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Don’t get this wrong, I’m not a good person. I’ve done pretty deplorable things around the multiverse, and I can’t lie about that. Though, no one’s a perfect person so welcome to the hell known as my life.
Walking around Anpo, a peaceful place center of the multiverse, Damien is on patrol. He’s a tall man, bulky frame, curly black hair, bright eyes full of joy, with a heart of gold. He essentially keeps everything around him safe, son of two previously powerful people. Working a government job of protecting universes with his own team. He’s with someone, someone polar opposite to him.
Leaf, his twin, is scrawny, blonde (though it's bleached), yellow eyes, and shorter. They’re much physically weaker than Damien having arms almost like twigs. They wear almost opposite clothes too, Damien wears much more revealing clothing while Leaf is always in a sweater with gloves, like it’s the middle of an Illinois fall.
“You could try to apply again,” Damien whines “it’ll work this time trust me!”
“This is the 5th time you’ve told me this Dami.” Leaf grimaces.
“Leaf! Trust me… maybeeee…”
“Don’t do nepotism Damien that's already how you got YOUR job”
“Hey! Rose offered it. I just said yes.”
“Well you can’t do it with me too”
“But your like, more directly her child”
Leaf stares at Damien, unamused. This is one of several times Damien has tried to get Leaf to join the defence department with him. Leaf never gets put in due to the leader thinking their powerset is “unfit”, although Damien is unaware of this.
“It’ll never happen Dami,” Leaf groans “I know it won’t.”
“It would be nice though…It would be like when we were kids again! We’d just get to hang out all day and talk and have fun and… stuff!” Damien replied.
“But we aren’t children were in our twenties"
“And your brain doesn’t finish developing till your like 25 and we’re not 25 so we’re practically children”
“Please. Don’t compare us to children--”
Damien pouts and crosses his arms in a joking manner. Leaf grins a huge smug grin, and chuckles.
“Your a child”
“Your childer, plus I’m the older one”
“Were TWINS?”
“I came out a minute faster than you”
“You had a head start”
Damien's phone gets a ping and he stops walking to check it. He seems upset, and looks at Leaf.
“Sorry Leaf I gotta go, Chris just found a universe that's fractured and I need to go fix it” Damien groans
“It's fine, go off now, soldier!” Leaf chuckles
“Will do, sir!” Damien laughs back
Damien hugs Leaf close and runs off. As Damien leaves, Leafs expression shifts, more lamentful, more moody. They sigh and continue wandering around, eventually running into a small cat. It meows at them and they kneel down and hold their hand out. The cat rams its head into their palm as Leaf continues to pet it.
Standing up and continuing to walk, the cat follows them around. Leaf notices, smiles, then pets it one more time. Continuing onward it keeps following, this process repeats itself till Leaf accidentally walks into someone when looking back at it.
“GAH! Oh jeez sorry-” replies the bumped
“No, no it's my fault I wasn’t lookin- oh!” Leaf asserts before pausing
Leaf knew him: it’s Sparky, someone who works with Damien. Sparky is a short man, chubby, brown hair, his hair is dyed at the tips like a 2000’s scene kid, he also has heterochromia a trait Leaf finds interesting. Leaf helps him up from the ground, stumbling a bit, being caught by Sparky.
“I could’ve gotten up on my own, Leafy.” Sparky chuckled
“Yeah, but I ran into you so I thought it was the least I could do.” Leaf replied
“So who's your little friend?”
“My little who now?”
Sparky points to their feet and low and behold, the cat is running around Leaf’s legs trying to pull on the end of their scarf.
“Oh! I don’t know why it keeps following me.”
“Maybe it's a sign for you to actually adopt a cat instead of just consistently feeding them on the streets?”
“I don’t have anywhere to keep a cat!”
“Yes you do!”
“Nope”
“Leaf. We live in the same house you know that you can have a cat in there”
“sti--GAHOHGOD-”
The cat, trying to get attention, pulled on Leafs scarf pulling their head back. Sparky begins to laugh at them, as Leaf picks up the cat like a baby. They adjust their scarf, fixing it to its previous state. They inhale,
“Anyways!”
“I think it likes you”
Leaf stares at the cat for a moment. It’s small, scruffy, and has ginormous black pupils. Leaf pets it’s stomach and it purrs in their arms. Smiling gently at it, Sparky whispers at them.
“Adoptttt ittt”
“Why”
“You like cats, this one likes you, its perfect”
“... maybe.”
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