Stars of Life

by xxkelburgersxx

Summary:

WARNINGS WILL BE ADDED AT THE BEGINNING PF EACH CHAPTER !!!

Chapter 1: Joyous days!1!1!1

Notes:

TW: Alcoholism aimed chapter

Builderman sat in his office, signing paperwork and the typical routine every week day. A week day full of paperwork, blueprints, and robloxians mailing him— mainly to appreciate him which he enjoyed much. 

Though, his co-worker, Shedletsky, bursted in on his office to annoy him. He didn't mind it much, mainly because it was part of his routine now, but it still annoyed him every so often on certain days.

There was this one day when Shedletsky had began to annoy Builderman while he was trying to deal with the May Madness incident— it didn't go well. Shedletsky got yelled at and was sent off elsewhere, whimpering like a puppy, but that was a grown man with bird-like features!

There was another when Builderman was dealing with Tubers93 of all hackers— god was this exhausting. Then Shedletsky barged in shouting "NYA ICHI NI SAN NYA ARIGATO~!!" with a cheeky voice. 2022 was rather the prime ragebaiting time for Shedletsky, though it didn't go well with Builderman at all due to Tubers93.

Back to the present time, Shedletsky approached Builderman from behind, snooping in on what he was working on.

”What is it Shed?” Curiously, Builder asked.

”Nothin.” He’d reply, his head and back wings resting calmly.

”Bored like usual?” Builder continued as he did paperwork.

”Yeah.” Shedletsky sighed and looked outside as the windows streched around them. It was sunny outside with Robloxia beneath those skies.

”I’m gonna head to SFOTH.” Shedletsky aimed himself towards the door and paused before walking.

”Wait-“ Builderman started, but cut-off as he’s done this countlessly.

”I know what you’re gonna say. I’ll keep trying to find him Builder.” Shedletsky spoke softly, reassurance in his voice.

”Thank you Shed. I appreciate it dearly.” Builderman’s tone saddened slightly, yet appreciated the effort from Shedletsky.

”It’s no problem. I’ll head out now.” Shedletsky walked towards the door and headed out, closing the door behind him.

Builderman rested his back on the chair, slouching and resting his arms on the arm rests.

Then he threw himself forward, catching his face in his hands and sighing.

”Please, Telamon. Come back.. It’s been so long. I miss you.” Builderman thought to himself. Stacks of paperwork about Telamon’s sudden disappearance filled his top drawers.

Builderman quickly reverted to normal, grabbing his pen and filling out paperwork.

Most were fan mails thankfully, so he put those to the side to read for later.

The only complaints were from Elliot, the son of Mr. Builder and the known worker at Builder Brothers Pizza.

Elliot was always complaining about 007n7— the hacker who burnt down his pizzeria regularly.

It was hard to ban 007n7 because of never being able to actually find him, even with his buddy Noli!

Telamon, was it hard to even get ahold of them at all. Their C00lguis made them practically unstoppable!

Builderman took out a paper and an envelope, then he began to write his usual for Elliot.

”Dear Elliot, please note that we as admins cannot take action as quickly. Excuse our lack of trying to take action as we are trying to. For 007n7 and Noli have mechanics we do not. As well as them being unable to track due to unknown circumstances. We apologize deeply. – Builderman.” Builderman folded the paper and slid it inside the envelope, closing it with a Builderman sticker that a robloxian had made for him previously.

Over all, the rest of the paperwork were just complaints about 007n7 and Noli, but Builderman ignored those as he’d addressed it several times.

Builderman rested his pen, glancing at the fan mail and then at his empty desk. Only a computer, mug, lamp, blueprints, and a couple of items gifted to him. 

He sat there for a few seconds before getting up to socialize with the other admins. A small interaction can always make someone happy.

Builderman walked towards the door and opened it, heading out and closing the door behind him. There he walked towards the elevator, choosing the 2nd floor to have a small, short but sweet chat with the admins— if one or more were there.

Most admins didn’t have much to do after work, so they stayed to socialize with each other and occasionally kept the positive atmosphere of the HQ.

The HQ tended to be a positive atmosphere, only laughter and joy filled the air each day after a few hours of working.

Brighteyes and Jan were the two who finished work first, otherwise it’d just be Shedletsky. 

