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Uma groans as she rolls over, cracking her eyes open before she sits up in a panic, "T?!"

"Sup?" He looks up from the hammock curiously. "You okay?"

"Fuck." Uma presses a hand to her chest. She takes a deep breath, "Yeah, sorry." She must have gotten used to always having T and Harry in the bed, or maybe she just wasn't used to waking up alone. "Forgot you were moved." She shakes her head as she slides to the edge of the bed, "How are you feeling?"

"Eh." He shrugs. "I've clearly felt worse."

Uma half-smiles as she rolls her eyes, "Well, yes, accurate." She snorts, "I got your IV back in this morning when Harry and I traded out." She frowns as she looks up at the half-empty bag, "I also put a shirt on you before I hooked it back up to the bag."

"I noticed," T's head falls back to the hammock, breaking his eye contact with her as he shifts his weight, "Thank you…"

"No problem." Uma shrugs before she stands up and stretches, "Do you remember Faustina figuring out she was on a bed?"

"Kinda figured it out waking up in a hammock…" He frowns, "But I remember a spike of fear for a brief second before it dropped, so I didn't, I don't know… Fight for… I don't know, being out I guess?" He pauses for a moment before he sighs and shrugs, "Or however it works..."

Uma frowns as she looks down at T, "I do want to try to understand with you, but you don't have to talk about it if you really don't want to. I can see it's confusing, and I know you hate when things don't make sense." She takes a deep breath as she rolls her bottom lip over her teeth, "But, I'm here if you want someone to talk to about it. Not sure how helpful I can be, but I'll try."

T's silent for a moment, "Thank you, for the offer…" He frowns as he glances her over, "But, I don't understand shit about what the fuck is going on with me, us, or whatever. It's fucking stupid. It was easier when I thought she was my fucking sister…"

"Well, she still is, isn't she?" Uma frowns, "Or at least she calls you her brother. It helps to know that you both don't seem to recall things that happen whenever you're not the one out."

T narrows his eyes for a moment, "I… I'm not too sure that's true though. I have distinct memories of us talking and..." He trails off. "I still think of her as my sister, I guess I should have said physically. Like separate…" He turns away from her, "Two bodies, or whatever..."

Uma furrows her brow as she sits back on the edge of the bed, "I know you're not happy that we know about Faustina, but I hope that you'll still want to stay with us. Be a part of our family."

T grimaces as he shifts in the hammock staring at a map with a frown and is silent for a minute.

"Please, T." Uma's voice cracks, "Please. These past weeks were nothing compared to not knowing where you were. To be afraid that we would never see you again. Never get to argue with you about the hold, or about Deez. The thought of you never sparring with us again or getting to see you get Harry in a headlock because he woke you up. Never get to see you support Gil's hobbies, or tease Deez." She draws in a quick gasp of air as she struggles not to cry, "I know you like your space and privacy, and I'll do everything I can to give that to you, but please, please don't leave us again." She digs her nails into her thighs as a tear breaks free and rolls down her cheek.

T glances at her in confusion, before he drops his gaze to his lap. "I fucked up. I couldn't even take out an old man. I got caught, and you guys… You guys did fuck only knows what to keep me alive… I don't think I know how to repay a debt like that… I fucking failed. Miserably. Why the fuck would you guys still want me? I'm fucking useless. What value could I possibly bring to you and your family now..."

"Would you not have done the same for us?" Uma asks quietly. How? How could she make T see how important he was to them? Because after talking to Deez, and looking back at her and T's past conversation, she was convinced T never said no because he didn't want to join. It was because he didn't think he deserved it. Especially now. Especially after what he'd lived through.

"I don't think any of you would have been stupid enough to get in that situation…"

"Whale-fucking-shit T!" Uma snapped as she jumps to her feet, rolling up her sleeve before she shoves her wrist in his face, "I have done my fair share of fucking stupid shit." Looking at the long jagged scar still hurt; "I've done worse than fail at facin' my OV, I've failed and then tried to take the coward's way out." She shakes her head, "Harry, just last year tried to get Tick Tok to take his hand again. I didn't even know his father was fuckin' around with him again. And Gil-" She bites her lip, "Gil still has problems blurting shit out and pissing off my mother at the chip shop." She half rolls her sleeve back down before giving up in frustration, "So no T, you're not the only idiot on the isle. We're all idiots at times. We all overestimate ourselves, we all get fucked up over our OVs. Look at fucking Deez. She's constantly going back and forth with hers. At any moment those situations could go bad real fucking fast."

T studies her for a brief moment, before he reaches out and hesitantly wraps his hand around her forearm and gently thumbs the scar with surprising tenderness. "Of course I would have done the same thing… You guys have always been what I- We lived for. I would do anything to keep you all safe."

