CopyPasta~.
I like Oscar. And I wanted to do something with his loud happy, carefree laughs. I hope that I got him down ok.
Also I had no idea what I was going to do about acceptance until today, well until this week. You see I myself have been going through a grieving stage 'cause someone stole my cat (who was named after Break and I raised from a tiny thing). And I've been so depressed. And a depressed me equals lots of writing or playing games to keep my mind off things. And lots of crying.
So I figured the best way to get Break into acceptance was try and do what Liam always told him to do and to give him someone who he can talk to and snuggle with.
Depression is up next!
"Did you hear about Xerxes Break?"
It was the main question on everyone's lips as Oscar walked through the Pandora Headquarters as he carried a hole ridden box through the halls. Several times he had stopped to ask about what exactly was going on but the junior members would clam up and mutter something about having other things to do.
How odd.
With a shrug he had passed it off as rumors that someone had spread about their resident Hatter since he wasn't around to try and stick up for himself but as soon as he turned down the hall where Liam's office once was he blinked. Sharon, Oz, Alice and Gil were crowded around a door, staring in as if there were a caged fox and they were trying to figure out who was going to get it out.
Silently he snuck up behind them, making sure to keep the box away from Gilbert so he wouldn't ruin the secret.
"What's happening?" He whispered softly and peeked in.
"Break has been working all morning." Oz smiled as he stood up straight, hands going behind his back and clasping onto each other like he used to do when he was a child. "What's in the box?"
"A present." He handed the box off and stood tall over everyone else so he could peek into the room as well. Sure enough there was Break sitting at Liam's desk hunched over so he could see what the papers had to offer him.
Every once in a while the man would sigh and drop his head with a soft thud and after a few seconds he would shake his head and go back to trying to finish up what ever he had started.
With a loud laugh Oscar pushed passed the peering children and moved so he could pull up a chair besides Break. The white haired male didn't even give a sign to the larger mans presence. But Oscar knew, just as the others should, that Break probably knew they were all there. That everyone in headquarters were talking about him.
Nothing was ever kept a secret from Break for long.
"How long have you been going at this?"A large hand roughly picked up a sheet of paper with messy, uneven writing so he could glance at it.
"Since this morning." Break finished writing something down on the other sheet of paper and pushed it too the side. He took a moment to open a candy and pop it into his mouth before pulling another paper in front of him. He repeated the process of hunching over it and reading through what he could carefully. Or quickly, no one really knew which.
"Did someone come pick up the others?" The larger man eyed the two sheets of paper then looked out the window. The sun was already starting to set so he assumed that there were many others done.
Break shook his head then motioned to the two papers as if trying to explain silently that it was all he had done. Everyone in the doorway and Oscar stared at him as if he had grown an extra head.
"Break?" Oz spoke up from the doorway and shoved the box into Gilberts hands so he could go and sit on the desk that the other was currently working on. "Shouldn't you leave the work to other people?"
A laugh escaped him and he gave a nod of his head. "I probably should but Liam always told me that I should do my own work."
The room grew uncomfortable.
"Now…" Break stopped and looked down at the paper that rested in front of him. "Now that he's not here to do it anymore I have to step up and get it done." He gave a smile and traced along the edge of the stack of papers that were neatly set on to his left.
"He's probably rolling over in his grave, shocked that you are actually working." Alice said in a huff as she crossed her arms over her chest. Watching the insane man was growing boring and she was quickly growing hungry.
No one spoke after that, the rest watching to see what Break would do and when he smiled back at her with a nod they let out a breath they didn't know they were holding.
"He probably is, Alice. He probably is." Another candy was popped into his mouth and the paper in front of him lie forgotten for the time being.
"Though I'm sure he's proud of you, Break." Oz proudly patted the blind man on the shoulder and Oscar reached out to ruffle his hair with a laugh of agreement.
"Oz…." The voice was whimpered softly and easily unheard as Sharon spoke up to offer ways to help Break do the work then soon the room grew loud with different options.
"Oz." The thing in side the box shifted and the black haired male could have sworn he heard a mewling sound come from it.
"Oz!" He tried louder, arms holding out the box as golden eyes frantically searched for a place to put it down. Drop it. Throw it.
"I'll come around and help if you don't mind." Oz spoke up, not even a glance to his frantic servant. Break gave a shake of his head and was about to answer when there was a loud scream coming from a corner of the room.
"Raven what in the world?" Break stood up and moved towards the noisy male. As soon as he stepped in front of him there was a warm furry thing wrapped around his leg and he could feel a small rumble coming from it.
"THAT'S RIGHT!" Oscar yelled out making Alice, who was leaning against the desk, wince and growl threateningly. "I brought you a present." In a quick motion the man swooped down and picked up the tiny mewling thing and placed it onto Break's shoulder.
"A cat, Sir Oscar?" Break could tell that the man was smiling from ear to ear, Oz had the same smile, and was so pleased with himself. Just as he was about to deny the animal it nuzzled it's tiny nose into his ear while purring.
"I found him on the side of the road and thought you might want company." A pause then a quickly added note. "He's a tabby so I thought it might- I thought you might like it."
A lone red eye looked down and the smile on his face dropped down to a slight frown. Idly he reached up a hand to pet at the small head that was now resting, pressed against his neck.
"Though if you don't wa-"
"I'll keep him." His smile turned wicked and he glanced over to Gilbert who was still in the corner, trying to persuade Oz to help him. "Thank you, Sir Oscar." The tone in his voice was starting to drop back down into it's melancholy way and everyone glanced at each other, silently saying that it was about time to leave.
"Don't work too hard Break." Sharon smiled, the last one to linger in the room while the others were already out and walking down the hall. "We'll have someone else do the paper work, you just worry about your field work."
He gave a nod to her and took careful steps back to the desk so he could sit down.
"By the way." She stopped, refusing to turn around to look at him. "What are you going to name him?"
"William."
It was then that Sharon knew everything was going to be okay in the end. Break just needed a little bit more time and she silently promised him that she would strongly stand besides him until he was ready to move on.