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Part 9 of honoraryangel's cubito-related drabbles
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2023-11-14
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9. lasting

Summary:

A snapshot; Cucurucho's been pointing a lot of weapons, right?

Notes:

This is the ninth in a series of drabbles written as part of, uh, Tumblr vote bribery. They are all written by request, and are available in their original forms on my Tumblr, "fitmc".

Generally placed around the beginning of Tubbo's stay on Quesadilla Island. Remember when Cucurucho shot him? That was nice.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

"Can I be flat-out with you, Cellbit? I think there's more bullet than man, going on in me. I've been shot a lot."


Respawn has clearly taken care of it, but Tubbo's face is still twisted in a wince, because it still hurts. Why does it still hurt? Cellbit, mouth flat but face full of concern, steps a little closer, takes up one of Tubbo's arms in his hands.


"The Federation," says Cellbit, deadly serious. "Wishes us harm."


He rolls up the sleeve of his jacket. Angry scar-tissue gouges split across his forearm. 


"They last. They hurt."


Tubbo hates this.

Notes:

...If you see this passage in a later full fic, no you don't. Men In Black flashbang.