Brighteyes and Jan are the life of the HQ, they kept Builderman at bay if one of them noticed him down.

Shedletsky was rather a loner, he kept to himself and was never at HQ unless it was to work— which was only a few hours and that’s all.

”Heya Jan and Brighteyes! How’s it going?” Builderman waved with a smile.

”Oh, hiya Builderman! I’m well, how about you?” Brighteyes replied, Jan nodding along with her.

”I’m doing good myself. Just finished the usual paperwork.” Builderman walked towards the water fountain, taking a quick sip of water.

”Ah, that’s good! The usual paperwork must be exhausting..” Brighteyes spoke, her words describing what Builderman feels every once in a while.

”It is sometimes. I’ve learnt to toughen up so it doesn’t exhaust me as much. Not to mention Shedletsky popping in.” Builderman replied, he walked towards the couch that Brighteyes and Jan were sitting on.

Builderman sat down, “I get it. Shedletsky is an odd fellow but I don’t mind him. Fills the silence during work, y’know?” Brighteyes continued, she was admirable with her conversations.

”I know. He just.. reminds me of them— him..” Builderman sighed, his face saddening once again.

“Hey, don’t be so down. You’ll find him soon. Right Jan?” Brighteyes reassured the grieving Builder, looking towards Jan afterwards.

“👍❤️” Jan signed, her mutism being the result of what her head is.

”Yep! Even she agrees.” Brighteyes smiled.

“Alright, alright.” Builderman smiled softly, appreciating what they’ve done for him.

”That’s the spirit.” Brighteyes cheered, pulling in Builderman for a hug.

He felt shocked for a quick second but then hugged Brighteyes back.

”Thank you, really..” Builderman let go of the hug, thanking Brighteyes despite being told the same thing regularly.

He appreciated help a lot, he appreciated everything. He appreciates many people—people who try their best no matter how hard they might be struggling. He’s proud of them.

”It’s no problen, Builder! Here anytime.” Brighteyes said brightly, her eye shine visible through her glasses.

”I’m gonna head out now,” Builderman spoke, standing up and heading towards the stairs to head to floor one, “See you Monday!”.

“👋❤️” Jan waved, “Bye, Builder!” Brighteyes waved with her.

Builderman headed down the stairs and out the front door, he got in his car and turned it on.

He sat there for a few minutes as the sun began to set. He hated the nights for some odd reason, it always made him feel the worst.

Builderman then shook back to reality, putting his hand on the wheel and driving to a bar.

Dave’s bar, the one closest to Builderman’s house.

Builderman parked his car and got out of it, heading inside and sitting at the table where drinks were usually served.

”Tough night, ey fella?” Asked a bartender, she had pretty afro hair with a uniform that fit her perfectly. 

“Yeah..” Builderman sighed, he rested his head on his hand and looking around the bar.

Surprisingly, he recognized someone there. It was Shedletsky— the guy who’d burst into his office at random times.

Builderman’s eyes widened, “Shedletsky?! Of all people I expected..” Builderman thought, he really was surprised.

”Aight, what can I get’chu for tonight?” The bartender approached Builderman from the otherside of the bar table.

”Just a wine, please.” Builderman looked towards the bartender, her beauty captured his eyes but he looked away quickly to avoid seeming weird.

Builderman kept staring at Shedletsky, not out of shock but for why he was here. He didn’t look drunk at all, just rather sad.

Builderman keeps staring until his wine gets served, “Here you go!” She smiled and went on to serve other customers.

”Thank you!” Builderman smiled and grabbed the wine.

Quickly, he got up with his wine and walked over to Shedletsky.

”Heya, Shed. What’s your reason for being here?” Builderman spoke behind him, Shedletsky jumping and looking behind him just to see Builderman.

”Oh, it’s you. I’m just here to get things off my mind..” He sighed, patting the empty chair next to him to signal Builderman to sit down.

”What’s your reason?” Shedletsky asked curiously, he noticed the wine in his hand.

”I’m here for the same reason..” Builderman looked at the wine his hand and clenched it tightly.

”I see.” He stared at the bar table, shame taking in on his mood.

”You’re feeling extra down, aren’t you? The alcohol in your hands..” Shedletsky pointed out.