"Then why is it so hard for you to understand us feeling the same way about you?" Uma asks as her lower lip trembles. She hated showing her scar. It always made her feel weak and stupid all over again. And if it hadn't been for Gil and Harry- She shivers. "You're as much a part of our lives as we are yours. Your pain is our pain. Your failures and successes too. Just like ours are yours. That's so hard to find here, people like you are hard to find, and you literally rushed into our lives like a reckless asshole. You can't take that back now."

T's silent as he carefully rolls down her sleeve to cover the scar, before he takes her by the arm again. "I've given myself plenty of scars and can't count the number of plants and concoctions I tested to figure out their properties… And not once did I give a fuck about it killing me if it meant helping my sister. Helping the eight of you…" He drops her arm as he looks away, "But, I'm a fucking freak Uma, I know that. Now you know that. Your family shouldn't have to deal with that. And I've done nothing but fail at every aspect in the last few weeks. You have enough shit to deal with without adding the mess that is my fucking life to your responsibilities. I suck at listening. I should've taken someone with me. But I wasn't fucking thinking… It's hard to think about anyone, I don't know… Caring? I guess. I always end up fucking shit up." He finishes bitterly.

Uma snorts, "You're the only one who thinks you fuck everything up." She smiles sadly as she shakes her head, "Am I mad that you didn't listen to me? Sure, but I'm just more fuckin' relieved that you're okay now. I don't expect you to always listen to me. Harry and Gil don't, and Deez certainly doesn't. But we work through things. We put effort into being a family. And if you think having two personalities makes you a freak," She rolls her eyes as she shrugs again, "I don't know T, maybe it does. I don't know anyone else that has that. But I also don't know anyone else that can make and control fire. We're all freaks in our own way, so what if you and Deez are more obvious? You're our freaks. And I'm the one telling you I want you in my family, don't I get a choice about what I can and can't handle?"

T's silent for a painfully long moment, his brow furrowed as he stared at the wall across from him intensely. His eyes grow glassy as he swallows hard. He ducks his head to his chest as tears gather in his eyes. "I never meant to take away your choice…"

Uma chuckles, unable to keep the tears back as she bends over T, ignoring his flinch, as she tenderly wraps her arms around his neck, "Then stop arguing and just fucking say yes."

T's arms come up to hug Uma's arms to him, as he hides his face in them. "I don't… I'll figure out how to make myself worth this, worth a place in your family." His voice cracks, "I never meant to hurt you or take away your choices." He swallows, as his voice grows lower. "Thank you."

"You're already worthy to be here," Uma points out as she presses her lips to T's forehead, his eyes flicking to her in confusion. "but if that's a promise that we'll work together, I'll take it." She chuckles, "And I'll tell you what we've been tellin' Deez. We're family, we're going to hurt each other sometimes. But it's what we do afterward that really matters. So I appreciate that you never meant to, but I already knew that."

T trembles in her arms, "Thank you for caring enough to keep trying… And I'll do my best not to hurt any of you on purpose… And yeah, consider it a promise, but know I'm going to disappoint you a lot." He holds her arms tighter, "And I don't think I can… Can, you know, be a full member of the family- I" He swallows, as he shifts, the heat from his blush warming her face.

"T, wait a second-" Uma pulls back just enough to be able to look him in the eyes, "This is important." She waits for his haunted green eyes to finally meet hers, "I think you're talking about the day you walked in on us, and I promise I will never make you participate. We trust each other enough to be open like that because we're family, but it doesn't make us family. We do that to help each other feel good. You will always be welcomed, but you will never be forced."

His brow furrows at the last sentence before his shoulders sag. "Oh." He breathes out.

"As for disappointment, I'm sure there will be plenty of that to go around." She chuckles again as she hugs T again, "On all sides. But I swear, as your friend, leader, and captain I will do everything in my power to work with you, to help where I can to make this easier. I will listen to you, and do my best to understand what you need, so long as we promise to talk to each other." She presses her lips to his temple, "I love you. We love you, you little feisty shit. Let us show you."

A half-smile pulls at the corner of his lips, as he looks her over. "I love you guys too… I just- Suck at showing it, so I do my best to get you guys shit I think you want." He bites his lip as more tears gather in his eyes before he releases her arm to roughly wipe the back of his hands across his eyes. "If you're seriously choosing me to be part of your family…" He swallows, "I'd be a fucking complete idiot to not appreciate it, or take you up on it."

Uma chuckles as she slowly pulls away, "And we both know you're not a complete fucking idiot."

T grins, though it hurts that it doesn't quite reach his eyes, "Well, not a complete one."

"Thank you." Uma sits on the stool Harry left behind, "Just, thank you."

"I think that's what I should be saying to you…" T states as he looks away from her.

