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Atticus nodded. "You can change channels and stuff."
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"There are other channels." Seven flicked a button, and the TV switched channels to a cooking show, where Gordon Ramsay was yelling at some poor young chef-in-training.
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"Why is he yelling?" He asked, curious
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Atticus noticed the aggeresiveness and immidatley hid under a blanket.
Seven shrugged and changed the channel again. Chip and Joanna Gaines were doing something to do with houses, as usual.
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He had a idea.
"Are there games.. on the Telly?"
"There's the Wii."
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Atticus nodded, hesitating before pointing at the Nintendo.
(Yess we had the same idea more or less 😂)
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"A We? What is that?"
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Atticus stayed under the blanket, whining.
scary cook is off the television, Abie said, nosing under the blanket and blinking at Atticus.
Seven, meanwhile, switched TV modes, and the Wii home menu came up, with its soft, wavy, bubbly music. "See, this is the home screen. We can play games on it."
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"What games? Chess?"
Seven giggled. "No, games like Wii Sports Resort! And Smooth Moves!"
and mariokart, Abie added.
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"Mario.. Cart?" He asked, beautiful russian and british accent coming out.
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Atticus looked up, before hugging a pillow under the blanket. "I-I know, A-Abie." He muttered, now shaking.
Abie crawled underneath the blanket, the tip of her tail sticking out, and curled up next to Atticus, soaking up some of his heavy emotion.
(Sheps are empaths, they can feel and soak up others' emotions)
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(aww-)
Atticus paused, before hugging Abie, smiling softly as he sighed, snuggling with the precious shep.
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"What's wrong, Atticus?" He asked, noticing him
Seven, meanwhile, was setting up the Wii remotes for everyone.
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Atticus yelped, suprised and paused. "N-No-Nothing." He lied, looking away.
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"Please don't lie to me…" He said
shep is not sure about nothing, Abie observed.
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Atticus whined, hugging Abie closer and sighed. "Just memories." He whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek. He was a sensitive boi-
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"Can you tell me?"
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Atticus felt more than one tear roll down his cheek.
"I-I'm scared…"
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"That's okay to be scared, just as long as it doesn't keep you down."
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Atticus looked up at him, his correspondent blue and green eyes teary. "It's just my dad. He liked hurting me because I'm..partially…gay." He whispered, looking away. "I-I'd prefer not to go on…"
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"Oh… I understand how that feels… being hurt because you're not straight…"
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He was in the closet, techninally. He never came out when he was alive.