about to face an even braver world on our own terms. I start wheeling Fang to the park that's... a 30-minute walk... but I'm already halfway through and I should've brought the car. As we walked no one really looked at us. Oh, I did bring the revolver along just in case. We saw the buildings we passed by like a fancy diner, a free mason lodge, a new Mexican place, a hot dog stand, and... oh fuck. I spot ahead of us a table with the words 'Justice for the Volcano High 6' on the front. There are two Dinos manning the table handing out fliers. A green male Raptor wearing a white tee and jeans, and a red/cream colored female Parasuar, wearing a red leather jacket and some jeans. That Parasaur looks rather mean looking than the green raptor. Lucky for us we avoided them by simply being across the street. The final stretch of our journey to the park is near, no one else seems to realize who Fang is lucky for us. We walked through the gate and into the park. the park has trees, food vendors, public restrooms, and a pond, you know park things. Oh, and tables can't forget those. I wheel Fang to one "Drinks?" I ask. She nods "Lemonade please." I walk to the nearest vendor and ask for lemonade. After a few minutes I spot a pink raptor tripping on himself across the grass ahead. He is holding onto a thermos of... something. And a short purple female trike follows behind him trying to hold him still. I can tell from here how uh... thick... she is.

After watching the duo trying to outpace each other I got my drinks and head back to Fang. I see her sitting next to the table... with that grim expression. What is she thinking if she is making a face like that every time, she thought of it? I set the drink in front of her, and she snapped back to reality. At least the gravity did not go anywhere. I sit next to Fang; she is complementing her drink. "You okay Fang? you looked like you were lost in the sauce." "Oh, I'm fine David... what does 'lost in the sauce' mean?" I think back to the pictures of a parrot drowning itself in a chocolate fountain. "Uh just a saying on the internet for getting very into something." She smiles softly as she drinks her lemonade. We both enjoy our drinks, when suddenly a visitor sits opposite to us. It's that pink raptor from before, he wears aviators, a hoodie, and his short hair is frazzled. "Sssah brahs." Uh... stoner I assume, So I respond in kind. "wassah brah." He chuckles. "Nuthin much brah just lookin for the eh..." He leans in "Hat man... I owe him money, but I have it." he point dual finger guns at me with a smile. I look back at Fang and... she looks surprised. "Holy shit... Reed?" oh... don't tell me... I look back at Reed and... he looks at Fang confused until he realized who Fang was... If he was higher than a Chinese spy balloon, he definitely sobered up now. He looks at Fang shocked... "F- Fang... I- Uh I-" He gets up and runs away... I knew raptors are fast but holy shit he RAN. I look back at Fang who looks to be on the verge of tears. "Hey, it's okay, was he a friend?" She nods. "Well maybe he was just... surprised, I'm sure he will be back." She does not look convinced. "You want to get some lunch?" She nods. I look off in the distance and see a Taco Drum on the other side of the park. "How does Taco Drum sound?" "It- it sounds good." She smiles weakly. I start wheeling her to the fast-food taco place.

We arrive to the Taco Drum, and we start to get inside. I look ahead the place is not busy but there are a few people here. A teal-colored raptor captures my attention as he carries 4 large drinks of what appears to be Baja blast in his hands. Oh no he slipped and fell forward, spilling his drinks in front of him. He got on all fours and... oh god he is crying "MY BAJA BLASTS!!!" He cries to the heavens as he looks at his loss in front of him. This is just sad as I watch him lose whatever composure he had at the loss of his favorite drink. "Uh... David we should get moving." "I agree." We walked past the poor raptor as he wails at his spilt drinks. May whatever god above have mercy on him. We get to the service counter and order a dozen supreme tacos. It was not long until the tacos were made that we chose a seat to eat at. We ate our tacos as the day progressed. I finished my half as Fang... only pecked at her second taco... She clearly has something on her mind but what would that be. I doubt I can get it out of her by talking. I look around the fast-food place and... I see Reed kneeling on the ground on the other side of the building. A pair of purple hands holds his face to her lap as he wept. I can only guess what he is going through. Well... "Hey Fang, I'm going to the restroom, will you be okay while I'm gone." She nods slowly. I get up and make it seem like that I went to the restroom, but I did not. except I took the long way around to Reed and what I assume is Trish. I sat opposite to them; they did not notice me until Reed looked up and saw me. "That- Thats the skinnie she was with." The purple trike looked at me surprised. "Hello." I spoke.

She already looks pissed. "What are you doing here, and where is Fang?" "Fangs right there BUT FIRST I need to speak with you about something." "Oh, really me taking advice from a fucking monkey, like the last one that was with Fang." She starts to cry. "And looked what happened." I assume she is talking about Anon. "Ok look I just want to make Fang less depressed than she is, but I can't really do it alone. I mean she was upset Reed left on a short notice." Reed looked hurt by that as he drank more from his metal thermos. "And hell, he looks like he is just as hurt as Fang is." He stopped drinking for a moment. "And so are you Trish, hell I can see you crying as we speak." Trish wipes her eyes a bit. "Look Fang has not talked to any of her friends in 3 years and I'm sure she would love to speak to you two, you know make up for lost time. you two are her best friends, right?" They both nod. "Well how about this, you go speak with her while I go to the restroom, I will be in there for 10 minutes while you talk." "w- what will we talk about?" Reed asks. Well, hell I don't know... "I don't know catch up, make up for lost time, but try not to mention the shooting, AND DEFINETLY don't mention anything about me knowing about it... please." They both look at me. "S- sure thing bro." Reed says. "Alright..." Trish says. Okay I guess that's it... I head to the restroom and wait.