Uma snorts as she takes one of T's hands, ignoring the slight flinch, "When you're able to walk again-" Her eyes flash when T looks like he's going to argue, "Walk without cracking your skin open," She quickly corrects, "We'll get you and Deez initiated properly."

T drops his head, "I'd like that." He mumbles, "Thank you. For accepting me. Especially after this fuck up… It means- It means everything to me."

"You've always been accepted, and it will never change." Uma smiles as she squeezes his hand. "So, now that I've managed to convince you to join us, how do you feel about getting caught up on everything that's been happening?"

"Appreciative."

"Well, thanks to you and Deez, Yensid has joined the crew as my advisor, and as an educator." Uma stands up, letting go of T's hand as she walks to the table and grabs a stack of books, "These are yours." She explains as she plops back onto the stool, "Something to help you pass the time while you mend."

T's eyes brighten as he takes the books. "Thank fucking Jes-Hades. I've been bored as fuck. Thank you. And bringing the old man on is a great fucking idea. He's an amazing asset… And if he's seriously willing to teach us shit… That's fucking awesome." He picks up the first textbook in the pile and starts flipping through it.

Uma tilts her head at the change, but smiles without commenting, "I bet you have." She chuckles, "The bigger books are textbooks, where all the information is. The thinner ones are workbooks, they have questions to make sure we understand what we're learning." She continues with an excited grin, "He's hoping to get us all on the same level in all subjects so he can do more hands-on teaching with us once we get into the harder stuff. Like a real class and everything. It's been so long since me, Harry and Gil went to school, and I'm guessing you never got to go."

"Carlos taught me to read, just like Deez an' me taught Gil." T's lips quirk into a small smile, his eyes softening as he looks at an open page in the book. "I'm looking forward to being able to participate in an actual school setting." His thumb caresses the book carefully.

"I think we all are." Uma smiles.

"Speaking of all…" T's lips slip into a frown, "Where are Deez an' Gil?"

"Gil's been working hard on the swords at the cove," Uma rubs her hands together, "I'm not going to lie, I'm looking forward to getting my sword. And apparently Deez is building a place where she can warm the water so she can learn to swim without freezing Gil."

T blinks. "That's fucking clever." He grins, "I wonder how big she made it, and how? I'm sad I fucking missed that. And yeah..." His eyes drop as another frown pulls at his lips, "Bet you are happy to finally be getting your sword." He looks up to her with a smile. "I've seen the design Gil sketched. You're going to flip your shit when you finally get it... " He crosses his arms as he drops his eyes, "I'm sorry you, Hook, and the old man got stuck taking care of my stupid ass..."

"You're already back on that?" Uma rolls her eyes, "That didn't take long." She sighs, "Look, we did not get stuck taking care of you. We chose to because you're important to us. We all played a role in getting you back, and I know none of us regret anything."

T grimaces before he drops his head to the hammock and stares at the ceiling.

"Harry was the only one who found you, before you start thinking the worst." Uma quickly corrects, "I mean we all worked to get you back, out of the sickness."

T's eyes narrow as his stare intensifies as if the ceiling of the room was an enemy about to attack.

"I can't help if I don't know what you're thinking." Uma points out calmly after several breaths. It was hard to watch T coil up like he was about to be attacked.

T jumps slightly as he takes a deep breath and blinks several times before turning back to Uma, "I don't know how to make up for everything you guys have done for me… Let alone what to do for Hook… I owe all of you so fucking much, but if it wasn't for him I'd straight up be fucking dead right now… How do you repay someone for something like that? He saved me from fucking hell..."

Uma slowly nods as she reflexively grabs her forearm, "I think at some point you stop trying and you just live being grateful someone loved you enough to save you. I try every day to make sure they're happy, or at least get what they need. I try to take care of them the way they took care of me." She frowns as she shakes her head, "I'm not sure if that helps or not."

"Huh…" T turns back to the ceiling, his brow furrowed over narrowed eyes for a moment before he turns back to her thoughtfully. "It does… And with you as an example, I'm pretty sure I can figure something out to make up for this whale shit."

"So between plotting and school work you should be pretty occupied until you're well." Uma teases.

"Thank you…" T drops his eyes back to the book, "For everything. I can't imagine how fucked it must've been to, to see someone you care about, in ya know, that condition or whatever…So, yeah… I'd go bat shit if it were one of you… So, ya know, just thank you. And thank you for another chance. I'm sorry." His eyes harden as his grip tightens around the textbook, "It won't happen again." He states with conviction. "I don't want to do that to your-" He shakes his head. "I mean, our family."

Uma smiles at T's struggle to include himself in the family, "You and Deez are just full of surprises ain't ya." She sniffs as she sits up straighter, "I can't tell you how much it means to hear you say our family. To hear you acknowledge it." She bites her lip, "But I need you to understand that no matter what we face, we'll face it together. And we'll always get through the bad shit." She sighs, "No matter what it is, or how it comes for us, we'll be okay."