”Yeah.. It gets rather tough at night.” Builderman set the bottle on the table, opening it up and taking a shot.

Shedletsky avoided looking at Builderman, mainly out of guilt and shame.

“Builder..” Shedletsky started, not realizing he was already under the influence.

”ShedI’mtired—sniff—“ Builderman whined, his words slurring together and resting his head on the bar table.

”Oh, forget it.” Shedletsky his head turned towards Builderman, god did he look dumb as fuck.

Whining like a child.. But now it was his duty to care for Builderman anyway. 

Builderman grabbed the alcohol bottle, downing the rest and sighing.

“ImissTelamonsobadithurts.” Builderman put his head in his arms, words muffling as he spoke.

”It’s alright, Builder. Do you wanna go home?” Shedletsky offered, guilt sinking in him as Telamon came out of Builderman’s mouth.

”Na’..yet.” Builderman puffed.

”Alright. Just let me know when you’re ready to, ‘kay?” Shedletsky sat there for a few minutes before Builderman spoke,

”PleasetakemehomeplsShed..Pls.” Builderman looked up at Shedletsky, his eyes watery and droopy.

”Alright. Come on buddy.” Shedletsky got up and signaled Builderman to get up, taking him outside with him clinging onto his arm.

“Which one’s your car?” Shedletsky asked, he wanted to make sure he was getting in the right one.

”Red..’nd got the plate ‘f uuu.. Bee mahn.. yah..” Builderman slurred, his words clashing into eachother as he spoke.

”Alright.” Shedletsky and Builderman walked towards a red car with the license plate of ‘Bman’.

”Could you pass me your keys?”

”Ya..” Builderman reaches into his sweater pocket and pulls out his keys, quite simple keys with a small heart keychain.

He hands them to Shedletsky who unlocks his car. Shedletsky guides Builderman to the passenger seat, opening the door and letting him get in and buckling himself.

Shedletsky gets into the drivers seat and powers on Builderman’s car, driving them both out of the bar and to Shedletsky’s house.

”Shed..Wherearewegoingto.??” Builderman questioned, his mood seemed to be neutral at the moment.

”To my place. I can’t leave you alone.” Shedletsky assured Builder.

”Okaya.” Builderman rested his heavy feeling head, resting it on his hand as his left arm leaned on the arm rest.

Half an hour goes by and they arrive at Shedletsky’s place. It looked quite simple, plants outside and a tree to accompany the lawn.

Shedletsky gets out of the car and closes his, then he goes to opens Builderman’s door, allowing him out.

”Alright, we’re here. Come on, Builder.” Shedletsky unlocked his house with his own keys, his head wings hadn’t expressed any emotion yet— well not his negative emotions.

Builderman got out of the car, closing the door behind him and into the house as Shedletsky welcomed him in.

”Builder, d’ya wanna rest on the couch?” Shedletsky offered, he knew best when it came to someone under the influence.

”Pls.”

”Alrighty. The couch should be to your right. Go ahead and rest on there, I’ll grab you a blanket, ‘kay?” Shedletsky walked towards the closet that held blankets, mainly for winter for other occasions if needed.

”Thxyew..” Builderman headed over to the couch, resting on his left side with a pillow already there to support his head.

Shedletsky approached Builderman, putting a blanket over him.

”You wanna watch anything?” Shedletsky grabbed the TV remote from the TV stand.

”Gaemplay foitage o’..eff en ae eff..” Builderman spoke, he happened to enjoy those types of videos despite the fear wrenched in him from the adrenaline when you play, but more so watch for him.

“FNaF gameplay? LOL, peak choice.” Shedletsky smiled gently, he was shocked himself on the choice but it’s what he wanted.

Shedletsky turned on the TV and went to youtube, pulling up a playlist full of FNaF videos.

”Tanks..” Builderman thanked Shedletsky, god was he a sweetheart.

Shedletsky got up to do something else quickly, but before doing so, he asked this,

”Need anything else?” Shedletsky put the remote on the TV stand

”Nop.” Builderman smiled widely, he felt quite joyous and loved.

”Alright. I’ll be making food for myself. I’ll be in the kitchen so call me if you need anything.” Shedletsky heads into the kitchen and takes out 2 bread slices and cheese.

