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A lot of things have happened recently; like how Mapicc just escaped from the underworld with the help of Spoke of course. When Mapicc felt the windcharge hit his body he was genuinely too shocked to do anything just let himself fall into the void. Luckily Spoke still cared about Mapicc and went down to the underworld to get him. That doesn't mean Mapicc forgives Spoke all the way. Sure he can live in the same base as Spoke but he still wakes up from nightmares about purgatory and the Underworld which Spoke caused.
It was a normal night for Mapicc, slightly creaky windows, light breathing and mind filled with worry; the one difference was how he had light back pain before he went to sleep. The pain must have carried into his dream cause tonight's dream was about fighting in the gladiator circle.
Mapicc was struggling to stand back up. His opponent had sliced a sword right through his heart and started to twist the weapon. Mapicc winced and desperately tried to pull the sword out of himself and failed, his breath getting heavier and mind more desperate. He looks up to beg for mercy but he can't even open his mouth so he just stares at the person. The person had a careless smile on his face, void dark skin and rainbow attire.
Mappic woke up with a gasp escaping his nightmare, as his breath slowly returned to normal. He takes another round of deep breaths to then realise that his heart still hurts. He instinctively reaches his hand to his heart then feels something brush against his elbow. Mapicc freezes all possibility running through his head as he slowly moves his hands away from his chest to his back. A groan left his mouth as he sits up to look at the conveniently placed mirror and sure enough a wave of red beige and black are visible behind him. Mapicc freezes for a bit then tries to straighten out his new wings to get rid of the pain, but nothing changes. For any normal player this would have caused some reaction but to Mapicc it didn't mainly because of two reasons. The first reason was because he was extremely tired and it really hasn't caught up to him. The second reason is because this wasn't the first time something like this happened.
When Demons become stronger they tend to reach a higher form like a tiger to a dragon, but since Mapicc is a half demon it just adds “parts” to his body. The more “limbs” the higher their “rank” is. This is Mapicc’s second “upgrade”, he was born with his tail, and gained horns after he defeated the Invisible Mafia. The extra “limbs” usually form after the mind has moved on from a moment that was traumatizing or tested their strengths. Now the main problem is Spoke doesn't know about this. When Mapicc earned his horns he just told Spoke that he always had them, it was just his hair that hid them. Well there was no way to hide this from Spoke so Mapicc might as well get this over with, he’s pretty sure that Spoke doesn't need to sleep so it doesn't hurt to explain now.
Mapicc on his way to knock on Spoke’s door passes through the living room. He was about to pass by when he hears a shuffle on the couch. “WHO ARE YOU” Spoke yells tub of icecream still in hand sword in other. “Ouch” Mapicc says, slightly hurt but trying to play it off as a joke. “Mapicc?” Spoke says rushing over to touch Mapicc’s wing after setting the ice cream on the countertop “How did this even happen?” Mapicc tries to suppress a flinch when Spoke touches his wing but it just turns into a shiver “It’s just demon stuff long story short, when I survive a harmful situation my body “Upgrades” and I gain a new "limb"." Spoke would respond but he's just too busy admiring how deep reds become beige than jet black. As Spoke is admiring Mapiccs wings he sees an area of damage. “Hey Mapicc what happened right here” Spoke says pointing to the very obviously bent feathers. “I fell asleep on my side” Mapicc responds sheepishly, putting his hand to the back of his neck. “I can fix them” Spoke says, already lightly pushing Mapicc towards the couch.
Now if Spoke wasn't related to Parrotx2 he would have already dismissed Spoke back to his binge watching. Mapicc doesn't entirely trust Spoke after the trials he put him through just because Spoke attracts chaos like a magnet, but there was also a bigger problem. Mapicc doesn't know how to preen feathers or anything relating to wings so he is kinda just forced to let Spoke help him. The only thing he does know is through Parrot’s behavior when he would have sleepovers at Spoke’s house when he was younger. From those loose memories Mapicc knows that they are extremely important and sensitive. He would ask Spoke a couple questions but there are way too many opportunities to accidentally embarrass himself, so he would just have to google them later.
Sure Spoke may know that preening was only a thing that mates did but Mapicc doesn't know that and doesn't need to know at least during this very moment. So he continues to push Mapicc towards the couch, “Okay so I want you to sit on the ottoman while I sit on the couch”. Mapicc does just that as he waits for the next step. Spoke pulls on his left wing causing it to fan out in front of him, sure it wasn't the wing that needed help but he wanted this to last more than a few minutes. The first thing Mapicc noticed was that Spoke’s touch was surprisingly soft, it was something he quickly pushed out of his mind for his own sake. It was getting harder to ignore how Spokes fingers raped around each feather with such care. Mapicc felt himself melt deeper into Spoke’s touch. Completely dazed by Spoke’s touch he started to say stupid lines that made no sense, but said them like he was the smartest person to ever live.
Spoke would start to actually preen very soon at least that's what he told himself still just fidgeting with Mapicc’s feathers. “Bro what if there was a shape that was like a line but bent around itself and had no corners.” Mapicc said like he was on his 3rd shot. “That sounds crazy” Spoke says not really listening to Mapicc but on the fact that he is leaning against him. Mapicc was sooooooooo tired he could probably fall asleep right now…maybe he would.
Spoke started pulling on the other wing to try and get to the actual preening part done so he could just see how far he could take this. Mappic opened his right wing and Spoke decided to lock-in real quick. Mapicc slowly closed his eyes and subconsciously opened his mouth as if to say something but nothing but drool came out. Mapicc regains consensus when Spoke pulls out a bent feather and straightens the surrounding ones and dusts off the nonexistent dirt and grime. Mapicc starts to hum as Spoke continues to straighten the other feathers in the surrounding area. After Spoke finishes rearranging Mapicc’s feathers he just starts to mess with him by running his finger across Mapicc’s wings. Mapicc yawns he doesn't know what Spoke is doing right now but he knows it's making him tired. Mapicc was about ready to fall asleep when Spoke caressed the spot in between his wings. In the wave of warmth he decides to turn to Spoke and lay his head in the crock of Spokes neck. Now it was Spokes turn to shiver as he felt Mapicc murmur nonsense into his neck. Spoke felt relaxed; It was a weird feeling for him after something always going wrong it was nice for this to go right. Spoke may not need to sleep but it would be nice this once so he closes his eyes and falls asleep with-in Mapicc's embrace.