Seven Smuppets

[plushaeusrumpified]

Alright everyone gather around, because Bro has an announcement to make for all of you bitches. But first you're probably thinking 'whoa suddenly grammar!'

Yes. That is definitely something that I'm doing now. Because I have a new job.

But don't let your heart break yet, because I'm still here. I'm not actually leaving, so calm your breasts. Okay no, I'm sorry, even though I'm trying to be all fancy, I just can't say that. So calm your tits.

Anyway, yeah. I'm transferring to a new position; I'm your new Magical Languages professor. It's the best fucking new elective Hogwarts has ever had and I'm sure you all wanna join. I have bad news though, because it's only third year and up.

Unless you beg. If you beg, I'm sure I can pull a few strings with Dumblebro. He's a rad guy, considering he actually let me have this position. But yep, that's my announcement. You can go ahead and sign up, just write your name and year and owl it over. That way I can know how many of you to expect.

Also if you have any questions, I guess you can ask. It never hurts to give a few more deets if you're that interested.

Oh and Kishitani, that means I'm a real goddamn Professor now, so if I hear you question that anymore, I'm giving you detention for real.

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[givesyouaboner]

<sub>[Now that he's gotten everything out, he doesn't know what to say anymore. He managed to get himself upset all over again because these are things he just never talks about and actually bringing them to them to the surface is acknowledging that these are very real feelings.

It isn't until Bro's hand is in his hair that it happens, that he starts crying. He hates doing it, because it makes him feel like a baby, and he doesn't care what Bro or Dave say about that. Just because they say he's not a baby doesn't mean that it stops him from feeling that way about himself.

Once he starts, he can't stop and he's reduced to clinging.]</sub>

I just hate feeling this way and I... I want it to all go away.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[A lump raises in Bro's throat when Dirk starts crying. It's almost enough to make him cry, but. He knows that right now, he really needs to be strong for Dirk. Or at least, he's pretty sure he should. Suddenly all of the advice he got from everyone is out the window and he doesn't know what the hell to even do.

He just... settles for keeping his arms wrapped around him, holding him a little tighter, scratching at his head slightly with the fingers still curled in it.]

I know... I know, and I really fucking wish I could make it all go away.

[But he doesn't have the magical answer. He wishes he did, but he doesn't.

He considers bringing up therapy, but... Not now. Maybe later, when he isn't so upset. It's the only thing he can think of that would help, though.]

[givesyouaboner]

_{[He doesn't do more than nod. There isn't much else he can do; if he speaks his voice will crack and it'd make his crying worse and he already just feels really pathetic for being like this. In the end all he can do is just cling and bury his face in Bro's shirt.]}