He turns on the stove and takes out a pan, then putting a slice of bread on the pan to let it toast up.

Shedletskt was making a grilled cheese. Grilled cheese was a usual meal he ate if he didn’t feel like anything else, like fried chicken— the food he was commonly paired with.

A few minutes goes by and Shedletsky finishes making the grilled cheese, it looked absolutely perfect, delicious even for a starving person.

He takes the grilled cheese off the pan and puts it on a plate, admiring his sandwich before taking a bite.

After he finishes his food, he heads to check up on Builderman who—thankfully— was still conscious.

Builderman glances at Shedletsky and back at the TV, jumpscares and adrenaline keeping him awake.

Shedletsky props himself down on the floor, watching the TV with Builderman as he let out tired chuckles from the very often jumpscares.

Several hours of this goes by. Builderman has officially returned to being sober and not under the influence.

Shedletsky glances at Builderman, he was passed out with steady breathing and still being alive.

At last, he passes out as well since Builderman is asleep. His head falling fast with his hands to prevent a rough fall of unconsciousness.

Notes:

Hi guys I just want you to know that you’re AWESOME!! Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!!! I’m proud of you for making it another day !! :D
Sorry for the mischaracterizatiob💔

Chapter 2: Aftermath of JOYOUS CHAPTER

Summary:

Office. NOW!! Whips AGHH pls don’t make me fill out your running forms of endless debt you have yet to pay for of child support!! SHUT UP!! PAY MY FEBT FOR A KISS Ph my gkd DOES DEBT SO FAST I THIBK BUILDERMAN STARTED FLOATING YO I finish shedletsky.. OH MY GOD THATS SP HOT BUILDERMAN gives him a fat kiss on the lips OH MY GAWH JACKPOT!! then they waddle away into the sunset of yaoi

Shedletsky laid on the floor, fast asleep and cold.

A couple more hours go by, it is around 2am at night. The stars blinked above in the sky as city lights were off.

More hours go by, now it is 6am; the time that most the Roblox HQ wakes up at to get ready and off yo work.

In Shedletsky’s house, a faint alarm could be heard in the distance. It quickly woke Builderman up, alerting him to dash out of bed.

Though, it didn’t wake Shedletsky up as he didn’t get to sleep for very long.

Builderman took the blanket off him and hurried to the kitchen, just suddenly realizing whose house he was in.

It was Shedletsky’s house.

Builderman looked over to the couch, seeing the bottom half of a person sticking out from the side.

The bottom half only had shorts and socks, mainly for warmth but how could you consider that for warmth?

“Shedletsky!” Builderman rushed over, immediately picking him up and putting him on the couch with the blanket over him.

He felt cold, awfully cold. His head wings were shivering, including his cold body.

Shedletsky’s house was abnormally cold, it was as if he had no air condition to keep him warm at all— or if it was to cool himself off after SFOTH.

SFOTH is naturally warm, only the fiercest went there if they were looking for a fight of challenge.

Shedletsky himself already has a warm body, but not enough to keep him warm for the abnormal cold.

Shedletsky had woken up as his name was called, he only fully realized what happened after Builderman tucked him in.

“What?! Builderman?!” Shedletsky yelled in shock.

“You were cold, and the floor is not a good place to rest.” Builderman spoke as he headed over to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

“Oh. Thanks, I appreciate it.” Shedletsky lowered his tone, sounding a little brighter than what he’d just yelled.

“It’s no problem! I’m gonna make breakfast. If you plan on heading to work then just make sure you’re not sick.” Builderman stated, taking out the bread and toaster.

“I’ll go to work.” Shedletsky sighed and got up, streching his back wings around him to try to warm himself up.

“Alright. You want breakfast?” Builderman offered, a soft friendly smile appearing after the sentence.

“I’m good.” Shedletsky replied, heading over the alarm clock that’d still been beeping to turn it off.

“See you then.” Builderman walked over to the door, reaching for his keys in his pockets.

”Your keys are on the table.” Shedletsky pointed towards the TV table, keys were placed there.

“Thanks.” Builderman grabbed the keys and headed off, going into his car and driving to HQ.

Shedletsky looked over to the TV that turned off after awhile, he noticed the dark, empty screen.

