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Ring. . .
Ring. . .
Ring. . .
Forwarding. . .

Allô! This is France, and you've reached my voice mail. If you leave a message after the tone with your name and the purpose for your call, I'll get back to you as soon as I am able. Thank you!

Beep. . .

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[It's night by the time everyone is sent home from that plain at Tohjo Falls, and with it being Halloween, anyone at Shark House might be forgiven for thinking that the people at the door were just some very late trick-or-treaters.]

[Except that instead of just knocking, the three of them just go ahead and let themselves in, probably with enough noise to be heard throughout the house. It's been a long, exhausting week since they left on Monday. Envy looks almost asleep on his feet...and he's being trailed by a pair of what appear to be pink, beribboned foxes. Envy raises his voice, in case nobody heard them come in.]

We're back!

[The past few days have not been the best that France has ever experienced. For various reasons, not the least of which was that he's not terribly fond of jumping without looking, France had decided to stay back and make sure that the house remained standing during the earthquakes and chaos that's been the end of October. He's in the kitchen making bread as a stress relief when he hears the door opening. His sleeves are rolled up and he's half-covered in flour.]

Envy!

[He rushes over and hugs Envy, probably covering him in flour and bits of sticky dough.]

I'm so glad you're back. Are you well?

[Envy's entire posture straightens right up when he hears France's voice. He can't deny he's been worried about what might be happening outside of the battlefield, and it's a huge relief to see that everything and everyone is in one piece.]

[When France hugs him, Envy doesn't even notice being covered in flour. He just hugs back tightly. Not even caring that there's other people right there to see it.]

Fine, I'm fine. We won...something. I think we might have stopped the apocalypse. You're okay?

[It's weird to say it out loud. Envy's not used to helping save the world. He's also pretty sure he met pokemon god, uh.]

[France pulls back just enough to look Envy over from top to bottom and then back again.]

The apocalypse.

[He shuts his eyes very briefly, his hands tightening on Envy's sides before relaxing and opening his eyes again. He looks strained and like he hasn't been sleeping, but he smiles, relief clear.]

Are you hungry? Thirsty? Let's sit you and -

[He blinks at the new pokemon before tugging on Envy gently.]

- get a little settled before we go over this.

[Envy just...nods. He's completely exhausted, even after Arceus put them all into an induced sleep last night.]

Sitting sounds good. I'm not hungry, but...

[He knows France likes to feed people.]

Food would be fine, too.

[He keeps a light hold on France's arm while he follows him, and the two Sylveon follow him in turn. Once he's sitting, Envy seems to remember them, and gestures.]

One of those is for you, 'f you want one. They seemed like something you'd like.

[France places a light loss to Envy's cheek before moving to pick up an individual size sweet brioche. He sets it on a plate and pours a tall glass of water that he brings over to set down on the table. He slides a chair over to sit close enough that their shoulders touch.]

Eat and drink a little something. It will help you feel better tomorrow.

[He looks to the Sylveon at the last part, blinking once as he processes them before breaking into a tired but very soft smile.]

Oh, they're lovely. Are they...

[He cocks his head, openly puzzled.]

What sort are they?

[Envy takes a bite of the brioche...and then another, larger bite right away. Maybe he was hungrier than he'd thought after all. He also appreciates the closeness, leaning just slightly against France's shoulder.]

[He cracks a tired grin at the question, especially because France did like them.]

Some kind of new Eevee evolution, apparently. A lot of them showed up after everything was over.

[France's lips twitch in knowing amusement to Envy's reaction to the brioche. Once the adrenaline of battle begins to wear off, the hunger hits like a ravenous creature. It's always best to get started early to ease the storm.]

[He leans forward to get down to eye level with the Sylveons, studying them as he rubs absentmindedly at the flour that's caught in his five o'clock shadow.]

They didn't fall out of the sky this time, did they? These don't look quite as hardy as the poodles.

[While France is looking at them, Envy finishes the brioche and the water at lightning speed, looking up when he speaks again.]

They did, actually, but it was more... [he makes a vague gesture with his hands.]

Graceful.

[...Envy's swaying in the chair, just a little.]

There was a big white talking giraffe one with a wheel around it, it was what brought all the new ones last month too. And it fixed everything after the fight was over. And stopped us from getting vaporized by the giant whale and the giant...lava dinosaur.

[It's been a hell of a few days.]

[France's head snaps back at talking giraffe and he just stares at Envy with the sort of blank incomprehension that means he's still hearing what's being said, but he's not processing it at all. He blinks once, twice, looking not dissimilar to a potoo bird.]

[His response is appropriately kneejerk.]

I wonder if it was the same whale that took Cecil to the Moon.

[He shakes his head rapidly as if that'll somehow make him more able to comprehend that mass of information. It clears his head enough that he notices that Envy's starting to noticeably flag. France reaches out and places a steadying hand on Envy's shoulder. He's still obviously shocked, but -]

We can talk about this when you've had some rest. The house didn't sustain much damage from the earthquakes. Do you want more food or just bed?

[At least he didn't mention that the talking giraffe is probably some kind of god. He lets out a quiet laugh.]

I'm not sure if it'll make any more sense later, really.

[Envy reaches one hand up to lightly squeeze France's hand on his shoulder. He's really relieved that France is okay.]

Bed, I think.

[Yeah, gods and kinds of gods are probably not a topic to get into just yet. France is getting a little better at accepting the oddities of this world, but his limits still are pretty, well, limited.]

[He wraps his arms around Envy's shoulders, placing a kiss to his cheek and then upon the lips.]

Life is full of mysteries.

[He stands, keeping an arm securely around Envy's shoulders, lightly nudging towards the direction of the bedroom.]

But even the greatest minds need some sleep to process everything. I will admit: I do not currently feel that even I am the greatest of minds.

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