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@gladio; video

[leatherdaddy]

Hey. [ He's checked in first with Eichi to gauge the situation, his own discovery came as a total shock. He had questions, but the answer remained as abbreviated and final as a guillotine.

Prompto was his best friend, and now he has the supreme 'joy' of telling him he's gone. Great. He looks about as uncomfortable as you could expect. ]

Have you tried calling Prompto lately?

voice

[heavyhead]

[Noct's response does not come in video, for at least a practical reason: he's out, he needs his hands to pick stuff up, so unless Gladio wants a video of the side of his head at a bad angle, voice only it is.

This crinkling is the sound of him looking at snack products.]

Uh, no... He's been gone for like a week. [If his delivery seems flat, well, he's been sulky. It is flat. He buys snacks to feel better.]

[leatherdaddy]

A week, huh? [ Gladio gives a light sigh, closing his eyes at the news. All he had got was some message, but clearly the mystery of how long that's been here is at least somewhat solved. Half to himself, Gladio mutters: ] Am I really the last to know?

[ Then louder, to Noctis: ] I hadn't seen him in a while, so I tried to see if he was interested in hanging out. Instead I got this weird message, something about him not being in this reality anymore.

...How are you holding up?

[heavyhead]

[Noctis hums, noncommittal; there's an extra crinkling noise and a kind of shifting of fabric, which is probably just Noctis shrugging. On the phone, where Gladio can't see him because he didn't answer with video. Never mind it.]

Fine. He'll probably be back.

[Let him have this, okay.]

[leatherdaddy]

[ It's fine, he'll just continue to have his face on the screen tucked wherever Noct has his device. Eichi told him he was out running errands so this makes sense.

He takes a little too long to reply, but he does. Gives a firm nod and tries to make his tone sound more hopeful than uncertain. ]

Yeah, you're probably right.

Lets just hope he doesn't come from some weird part of our timeline, like as a kid or something. Can you imagine a guy like him old?

[heavyhead]

[Don't worry Gladio, you'll spend equal parts of this conversation squished against his ear, waving around at snacks, or under his arm. It's fortunate he didn't answer with video because he would still do all of these things.

Anyway- thanks. For humoring his hope spot.]

Prompto? He'll be exactly the same, just wrinkled.

[leatherdaddy]

With roughly five Chocobos under his care. A regular crazy Chocobo lady, only Prompto.

...Oh shit, this just occurred to me -- [ Don't worry, he won't leave you hanging before elaborating on what horror he's realized. ] If he came back old, that shutter fever of his means he'll come back with photos.

Of us.

Old.

[heavyhead]

Gross. [Does he mean chocobo lady Prompto, or Old Them?? It could be either.]

Ignis already dresses like an old man, so he won't be any different, either.

[Besides That Thing, but like, he'll get there before he gets old.]

[carrotkeeper]

[At some point during the festival, Noctis will find a small box by his door addressed to him with a note on top that reads:

Surprise! Thought this might be comfy after a long day at work. -Iris

Inside is a small bag of candy and this beautiful pajama set. ]

[heavyhead]

[He's going to wear these PJs in public, thanks Iris. Later, Iris will get a mirror selfie(tm) of Noctis wearing the set and giving a thumbs up, because he is a big loser.]

Feeling extra royal.

[carrotkeeper]

[Would it be wrong if she printed this photo and kept it in a journal somewhere for the rest of her life? Probably. She'll just save the photo instead.]

Now you can be the king of the ocean too.

[heavyhead]

[That's probably Creepy, Iris. But saving it's probably fine, make it his contact image.]

I'm already king of fishing. Maybe I'll wear this down to the river next time.

[carrotkeeper]

[That's a much better option. And it will be reel cool looking.]

It would definitely boost your luck. Bet you could catch the biggest fish out there with that on.

[heavyhead]

["Real" now banned, "reel" only acceptable spelling.]

Yep, thanks to you. That means you can come help me carry it back.

[carrotkeeper]

[That's the way it should be, now and forever. Take note Riverview dictionary. ]

Just give me the time and the place. I'll be there to help before you can blink.

[heavyhead]

I'll let you know. Then we can make Ignis cook us a feast. Someone'll have to take a picture.

[Someone, because Prompto is gone, how rude of him.]

[cookingmama]

[Ignis could have waited until Noctis wasn't asleep. He could have been reasonable. But it just so happens he found him taking a nap when he arrived to clean, and, well.

Noctis will wake up to a giant fish laying beside him, head laid on his arm sensually, with several other fish littered all over him. To make it even worse, there's a card propped up beside him when he rises out of his fish hell. The front in big, bold letters:]

YOU'RE OFF THE HOOK

[And in neat, unmistakable cursive on the inside:]

It's oh-fish-al, you're the best!

Ignis

[heavyhead]

[However Noctis reacts to this when he wakes up is going to be left deep in the realm of mystery. Just know that he's confused only until he sees the card with a stupid pun - two stupid puns - and then he knows exactly what's happened here before he reads Ignis' name.

Like Iris, Ignis will later receive a beautiful selfie(tm) featuring Noctis using the biggest fish as part of a makeshift fish throne on the couch in his apartment, with the smaller fish arranged around him as his loyal subjects.

Truly, it is a work of art. And then the text:]

You should de-FIN-itely scale back on the fish puns.

the 25th or something like that

[carrotkeeper]

Hey Noct! You busy?

[heavyhead]

[let him sleep this whole day away in shame]

Depends. Do I still have to call you Aunt?

[carrotkeeper]

[He can sleep off the shame, but the pictures in her phone are forever. Face the music.]

No way. It would sound weird if you called me that now.

[heavyhead]

[Ugh... let him rest.]

Great. Then I'm not busy, I guess.

[carrotkeeper]

Good! You better your shoes on now. I'll be right there.

[Excited yet??]

[heavyhead]

Shoes too? Alright, alright.

[The small hope that this was a surprise Iris visit that didn't involve going anywhere, dashed on the rocks. He'll get up, slowly.]

[carrotkeeper]

[It's obvious by how quick she arrives that her text had been an afterthought. Within a couple minutes, she knocks on the door and shoots off a another text right after.]

Knock knock! It's me. Daylight's burning so we better get moving.