It once had cartoons playing, like SpongeBob or Octonauts.

.. A lump in Shedletsky’s throat appeared.

Tears tried to let themselves out to only forget who was masking them away, to the shadows of once stood anger.

Shedletsky’s anger now only trasmits into tears— tears of what he hoped to feel instead of anger.

Now he masks them. He feels vulnerable if tears drop, even if no one can see or hear him.

Shedletsky snapped back into reality, passing everything he thought away and elsewhere.

He walked over to his front door, opening it and heading out to walk to HQ.

HQ wasn’t far from his house, well only half an hour or so away.

As Shedletsky walks, he waves to people who drive or walk by, waving with a smile.

As soon as Shedletsky arrives at HQ, he heads over to the water fountain and takes a few sips of water.

Footsteps are then heard behind him, he turns around and noticed Legoseed who was carrying a stack of recipes in his hands.

“Heyo, Legoseed!” Shedletsky smiles and waves.

“Shedletsky, sir, hiya!!” Legoseed pauses and cheerfully greets Shedletsky back.

“More recipes?” Shedletsky started making conversation.

“Yep! I have MANY recipes to delight you guys with. “ Legoseed began excitedly, “I’m gonna take these to my office, excuse me.”

“See ya, Lego!” He waved off, following Legoseed to the elevator and pushing the button for him.

“Need me to push the buttons for you?” He offered, a sight of kindness in his actions.

“I’m good! Thank you, though.” Legoseed smiled and headed off into the elevator.

Shedletsky walked around the HQ, greeting the admins and bringing up their mood with a small talk.

Then Builderman walked up to him as he stared outside, admiring the sunrise.

“Shed!” Builderman spoke as he approached, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh. ‘sup Builder?” Shedletsky waved and smiled, greeting him again as if they hadn’t seen eachother just an hour or so ago.

“I want to talk about last night, aheh..” Builderman rubbed the back of his head in awkwardness.

“No worries! We can speak in my office if you’d like.” Shedletsky offered.

“Alright.”

Shedletsky walked towards the stairs, going up to the 3rd floor and into his office.

Builderman followed behind, looking around Shedletsky’s office as he arrived in.

Shedletsky had three chairs, mainly for resting and lazing around once he was done with work, and little decorations in his office except for several awards of being a chicken eating contest winner.

“You can sit down right there.” Shedletsky pointed to a chair, he pulled another out to sit directly infront of Builderman.

Builderman sat down, Shedletsky sat down right across from him.

“So- About last night..” Builderman started, struggling to remember.

“It’s all good, Buildsy.” Shedletsky assured quickly, taking the wording as something else.

“No no, I mean— What happened? All I remember is seeing you and then boom! I’m suddenly at your house.” Builderman started at a quick pace, Shedletsky somehow managed to understand.

“You got drunk, really sad, so I asked if you wanted to go to my house, you said yes, I did so and you wanted to rest, I put you on the couch, and yeah— You could guess the rest. I didn’t sleep until I knew you were sober.” Shedletsky quickly started.

“Oh. Damn.” Builderman chuckled slightly, then it turned into a laugh.

Shedletsky smiled and started laughing too, then they stopped after awhile to catch their breath.

Builderman blushed slightly, not noticing Shedletsky’s wings covering his face.

A knock was suddenly heard on Shedletsky’s door.

Shedletsky uncovered his face and headed over to the door, Builderman’s eyes trailing along with Shedletsky just suddenly admiring his looks.

Shedletsky opened the door, Legoseed was standing there.

“Ah, Legoseed!” Shedletsky greeted Legoseed in, noticing him bring in a few sweets for both Builderman and Shedletsky.

“Hello! I brought in sweets for the two of you. I couldn’t find Mr. Builder in his office and someone told me they saw him with you!” Legoseed set the sweets down on Shedletsky’s empty table.

“That’s so sweet! We appreciate it, Legoseed.” Builderman spoke appreciatively.

No pun intended 

“Yeah, really.” Shedletsky spoke.

“It’s no problem! I’ll deliver sweets to the rest of the admins now. Catch you later!” Legoseed waddled out of the office.

Shedletsky closed the door, heading back to sit down.

“Continuing, what were you doing at the bar?” Builderman started, sounding quite nosy.

