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Summary:

Evil comforts Crack

Notes:

THIS WAS A WARM UP BCS I HAVENT WRITTEN ANYTHING IN YEARS LMAO anyways hello cravil nation here is your food (also im SO BAD at keeping characters in character soz)

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

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Evil lay awake on his bed, something was keeping him up and it wasn't the crashing of rain or the rumbling that echoed throughout the cave. Or maybe it was, he wasn't fond of being alone with his thoughts so he tried to not think. He wanted his thoughts to be still like a calm pond of water.

Geez, calm pond of water? He stuck out his tongue, Prozacs meditation sessions were making an affect, how sappy. His mind wandered back to the pond. Water, he was thirsty.

He trudged out his room, debating on kicking Lech's door as he walked by but ultimately decided not to as he couldn't be bothered being lectured this late at night. Or this early in the morning, whatever it was.

As he entered the living room he heard the faint noise of sniffling, barely audible over the rain. His ears perked up, trying to find out where it was coming from as he glanced around the room.

Evil ducked down. "Crack?" He looked under the couch and blue eyes stared back at him. "Go away" Crack grumbled, trying to sound intimidating though it had the same effect as a hissing kitten.

Evil snorted. "Right, sorry for disturbing your game of hide and seek with your shadow" he teased, enjoying the sounds of irritation that left Cracks mouth as he failed to say proper words. "I-Im not hiding from my shadow, Im not even scared of it!" He retorted proudly.

"So, why are you hiding?" Evil smirked, adjusting himself so he was now sitting infront of the couch. Just as Crack was about to respond a loud boom could be heard, causing him to squeal and cover his ears.

"Oh, thunder, right" Evil rolled his eyes, he thought Crack was a wuss but his fear of thunder was somewhat understandable. Compared to the other things he was terrified of anyways.

They sat quitely for a while before Crack broke the silence, "Are you going now?". Evil glanced down at the couch, deliberately taking a few moments to reply. "Do you want me to?". Crack didnt respond.

They sat in silence again, as much as Evil hated- Or.. Despised Crack, it was quite nice to sit with him when he wasn't freaking out. His thoughts were interrupted by another rumble of thunder, snapping him out of his trance as Crack whimpered below him.

His face softened as he heard Crack sniffle and hiccup a small sob. He stared below him for a while before a thought popped into his head and he moved his paw under the couch, looking away in embarassment. Crack took his paw after a few seconds, gripping it tightly, and Evil relaxed.

Cracks mouth wobbled as he stared at Evils paw in his, Evil wasnt one to show affection, especially not to him. He was very bizzare and impulsive, he acted without thinking. But the way he held Cracks paw made him think that maybe he did think about this.

With a small struggle Crack crawled out from under the couch, still clutching Evils paw as he cautiously sat down beside him. Despite how awkward the situation was the silence between them was relaxing.

Crack smiled as he glanced over at Evil. "Face it, you dont hate me that much" He said, overrun with newfound confidence. Evil stared at him, quite taken aback, before snorting loudly, "Youre pushing it". But he smiled anyways.