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"-And most of the desert will end up as a giant hole" Grian explained as he pointed at the map, "with hope we'll take a life or two"
"And if not we hunt them down" Scar grinned, putting his hands on his hips.
"sounds like a solid plan to me" Scott gave a nod, "Me and Jimmy will supply the potions, fire resistance, harming, speed, that sort of stuff"
"Great, because we'll need it" Grian's wings fluffed a bit before settling back down.
“Who’s going to be in the bunker to pull the lever?” Jimmy asked, worry carved into his face.
“I was thinking you and Scar in the bunker, you both are on your final lives, it will be safer in there than out on the field where me and Scott will be” Grian nodded, before looking up at Scott, “we might lose a life out there”
“That’s fine, whatever ends this so we can go back to our peaceful life” Scott said, moving to hold Jimmy’s hand tightly, missing how Scar’s nose twitched a bit at the motion.
“Alright, as long as you are aware of what can happen” Grian sighed a bit with a small shrug, he snapped his fingers, “Jimmy, I want to show you everything in the bunker, I don’t want you messing with the wrong stuff”
“Right” Jimmy nodded, pulling from Scott slowly, just before he did though Scott kissed the side of his head.
“Scar, why don’t you show Scott where any extra stuff can go” Grian suggested as he used one of his wings to push Jimmy towards the bunker buried in the sand.
“Yeah, works for me!” Scar beamed, he seemed completely trained on the interaction that Jimmy and Scott shared, but moved swiftly to grab Scott’s hand, holding it tightly, and started to lead him in a different direction.
“Grian set up these chests in different areas so we’ll have to check them out” Scar hummed out, smiling at Scott.
“Alright, sounds good, I’ll be sure to make enough potions to spread them all out so we aren’t caught off guard.” Scott nodded as Scar led him around the mountain, stopping at where the creeper farm was.
“This is where G is currently keeping everything” Scar said, opening the chest that had some gunpowder in it, “it was more full, but tnt” he chuckled.
“Alright, because of how close it is to the bunker I’ll probably put some speed in here” Scott nodded, putting his free hand on his hip, “maybe some healing for you and Jimmy, just in case”
“I actually wanted to ask you something” Scar cleared his throat, “about you and Jimmy”
“Oh?” Scott raised an eyebrow, “alright, what is it?”
“Are you two actually together? Or is the husband thing a bit?” Scar asked, tilting his head.
“Well, it’s complicated, we said we would talk about it properly after the war” Scott said, “Why?”
“Oh, no reason just… curious” Scar said, holding up Scott’s hand and kissed the back of it.
“For some reason I don’t really believe you” Scott snorted lightly, watching Scar closely.
“Aw, you don’t?” Scar faux pouted before shooting Scott a grin, “why not?”
“So many reasons” Scott laughed, a sound that Scar just wanted to bottle to listen for the days to come, shaking his head.
“Such a shame” Scar sighed dramatically as his eyes trained onto Scott’s face, he couldn’t help but wonder if he could-
“Alright, so, where is the next chest?” Scott asked.
“Mmm, hold on” Scar said, softer than some of his other words before.
He had one chance at this.
He wasn’t going to mess this up.
Because this one chance could lead to so many more things.
Scar cupped Scott’s face and quickly kissed him.
Maybe with this, Scott would be in a relationship that wasn’t ‘ complicated ’ and would be with someone that actually communicated how they were feeling even if it is just bits and pieces.
He could only hope.