“Nothing big! Just to cope with things, y’know?” Shedletsky spoke awkwardly, avoiding to tell the truth.

“Alright. You.. want a hug?” He offered gently, reaching his arms out.

“.. I’d appreciate it.” Shedletsky’s tone softened, his voice weakening to choke up tears.

Builderman got up and hugged Shedletsky, a warm hug filled with genuine care.

“Thanks.. Builder.” Shedletsky smiled.

“I’ll be here if you need anything. We’re bestfriends, aren’t we?” Builderman spoke cheerfully, mentioning how they’ve been bestfriends for over a decade.

“If you were a girl, I’d lowkey date you man.” Shedletsky spoke in a joking, yet more so half joking tone.

“Pfft!” Builderman pulled back from the hug, laughing, “Me too honestly.” He admitted, his tone serioused quickly.

“Is this what they call yuri? No— Yaoi, which one is it..” Shedletsky spoke jokingly once more, putting a hand to his chin.

“I think it’s yaoi.” Builderman replied in response to his question.

“AHA! YES!” Shedletsky yelled in accomplishment, “We’re in an old men yaoi fic, Builder!!”

“WHAT?! SHED-“ 

And their memories were wiped back to when they were laughing about if they were a girl they’d date the other.

“PFFT!!” Shedletsky laughed, he blushed slightly.

“I’ll be heading off to my office now!” Builderman got up.

“See ya, Buildsy~!” Shedletsky spoke flirtingly, smirking and winking his eye and Builderman walked towards the door.

“Shed!! Quit it!!” Builderman blushed and smiled, quickly closing the door behind him and heading off.

”Damn, I lowkey want my bestfriend.” Shedletsky thought, his blushing being a lot more visible.

Shedletsky snapped back into reality, letting go of those thoughts quickly and feeling sickened at himself after, just then passing it off and noticing the sweets Builderman left.

”Oh, he left his sweets. I should bring them to him.” Shedletsky carefully picked up the sweets left for Builderman, carrying them in one arm to open the door.

Shedletsky opened the door and headed out, going towards the elevator, taking it up to Builderman’s floor, and to his office.

Shedletsky knocked on Builderman’s door, a hard and a loud enough knock for someone to respond, whether they were resting or not.

Builderman opened the door, seeing Shedletsky with the sweets he forgot down at his office.

”Thanks! I just realized I forgot them.” Builderman smiled and grabbed them from Shedletsky’s hands.

”LOL, it’s alright! We all forget things after a nice time in our life.” Shedletsky smiled and waved to Builderman before heading off.

He walked down to his office, glancing at the sweets on his table in amazement; God did Legoseed have talent.. Talent to replicate things so similar to the original.

Maybe that’s why he’s seen as the greatest— if not best— cooker of all Robloxia. Surely there’s someone with more skill, but it surely cannot compare to him.

Not to mention that Legoseed is an absolute sweetheart, like all his baking? Straight from the heart, topped with love so unique that the stars shined brighter each day, almost as if they relied on him for love to keep their life of shine up.

The stars shined even at their darkest, their lowest, even despite the pollution in other cities, other places that avoided the light emitted from hidden beauty.

The stars then shined brighter as someone noticed them and gave them light unintentionally, even not knowing that they did such a great impact on something that seemed so dim.

Shedletsky closed his office door, heading to rest for awhile more before eating the sweets on his table.

“Dad!” A small, adoring child waved to Shedletsky in the distance.

They were in a meadow full of flowers, pretty ones that a small and delicate child full of joy could appreciate.

”What’s it, 1x?” He’d respond, a smile forming across his face, then bending down to her height.

”I found a pretty flower!” She smiled excitingly, running over to Shedletsky.

”So pretty!” He smiled softly, his kid looking just as pure as ever.

“You’re so great, papa!!” She jumped onto Shedletsky, knocking him down and laughing while on top of him.

“Haha! Let’s gaze at the stars now, shall we?” He asked with a smile on his face, she’d never forget this moment.

1x rolled off Shedletsky, lying on her back looking at the sky in beauty, shine appearing in her very eyes.

“These stars are so—yawn— pretty!” She spoke tiredly, her eyes getting heavy.