As I waited my chest tightens... what if it doesn't go to plan, what if something bad happens and Fang gets upset. This anxiety is not making the time go faster as I wait. just 8 more minutes to go. Did I do something bad; did I fuck up by leaving Fang alone with friends who she has not met in 3 years? They seem to be willing to connect with her again. What if they told her I knew about the shooting... no they won't do that... will they? God, it feels like hours have passed. Only 6 minutes to go. It feels like a Boa is tightening my chest. I go into a stall and sit on the toilet inside; I need to calm down is what I need to do. I try but the feeling of that tightness is ever increasing. It's getting harder and harder to breath, h- how much time... 3 minutes, feels like 3 hours passed. It's going to go fine... RIGHT?!? Why am I so anxious? I need to get a grip. I leave the stall and look at the sink... D- David turned T- The sink on. David clasps his H-Hands together to collect the water flowing from the sink, His heart could give out at any m- moment. In an instant he splashed the water to his F- Face. Oh god h- I needed that. I feel myself calm down a bit. I check the time, 2 minutes overdue. As I dry my face I walk out and peer around the corner where Fang sat. It... Holy shit it appears it went well; I see them give each other a group hug. Oh, thank God, I am much calmer now. Now time to face the thunder.

I walk to Fang and the gang. Fang spots me and smiles. she looked like she cried... but it still went well. "Oh David, your back in time." "Are these your friends Fang?" She looks at Reed and Trish then back at me and nods. "They told me how you convinced them to talk to me." Thats good- wait... DID THEY FUCKING TELL HER- I look at Reed and he pulls his aviators down and winks. I think that means the secret is kept. I chuckle "Well I saw Reed and Trish in here and I simply told them how much you missed them." Fang smiles along with Trish and Reed. They seem like best friends for the longest time, and I'm glad I brought the old gang together. "Are you ready to head back home Fang?" She nods and says goodbye to her friends. I unbraked her wheelchair and before I can wheel her anywhere Trish said something. "See you later Fang!" she chirps. Fangs face shows a grim expression then she said "Yea... see you later." The duo walks out of the Taco Drum. why did Fangs face show that expression again? I start to wheel her out of the place, and I see that teal raptor again. He is gingerly sipping on a cup filled with Baja blast. His face looks traumatized as he sipped away at his drink... poor fella. I got Fang outside and she says something. "Hey David?" "Yes Fang?" "Could we go to one final place before we go... home?" Why did she take so long to say home? "Sure, thing Fang, where to?" She pauses... then she says. "The sunny cliffs shoreline." Oh, I know that place. beautiful view of the California shoreline. I'm sure Fang would love it there.

As I wheeled Fang there, I can't help but think why she would want to go there. I mean sure it's a nice view but it's pretty dangerous if you're not careful. It's another 30-minute trip, but I can do it. Still, no one to ruin the day as we trudge on. I see the shoreline as we near the cliffs. Soon the sandy beach will turn into a steep cliff in a few minutes. And we made it... on top of the cliffs as I wheel Fang to the best place on the cliffs I can see near the shoreline. And There we are, a beautiful view of the ocean, you can see a few cargo ships in the distance making important runs. You can even see a few seagulls flock around in the distance. I turn to Fang, she looks calm... very calm... too calm... Is she okay? "Hey Fang, are you doing good?" She takes a moment to respond while she looked at the Pacific Ocean ahead. "...yes..." There is something amiss, but I can't put my finger on it. "Hey David, could you move me closer." I already thought I picked a good place to park her. "Sure." I move her closer. "Closer..." Uhm... okay? "Sure." I move her closer to the edge, don't worry it's not like we are THAT- "Closer... please..." I think we can spare a few more feet. "Sure." I move her closer... That face... is she calm or- "Just a little closer David... then that's it." Okay this is getting weird... but I do it anyways. "S- sure thing." I move her closer, I think we are at least 5 feet away from the ledge.

Fang looks more at the ocean ahead. Her face... it looks calm but... there is something else to that expression than just calm. "Hey Fang, do you enjoy the view?" She waits for a moment. "...yes..." There is something wrong but I'm not seeing it. "Hey David, can I ask you something?" I look at her patiently. "Sure, thing Fang." "... what do you think of me?" Um pardon me. "Well... I think you're a kind and loving person, your always funny and you're a good friend." She continues to stare into the ocean... then she smiles. "Thank you, David." "Your welcome Fang." We both look at the ocean ahead. "Hey David." "Yes?" "Can you do one more thing for me." Why sure thing Fang. "Sure." She looks back at me with the warmest smile I have seen her give. Then a single tear falls down. Why is she crying. Did I do something or was she thinking about something. Then what she said next made my body go numb.

"I want you to push me off this cliff."