Silver liked to think he took most Fandom weirdness in stride. He didn't complain about being a bird for 11 days, didn't complain that part of it was due to Friday repeating several times, and didn't complain about the weird elves who fixed (re: cleaned out the little tubes for once) his coffee maker yesterday.

This, though. With the song. This was something else. He suddenly wished he had bought those weird looking headphones he saw on TV once just so he had something to drown out the Feliz Navidad song.

Though, knowing the island, the song would probably come through those too.

There was nothing to do but to add a shot of something to his coffee (thanks again, elves) and try to cope.

[For the girl, but can be open!]

While Silver obviously preferred his girlfriend be in human form, he had to admit having Rey around as a cat wasn't too much of a nuisance. She tended to keep to herself and liked to sleep in the sun a lot. He must have been far more annoying as a bird.

Still, it had been about a week now and he was starting to get a little worried. He hadn't been a bird for that long, had he? He caught himself staring at the cat every so often, almost willing it to turn back into a human before he really started freaking out about it.

[For one!]

It had been a strange morning for Silver. Nothing had really happened but he was plagued with thoughts he normally had no trouble ignoring. Little did he know, he couldn't even lie to himself today. It was terrible.

Which would explain why he was putting some vodka in his coffee this morning.

[Opeeeeeen]

Silver hadn't really been worried about Rey at the pub crawl because she was not much of a drinker, and knew how to take care of herself. So he didn't feel the need to wait up for her last night. However, she had been rather social the last couple days and Silver had been missing her company, which explained why he was sleeping in her bed instead of his own.

Which was pretty sappy. Oh well, that secret belonged to him. And the squirrels. And Rey if she came home before he woke up.

[For one!]

If Silver were a little less of a coward, he might have some shame about asking his girlfriend to escort him to and from the radio station. As it was, he was a huge coward and really did not care in the slightest. Rey was going to be out doing heroic Jedi stuff anyway, so it wasn't like it was that big of an ask.

"I don't like any of this," he said as he stepped out of the station. He was tucking a bottle of rum into his coat pocket. If he was going to be stuck at home for a few days, he might run out so he dipped into the squirrel's supply. He'd make it up to them later.

[For the girl!]

After radio was done, Silver went back to the sanctity of his own apartment where he could ignore the falling bags in peace. At first he had been disturbed and did his best to hide them out of sight. Among them were the ones that related to anything regarding his apparent attraction to Captain Flint and the guilt over leaving him and Madi behind.

Eventually he got tired of putting in the effort of hiding things and just sat on the mermaid couch in front of the TV and ignored them falling around him. He repressed his entire childhood, he could repress some overly familiar suitcases, don't you think he couldn't.

[Open]

Silver had actually planned on leaving the apartment today but the chocolate falling from the sky had him turning around and heading back into his apartment. He was vain enough to not want chocolate in his hair no matter how delicious it might turn out to be.

He shot Rey a quick text warning her of that weirdness and left his door unlocked just in case she wanted to avoid it together.

[For one! Edit: And NSFW]

It turned out that the "You up?" text's meaning transcended time and space. Silver knew last night was a long time coming and yet he was still surprised when he woke up Saturday morning tangled up in bed with Rey. It was a pleasant surprise though and as he turned to wrap his arms around her more firmly it wasn't one he was looking to end any time soon.

[For one!]