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purpled didn't usually pity himself, now didn't change. he was tired though, fighting with technoblade wasn't easy, it was hard to keep up with the scariest man you've ever met in your life, and purpled had met some pretty horrifying people, like dream without his mask, or sam without his mask, maybe people who wear masks should keep them on. fuck, he was so sleepy.
a rapid knock at the door woke him up a little more. well- made him more alert, he was still pretty asleep.
he stood up from the round table he was sat at, very carefully putting his chair away so it made no noise, depending on who was at the door, he didn't necessarily have to be home.
he quietly crept to the door to peek out of the peephole.
...
holy- punz?
what were they doing here? where the hell did they get his address? he'd deliberately moved to where punz would never be able to find him. maybe he could sniff purpled out, mercenary senses or something.
"purpled? purpled?" he heard through the door, "you in there? i know you are!" his brother slammed on the door. purpled frowned and gently put his back on the door, thinking. punz wasn't the type to give up, but neither was purpled. prime- it was a battle of wills and punz defiantly had more energy based on the way he was yelling.
purpled sighed.
he unlocked the door and opened it to see a very out of breath punz. "sweet mother of prime, did you run here?"
"none of your business, let me in," punz said defensively. purpled slid to the side of the door frame and punz walked past, brushing him with their shoulder.
he immediately made his way into the kitchen, "you eaten this evening?"
"why are you here?" purpled shut the door, glaring at his older brother, leaning in the door again. he shouldn't be here, it wasn't his business, literally, quackity didn't pay him to do the job.
"i was worried, anyways, you eaten this evening?" they said bluntly, digging through his fridge, putting things on his counter. he stepped back from the fridge and looked at what he had put on the counter.
"uh, no."
"you want ma's puotan?" he suggested, hand on his hips, looking at the ingredients.
"we-we have different mothers. same dad, different mother, you remember that right?" purpled raised his eyebrows, watching punz turn a little red.
"i know, i just- i learned the recipe from your mom when dad was over at her house, i liked it and you seemed to love it so i figured out how to make it, so if you were sick or something i- i'm rambling," he glanced away awkwardly, cutting himself off.
"oh that's, that's really nice, un, can you seriously make that? that, that sounds amazing, i'm- punz have you ever been just... so tired after a mission?" purpled put his head in his hands.
"yeah, of course, that's why i'm here, i heard about the... banquet or whatever." he shrugged shimmying around, seemingly trying to figure out purpled's kitchen.
"are-aren't you like, infected by them?" purpled curled his lips at his older brother.
"i-i kinda... ran off, i don't know man. i haven't talked to them in a while..." punz's shoulders tensed up, but purpled couldn't read his face looking at him from behind.
"nice work running away from your own egg." purpled said bitterly, curling his lip at punz, show of weakness.
"it's not mine, and i didn't run away, i just couldn't be involved with that, it's not good for my image." he shrugged, his shimmying had slowed quite a bit, much less excited moving.
"your image is terrible these days, who cares anyways?" punz stopped moving completely at the comment, "i guess you didn't miss very much. they did behead foolish though."
"sorry, what? they- no? it was a peaceful get together?" they turned to purpled, their slitted eyebrow furrowed at purpled.
"not really, they tried to sacrifice everyone to the egg." he put his on the table to rest his eyes for a moment.
"xes-dee, they beheaded him?" punz frowned. "ah sorry," he bent his head down and folded his hands for a second, then looked back up and went back to the pan he'd put on the stove.
"well, ok, i wasn't really beheading, it was an attempt but they were using diamond-" he paused so punz got the picture.
"which is too dull to cut a shark-totem-gold-emerald god's head off." punz finished for him, their brows furrowed.
"yeah..." purpled trailed off. "so... why are you here?
"i wanted to see my brother, check up on him, is that crime?"
"no..." they went awkwardly silent. purpled was ready to cry about how good it smelled. they sat in silence for the rest of his cooking.
...
punz sat down with two plates with disproportionate amounts of food. "you gonna pray?" punz suggested as purpled started to grab his fork after the food was said towards him.
"i didn't plan too," purpled frowned, putting down his fork cautiously.
"let's do that." punz folded his hands together and punz reluctantly followed suite, "exs-dee above, thank you for this meal." it was shorter than it should've been and purpled could tell he only edited it to make it less tedious for purpled.
for even longer they sat in silence, eating quickly.
"i'm, i'm pretty tired punz, i'm gonna go to bed," purpled said quietly.
"goodnight purpled, i'll clean up."
purpled made it up 3 steps and then made a split second decision.
"love you punz."
punz paused, shocked and then responded, "love you too purl."
purpled snorted as he made his way upstairs.