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After the Techno Union, Echo really doesn’t like to be alone.
Not really, not with his own thoughts, even if those are now trained to not to go the darkened corners of his mind.
The memories of those bad and sad time sometimes flashing into Echo’s mind, even if the bulk of it him having worked out with the help of his friends and family during the years past. Most of the horrors Echo had caused, without his consent mind you, now put to rest.
Having them all around, whether the Batch of his, his immediate family or then those vod’e having become his friends, his support group. Those living on Pabu for sure, all considered close friends. But also the others scattered, living their lives across the galaxy in safe harbour, those lives Echo helped to save, all of them he knows, personally.
And so, Echo usually never being alone, not really.
But there is on special moment of the day which Echo really prefers to have all to himself.
That one of an early morning cup of caf.
The silence of the home he has made with his family on the peaceful Island of Pabu, in the kitchen when the others are still asleep. Echo is waiting for the caf to brew. His own special concoction. The former ARC having become somewhat of a caf aficionado, while coming up with new recipes for the simple beans of a brew.
And so, in the quiet of the morning hours, waking up early, before the others.
Enjoying this simple routine, where he fixes his first cup of the day. Then taking it to the terrace of their house, sitting down, smelling the hot brew in his big mug as yes, it’s a big one, hardly to be called a cup.
Echo, closes his eyes, listens to the birds above the waters, the rest of the island life slowly waking up, the boats taking to the seas, the sun starting to stretch its rays.
Perfection, is what Echo calls the moment, just the one for himself. Even if he loves his family dearly and would not trade them for a cup of caf even, well…
“Echo, sweetheart…”
Tech has awoken from his slumber. Running his still groggy eyes.
“Come join, me love.”
Tech takes the seat right next to Echo, but not before giving a soft peck on Echo’s lips. With Tech’s own brew already waiting in the thermo-mug Echo has so carefully prepared for his partner in life, just the way the genius likes it.
“Sleep well?”
“Always, when next to you.”
They smile to each other softly, their hands joining for a moment, a light squeeze of assurance.
The two sit there, in comfortable silence, observing the surroundings and sipping their caf.
Life, certainly being perfection, on the Island of Pabu for the two and their family.
Them all having chosen the best place to be. The life, the friends, the caf. Couldn’t be better for any of them.