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Carlos takes Cecil home to meet his family for Christmas. A tale of overcoming bias, fear, and closed-mindedness, love in all forms, bright green parkas, snowball fights, and gingerbread exploding. Nothing out of the ordinary for Christmastime, right?
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Instead of visible repugnance after the third sip like they expected, Noel leans back with a sigh, expression conflicted. John recognizes a similar blush coloring in his face that he knew Arthur had likely already begun to acquire - it usually happened soon after drinking something with alcohol. The pink blossoming beneath his skin only served to highlight Noel’s features, which were already bathed in the afternoon sun reflecting through the window - an interesting hue which framed him in a subtle, enticing spotlight of illumination, John muses, keeping the thought to himself.
“Either this is growing on me, or my tongue is dying.” He holds the bottle aloft, leaning into the stiff seat cushion, staring at it like it held any new answers for him. “You’re up, Arthur.”
On a train bound for New York, Arthur and Noel meet under very different circumstances.
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John fights tooth and nail against the King. Hastur, unable to make his missing heart fit again, casts him out into the Dark World as punishment. There John slowly loses himself.
Kayne comes to him with Arthur's face, offering to lend a hand.
A hand John is foolish enough to ignore.
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He did nice things. He was not Kayne.
It's why he wore white. It was all about evening out that wild and unfettered nature, because (yes, he knew enough to understand) of the Trauma. Ha. Haha. What, he wondered, would Arthur do if he knew every god he met had trauma?
Probably make a mess. Psychology wasn’t that guy’s strong suit.
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Hmm, he thought, coming to the city with Cecil was a great idea. He sipped from the glass, hmm-ing again as the drink burned down his throat and settled in his stomach, a bit more bitter than he had anticipated.
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Carlos gets invited to a Science convention outside of Night Vale. Cecil decides to join him. After several drinks, they find themselves waking up locked in unfamilliar cells with the other nowhere to be seen.
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Everything's fun and games during a night out on the town with your husband, until you wake up in a cell.