All's well that ends well

[thecastle]

[ So you've wished the dead back to life, but there's still 2 wishes you have to make. Ultimately what happens from here is entirely in your hands, but for the first time in eight weeks everyone is alive and whole again (even that pesky merman). There is that corruption you should deal with, but surely you know what to do about that.

Once you've settled and wound down a bit, maybe you should relax a bit before going your separate ways. You've earned it.

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[maddogs]

I hit people with baseball bats all the fuckin' time! You're gonna fuckin' lose!

[originallutece]

Shall we bet on that?

[maddogs]

Yes! Let's bet, how much ya wanna bet?

[originallutece]

Oh, no. Not money. I don't have any anymore, frankly, and while I could steal some, I'd hate to disturb worlds like that.

No, I was thinking more along the lines of a favor. Nothing objectionable, but something the other can ask without repercussion. Unless you've a better idea?

[maddogs]

Nah, favor is good. What's the favor ya want?

[originallutece]

Oh, I'll come up with something the day of. It's more fun that way.

[But . . .]

. . . I do have one to ask you now, though. Don't tell him what happened.

He'll hear a part of it. But I think . . . the details of what happened each week, the cruelties and the pettiness . . . I don't want him to know. He doesn't need to hear it.

[maddogs]

[ he pats her leg with his free hand ]

Ain't nobody gotta hear about this shit after we leave here.

[originallutece]

Thank you.

[And that's that, really. That's all he needs to say and she believes him, just like that, and god, but she's never had that kind of trust in anyone but Robert.

She leans up, kissing his cheek.]

[maddogs]

You're welcome.

[ he sighs into the kiss. it's nice. the contact he gets from her is nice. ]