“Time to sleep now, isn’t it 1x?” He turned his head towards her, seeing her already fast asleep.

“I suppose it is.” Carefully, Shedletsky picked 1x up into his arms and stood up to take her over to the car.

He walked through the meadow, stepping over ant hills and over to where his car was parked, then opening the car and gently putting her in the backseat.

He got into the front seat and began driving back to his house, the silence with only the car radio playing Piano Man by Billy Joel, which was followed by Let Down by Radiohead.

1x rested silently in the back of the car, deep in the sleep and probably at the best part of a dream.

About 20 minutes go by and they’re home. Shedletsky gets out of the car to take 1x out, gently picking her up and carrying her in his arms.

Shedletsky opened his house door, walking as quietly as possible to not wake her up, then putting her in his bed carefully, pulling the covers over her.

He treated her as if she was a delicate, little thing taken out of a museum worth millions.

Shedletsky was typically a very hard handed fellow, often causing damage by accident, in which he feared doing the same to a child, a little delicate being barely close to knowing how to count to a hundred.

A knock was suddenly heard on Shedletsky’s door, making him wake up and groaning from how long he’s been sleeping.

“Shed? You haven’t left your office.” A muffled voice spoke from the other side of the door— it sounded familiar.

“Give a minute.” He got up, wiping his face with his hand and opening the door.

“Did you just wake up, holy shit.” Builderman looked at Shedletsky in surprise, he looked genuinely insane, but tears seemed to swell up in his eyes.

“Ah, Shed! Did I say something wrong?!” Builderman noticed tears falling from Shedletsky’s face, he looked so stupid but yet only a face you could feel pity for.

“No no.. It’s the damn tears once you wake up.” Shedletsky smiled, he didn’t expect to look sad at all.

“You’re right. Anyways, you should get going. It’s night already.” Builderman spoke, pointing at the visible windows behind Shedletsky.

“Yeah, I will.” Shedletsky waved Builderman off as he headed out for the night.

- - -

Shedletsky is at home resting on the couch, it felt a bit more better than his actual bed but only slept on the couch because of the caffeine he drinks for a better sleep.

Caffeine helped him sleep, even after he downed the sweets that Legoseed made; goodness did that only power his craving for food at night.

Shedletsky then dozed off, having a continuation of one of his SFOTH dreams he had a few years back.

Notes:

I wrote a kiss scene for the office part btw,, Might recreate tho cuz I made it at school LOL
Btw sorry for the long wait aswell,, AO3 curse am I right..

Chapter 3: FILLER! A note to my love.

It was the way your presence accompanied mine; the way it complimented me when I looked lonely.

Your soft, eerie smile so harsh, so unsettling to others yet so beautiful and precious to me; it softened to a sweeter one when you were around me.

When the days flew by, you faded— not flew as your wings kept hidden during practice fighting with me.

They stop flying in battles as your eerie, unsettling smile faded. 

I cherished you, loved you with everything— I loved you with all I had; the love I’d hope to give to others.

You were all I had, now Shedletsky fills the emptiness you left.

He reminds me of you; those brown curls that shine in the sunlight like gold— like yours.

His presence is warming, sunshine seems to follow his steps.

I think he’s similar to you, but he’d never fulfill what we had; love and bond so close between us, it’d make me ask myself, “Am I really worth love of this amount?” I was wrong.

I was wrong in a way that you made me feel appreciated, like even the angered can love, the assumed to only hate can love.

You treated me gently, gently with care and respect; you held my delicate heart with so much gentleness that it made me angry.

Why, why would someone like you do that? Perceived as heartless and cruel towards those not worthy of a win.

I really expected you to treat me like someone no different from the others.

You were much different than others just say you; you were misunderstood.

So snake-like, so owl-like in a way it amazed me, I saw the beauty in you.

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.. Telamon. 

My dearest, my shine of light.

I hope you’re well.

Well in the farlands you’ve gone.

I don’t understand why you left me that day.

Why for what reasons? Did I do a wrong move? I hope not. 

Wherever you are, I hope you’re well and alive.

I know what happens to you when you’re not well.

It hurts to think that.

.. I miss you.

Notes:

SOSOS SORRY FOR THE LATE CHAPTER!!
Take this as a filler