Fic meme, Asch/Luke
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volieredeatoriAsch/Luke, "This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had. Of course I'm in."
"…Cheagles," Asch says, slow and disbelieving, folding his arms, giving his replica a look that suggests he's a few fonstones short of a Score. "You can't be serious. Cheagles."
"…Why not? What's wrong with that?" Of course Luke is defensive; he doesn't take kindly to having his ideas picked at. "Look, you barely have to do anything. I'm going to be doing most of the work, you're just my backup. I guess I could have asked someone else, but--" and that right there, combined with the pouting, wide-eyed look of mock innocence he gives his original, says it all. "…I want you to come with me, s-so that…that's good enough, isn't it? Besides, I can't carry that many cheagles by myself…"
Asch pinches the bridge of his nose, shuts his eyes slowly and deliberately, trying to stave off a headache. "You honestly think filling the Tartarus with cheagles is going to make a good birthday present for her."
"Tear loves cheagles! She thinks they're adorable," Luke defends himself again, stubbornly, taking a few steps closer and reaching out to seize hold of Asch's free hand. "…Please, Asch? I…I'll make it worth your while, just…"
Gods damn that replica to hell for affecting him like this-- "This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had, dreck."
Luke makes a miffed little noise, squeezes his hand hard. "Asch--"
He opens his eyes, offers a raw smirk. What's he got to lose? "Of course I'm in."
He can't help but think the brilliant smile he gets in return is really what makes this decision entirely worth it.
"…Cheagles," Asch says, slow and disbelieving, folding his arms, giving his replica a look that suggests he's a few fonstones short of a Score. "You can't be serious. Cheagles."
"…Why not? What's wrong with that?" Of course Luke is defensive; he doesn't take kindly to having his ideas picked at. "Look, you barely have to do anything. I'm going to be doing most of the work, you're just my backup. I guess I could have asked someone else, but--" and that right there, combined with the pouting, wide-eyed look of mock innocence he gives his original, says it all. "…I want you to come with me, s-so that…that's good enough, isn't it? Besides, I can't carry that many cheagles by myself…"
Asch pinches the bridge of his nose, shuts his eyes slowly and deliberately, trying to stave off a headache. "You honestly think filling the Tartarus with cheagles is going to make a good birthday present for her."
"Tear loves cheagles! She thinks they're adorable," Luke defends himself again, stubbornly, taking a few steps closer and reaching out to seize hold of Asch's free hand. "…Please, Asch? I…I'll make it worth your while, just…"
Gods damn that replica to hell for affecting him like this-- "This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had, dreck."
Luke makes a miffed little noise, squeezes his hand hard. "Asch--"
He opens his eyes, offers a raw smirk. What's he got to lose? "Of course I'm in."
He can't help but think the brilliant smile he gets in return is really what makes this decision entirely worth it.
