Notes: After Jade and Davesprite broke up, Davesprite went to John for comfort. The first thing Davesprite did was sit inside John's hood since it was literally sprite shaped and he could just lean over and rest on John's shoulder.

For some reason my muse has been on vacation this week. I've had a really hard time getting drabbles done. I hope you like it anon.

Davesprite floats through the hallway cautiously, he shouldn't be doing this, so uncool. John sits at his computer, play that stupid ghostbusters game, completely engrossed. His sock hood hanging off the back of his shirt.

Davesprite pokes the heir's shoulder and John just flails his hand at the half bird boy. "I'm in the middle of something." Davesprite watches the screen for a few moments before succumbing to the unrelenting boredom cause by John's hobbies; opting instead to dive into the sock hood.

After much squirming and fighting and turning with a few choice expletives from John. "God damn it Dave, stop that!" Davesprite was comfortably situated into the perfectly shaped hood. His head resting on John's shoulder, sighing loudly, for ironic purposes. John gave an exasperated grunt, "What is it?"

"Jade and I broke up."

John's fingers froze on the keyboard, "I sorry."

"I fucked everything up."

Closing the game John sat back, looking at Davesprite in the reflection from the monitor. "You could apologize to her."

"I don't think this is something that can be fixed with an apology. I'm too wrapped up in my own fucking issues to really give her what she needs. I'm not good for her."

"I wouldn't say you're not good for her, you two are teenagers, it's not like the most successful relationships are based on hormones."

"I think we had a real connection."

"I'm not denying the connection or the love you feel, I'm saying that, let's face it, you two are very moody in your own ways. It's not the best thing for a relationship."

Davesprite glared at the back of John's head, the bird half of him wanting to peck him.

"I'm moody in my own way too! Just, think about how we handled things when we had normal lives. We weren't the picture of stability then, and we sure as hell aren't now." John reached back, scratching Davesprite behind the ears.

"Sometimes I think the only reason why she liked me is because I basically a fucking furry."

John laughed, "There's that moodiness I was talking about. For the record, I don't think so. I think she genuinely likes you as Dave."

"But I'm not Dave! God-that's the issue! The alpha Dave and myself are two different people! He's probably way cooler than me, not collecting shiny shit because it's…just fucking there. I just can't stand it John."

"I know," John pet Davesprites head, "I know."

Two hours later

"So you think I can get my hood back?"

"I don't know man, this would make a fan-fucking-tastic nest."