Forgiveness Chapter 2: Lemonsoft, an adventure time with finn and jake fanfic

A.N.: Changed the summary. Enjoy.

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By the way, we're the original people to have the Lemongrabs growl, purr, and hiss. We were the first.

People are actually copying us, now! Who'da thunk we're that good?

Lemonsoft entered the huge dining hall. He glanced to the far end of the table, to see Lemongrab still sitting there, unmoving. He stared blankly at his food, seeming to hardly even breathe. The rest of the room was completely void of any other living creature. Most of the lights were already off, a sign of many of their children getting ready to sleep.

Slowly and carefully, he approached the alpha, cocking his head to the side. The King remained still, gripping his fork.

"B-brother, are you alright?" Lemonsoft questioned, watching Lemongrab slowly pick at his food. Dinner was long over, and his meal had long gotten cold.

"IIIIII a-am fine." The King said to the younger, voice strained and stressed. He rolled some of his food around with his fork, eyes slightly dilated.

"You are not fine," Lemonsoft said, worry lacing his currently quiet voice. He eyed him carefully, taking note of his posture. Seeing no signs of agitation or aggression yet, he snorted to himself and scooted closer. "What's wrong?"

He watched Lemongrab shift uncomfortably, hardly even looking at his sibling. Eyes still half glued to his plate, his voice got a bit louder. "I will be fine."

Unconvinced, he sat right next to him.

Lemongrab let out a quiet huff, putting his fork down. He looked straight at the blue-eyed copy of himself, glowering. "What?"

"You're my brother. I worry." Lemonsoft stated, looking at him just sternly. "Please, tell me what's wrong. I want to help." He nuzzled his brother, purring for him. Lemongrab let out his own small purr.

Lemongrab paused. He wrung his hands, looking away. Some lit candles burnt out as he did so. He sighed quietly. "I-I am still…uneasy about before. What I did before w-was-"

"-Understandable." Lemonsoft cut in, finishing his sentence before he could do it himself. "You already know you've been forgiven."

"F-FORGIVEN OR NOT, I STILL HAVE NOT FULLY FORGIVEN MYSELF." Lemongrab said, voice rising with every word. He stood up abruptly, causing the large chair to topple over. "I'VE BEEN REMINDED OF MANY THINGS THIS PAST WEEK. THINGS I WISH I HADN'T DONE." His rich brown eyes aflame with mixed emotions, he continued.

With a swift movement, he turned, growling. "DOES THAT R-REMIND YYYOU OF SOMETHING?!" He screeched, pointing at the empty stage directly in front of the buffet table.

Lemonsoft flinched away, backing up. His eyes widened and dilated when his brother spun to face him. He backed up quickly, panicking. Out of reflex, he reached up to shield his already scarred face.

The air was still before Lemongrab let out a sigh. His shoulders slumped. He turned away from the skinnier Lemon, lifting his own chair back up with ease. "I-I am sorry, brother." Quickly walking towards one of the doors, he stared at his feet. "I will leave now."

The door opened and shut with a loud creak, evidence of how old the castle was. Lemonsoft relaxed from the adrenaline rush, staring forlornly at the door.

Grabbing Lemongrab's untouched food to toss it away, he took one last glance at the stage. Memories of his own flooded back. He quickly shook them off, leaving to the kitchen.

"Goodnight, brother..."

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Sorry for short chapters.