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You have found the Mailbox/Inbox of Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, owner and teacher of the training school, Spiral. If you have business with him or the school, please feel free to leave a message and he will get back to you as soon as possible. Considering his abilities, that might be quicker than you think...

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I am so, so, so, so incredibly sorry I locked you in a lantern.

[He is mortified with himself.]

[Can pouting come across a text? It's certainly trying.]

You tricked me with my favorite cookies.

[Is Diarmuid really more upset he didn't get the cookies? Maaaaaybe.]

I am so sorry!

[And that bit of deception has him hiding his face in his hands for a few seconds.]

I swear I'll make you a fresh batch of however many cookies you want.

Maybe I don't want them now.

[Oh yeah, that is definitely pouting, and maybe just a little bit of Diarmuid being difficult. He was locked in a lantern, after all.]

I'll make anything then, whatever you want.

[Afonso could all but see Diarmuid pouting, not that he could blame him after the whole lantern business.]

[Several minutes pass before there is a respond. One wouldn't blame Afonso for starting to think there isn't going to be one.

Once the response comes, he may wish there wasn't one.]

Make friends with Shizuo.

[As the minutes tick by Afonso can't help but feel the knot in his stomach tightening. He's even starting to wonder if maybe he should stay someplace else for a day or two.

When the response comes he feels relieved for a total of five seconds. Then he stares.]

What?

Make friends with Shizuo.

[It's the only response he gets.]

That is not what I meant at all and you know it!

[He huffs slightly at the watch, tugging at his hair. Then there's a small sigh.]

Fine.

I don't recall you putting limitations on what you would 'make.'

[There is a few seconds of pause as if Diarmuid is finally starting to let go of his upset feelings and then a second message follows the first.]

I will help you.

[There's no immediate response, mostly because Afonso is in the process of grumpily leaving his room to look for Shizuo. This is possibly the last thing he wants to do, especially after the Duckodile incidents but if it will make things right then he'll deal with it. After a bit of searching he pauses, pulling his watch back out.]

You don't have too. Plus I think it might defeat the purpose of me trying to make it up to you for the lantern by making friends with him.

It's all right. I'm not really that upset.

[Just grumpy. And a little pouty. It's really not that much to worry about. He put on a big scene, but he's really already forgiven Afonso. It's not like it was his fault anyway.]

I really am sorry, Diarmuid.

[Even if Diarmuid felt it wasn't his fault, it certainly still felt like it was. Afonso may have had his memories mixed with Captain Hook's, but he had still been himself for the most part.]

I know you are. You are too much like me when it comes to blaming yourself.

[Diarmuid would feel the exact same way if their roles had been reversed during this little trick the town played on them.]

But it is my fault.

[It was almost a childish response even though he couldn't deny the truth in that. It actually makes him smile a bit.]

No wonder we get along so well.

[A small smile crosses Diarmuid's face as well.]

I suppose if we are both going to stubbornly blame ourselves for everything, the plus side is there will always be one other person around who understands. Are you sure you don't want me to come help you with the Duckodile?

I suppose that is a plus. Really though I'm wondering if we should try to figure out a way to not stubbornly blame ourselves for things. What's going to happen if one day we both feel like we're at fault for the same thing?

[There's a bit of jest in that question.]

You know, admittedly, I'm not sure I can ever look at Shizuo the same way knowing that he was "the fearsome Tic Toc Duckodile". It's too ridiculous.

Well, we can always settle it by throwing cookie dough at each other again. Either that or just ask Shizuo to pick a winner.

[He is joking as well, of course. Maybe... The cookie dough fight had been fun.]

I think I would be worried about you if you did look at him the same. Will thinking of him being so ridiculous help you get along with him better?

And risk a battle with a cookie zombie again? I'm not sure I've trained enough for that.

[It had been one of the most ridiculous moments in his life. It had been so much fun.]

It might, unless he gets any smart ideas about trying to bite my hand off.

Cookie zombies really aren't all that dangerous. I am sure you would be fine.

[Diarmuid laughs to himself before sending another message.]

I don't think you need to worry about that now that he is back to normal. That bill doesn't have any teeth. At worst, he may try to gum you to death.

Oh I don't know about that. One false move and I'm as good as zombie-fied.

[He grins, blowing a long bit of hair out of his eyes.]

You know, I'm just going to keep my hands safely out of his reach in case he does want to try gumming them off. I'd like to keep the rest of my limbs!

Well, which is the worse fate? Being zombie-fied or becoming a were-duck?

[Isn't that a random question...]

I'm not sure... Would I become duck sized if I was a were-duck?

[God, Afonso isn't going to be able to keep a straight face next time they talk in person.]

[Hey, as long as he is not blaming himself anymore, then SUCCESS!]

That depends. Would you be an Alpha Were-Duck or just a normal one?

That would depend. If Shizuo's the one who turns me into a were-duck then he's probably the Alpha Were-Duck. So I'd just be a normal one.

[Afonso put Actual Thought into that answer.]

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