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[This is a view from the bottom of a very tall hill - a small mountain, if you will - that is also very steep and has a small cart at the top. Standing next to the cart is Adam Parrish. He looks doubtful.]

This is for posterity, Parrish. In case we die.

[Running a hand over his face, Adam’s faint voice can be heard in all it’s horrifically accented glory.]

I should never have let you watch those Jackass reruns. It’s not the nineties anymore.

[Ronan makes a noise.]

Don’t pussy out on me now-

[Ronan sets the camera down and gets in the shot; the angle such as it can catch the entire length of the hill. He heads up, and there is a moment of bickering at the top that the camera doesn’t catch because that’s how far up they are. The bickering is good natured for all that - they’re not really fighting. They’re just arguing for the joy of arguing. Chainsaw is sitting at the front of the cart and she occasionally contributes her opinions in the form of cawing.

And then Adam scowls, gets in the cart, and Ronan gets in behind him. Apparently, Lynches celebrate birthdays with spectacular feats of stupidly racing down things, because Ronan pushes them. They’re both screaming after a moment, and Chainsaw opens her wings and flies away before they crash at the bottom.

Now they’re right in distance for the camera to catch them, a pile of boys at the bottom of the hill, with Ronan making a noise that’s laughing and Adam-

Adam Parrish, resident misanthropist, who has never been seen really smiling on the network (or anywhere the public can see) is smiling too, and pushing at Ronan.]

That was really fuckin’ stupid. [He’s still grinning though, far too fond as he untangles himself and moves to check out the pretty wicked scrape now on his arm. It’s then that he catches sight of their recording, moving to pick it up and hand it back to its owner when he gets a look at it properly.] Did you press something different?.

What? [He looks up. Ronan Lynch, who has never posted to the Network, didn’t realize that the red button for record and the green button for stream were different things. This is what you get when you hate phones. He gets up, and rolls his eyes, and switches it off.]

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No one cares.

Yeah? What, you like the idea of a seven year old me inhaling my fucking body weight in ice cream?

[He's smirking a bit, amused.]

[Daryl didn't figure the rest would be long, but knowing it was over meant that the kid he'd found himself interested in watching out for was okay. And that was good enough for him. Wasn't like Ronan was one of his. Not really.]

That bird yours? Been looking at maybe getting a couple like it. Wondering what the maintenance on them is like.

It's cute.

[ You're cute. ]

That didn't even break dumb, man.

[Stupid for Ronan is on a whole other level.]

Don't be a prick.

[Said casually, meaning, stop, you're embarrassing me.]

Course it did. You were the one doing it.

[ Snorting. ]

Okay, whatever.

she's lynch's.
i've never met anyone who has anything like her, but maybe you could ask at a bird shelter?

[ Considering she's a dream thing he's not sure how the real thing works out.]

[Oh, there's a slight worry from Ronan, so he squeezes Adam's hand, gently. So he knows.

So he knows it's not meant meanly.]

If you say yours is vanilla.

[The things is: Ronan already knows Adam's favorite.]

You'd know, old man. Considering your track history with stupid.

You know shit about my track record with stupid, Sunshine. It's cause of you that I got arrested and I'm gonna hold that against you for a while.

The bird's yours?

Was talking to one of the people trying to adopt them out at the Swear-in. They were rescue folks, but didn't know much about corvids. Were just doing their best by them. I'll figure it out.

What about her?

[ As ever, the fact that he loves Ronan slams hard into his chest and leaves him breathless. ]

Strawberry.

[ It's a simple flavour. He's never been complicated. ]

Was thinking about adopting a couple from a rescue. Wanted to know how to care for them. Adoption people ain't exactly experts on the carrion birds. They're more about the parrots and starlings and shit.

i'm pretty sure lynch and chainsaw can give you a crash course.
they take a lot of feeding when they're small though.

[ He still remembers Ronan bring her to class. ]

[He knows, because he's watched Adam eat gelato; strawberry every time, he's pushes bowls of it Adam's way.]

Better than vanilla.

Guess we'll see if the asshole's up to it.

Thanks.

[ Ronan is not a social creature.

But he likes Daryl, Daryl is made of the same shit he is, except that Ronan grew up rich. And liking ravens enough to rescue them- ]

the rescue people don't know shit. I go out there three times a week.

[ Meaning he's offering to help without offering to help. ]

[ It's such a sweet gesture. It's easy to accept. He's glad that Ronan knows enough of him to make this gentle.

He takes a spoon, twirls it in between his fingers before digging in. Underneath the table, Adam presses his foot to Ronan's ankle. ] There's nothing wrong with vanilla.

[It's a funny thing, to be here, in public, to be with Adam in public, to be-

With Adam, in public.]

It's fucking boring, that's what's wrong with it.

[Not being able to see the kid's face meant that Daryl couldn't judge if that was an offer or not. Text did have some disadvantages. But he could still probably get away with a couple of direct questions to probe at the matter a little.]

Got regular days you're up there, or just when you can?

Monday, Tuesday, Thursday. Afternoons.

[ It's a date.

Adam thinks they should do it more often. ]

Some people would think chocolate is boring. Not when you can get all that weird shit now.

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