"I won't fail like that again. I won't let another person I love down. I won't put them in a position where they'll be punished for my mistakes, my…" His head tilts to the side, "Thoughtlessness, or anger, or whatever the fuck it was that got me doing something that thoroughly stupid. I don't think I could handle the disappointment… I just, I'mma need some," he swallows hard as he shrinks slightly, "Need some help… When I'm better, and I have a feeling none of you are going to like it, but I don't want that shit happening again… And I-I need to, to learn to trust you guys to keep me safe if I lose my shit over it. If you're willing… I need to get better, and if I'm being honest with myself, I can't do that alone."

"T," Uma scoots closer and takes his hand again, "You can't put so much of that on yourself. We're going to let each other down sometimes. That's okay. And none of us were punished for anything that happened to you-"

"Faustina was…"

"Ah." Uma slowly nods, "I didn't know she came out during-" She squeezes his hand, "that."

T drops his eyes, "I tried to take the brunt of it… But it was so hard to stay… Awake? I guess…But she was out feeling that shit when that disgusting piece of shit wasn't in the room. Had to lay in the purification salt, in the hopes our- That scum fuck could exorcise me, and purify her..."

Uma's hand tightens around T as her breath catches in her lungs painfully, "That's what he was doing?" Tears run down her face. She didn't understand the part about exorcising T, but the fact T called the salt purifying made her heartache. Her stomach rolls as purity echoes in her skull like a discordant note. Like the key to open the hidden door.

T looks away, "He was convinced I was a demon possessing his daughter…And he wanted me the fuck out and he tried-" His eyes harden as his grip around her hand tightens so much it hurts, "A lot of methods to get rid of me…" He shifts in discomfort. "To purify his daughter, and there were times- Times that I wish they'd just work- But at the end of the day, I couldn't leave her to deal with that alone despite the- The pain."

"I'm sorry T." Uma shakes her head, "I'm so sorry something like that- That someone would try to get rid of you, would hurt you and Faustina. That's-" Her stomach rolls again, "Beyond evil." She rests her other hand on top of their joined hands, "But he's gone now, and I'll never let anyone try to get rid of you again. You're mine." She growls.

"Yours, huh?" For the first time since they started talking a genuine smile lights up T's lips. "I like the sound of that…" His eyes drop to their hands.

"Good." Uma nods sharply, "Because I keep what's mine."

"T?" Harry calls out excitedly as he walks into the cabin, shivering from the cold that had settled into his bones during his rounds on the ship. But after his conversation with Uma, he was nothing but grateful to have time with T again. Her news had him smiling like an idiot. Smiling with relief. "Ya be up?" He asks as he walks over to the hammock.

"Sup?" T drops his pencil and book to his lap with so much enthusiasm he rocks the hammock.

"It be true?" He asks as he pulls the stool closer and sits, propping his elbows on his knees.

"I mean, it's either that or this is a really boring dream.'

Harry furrows his brow, "What?"

"You asked if I was up, and then asked if it was true."

"Oh." Harry rolls his eyes with a snort, "I be ah meanin' if it be true about ya joinin' us? Ya really be ready ta be ah part o' the family?" He grins as he inches closer.

"I'm gonna do my best to be-" T drops his eyes as he shifts.

"Praise be fuckin' Poseidon!" Harry jumps up to wrap his arms tenderly around T, ignoring the flinch. Doing his best to be careful despite the frantic energy he was exuding, "I be worried it were the pain meds that be ah talkin' when ya be talkin' ta me 'bout it."

T reaches up and hesitantly wraps his arms around Harry's, "Yeah. That's some fucked up medicine, by the way, it feels amazing 'til you fucking wake up realizing you acted like an asshole."

Harry chuckles as he pulls back, "Ya ain'nah be ah actin' ah asshole on it. I be enjoyin' it." He presses his lips to T's forehead before he stands back, "I can'nah be ah tellin' ya how happy I be knowin' ya be part o' us now."

T looks away, "I still don't think I deserve it, but I'm sick of looking a gift shark in the mouth. If you guys still want me after this bull shit- Who the fuck am I to argue?"

"Glad ta know ya can be ah seein' no point in arguin' at times." Harry snorts as he resumes his seat on the stool, "Glad ya ain'nah be loosin' yer wicked sense o' humor there."

T turns back to him with a glare, "I-" He pauses before his eyes soften "I guess I do argue a lot with you." He sighs, studying him for a moment with something akin to a pout on his lips before he shrugs and a small smile pulls at his lips. "I'll look better in the future."

Harry snorts again as he shakes his head, "I can'nah wait ta be gettin' you and Deez proper' in. We're gonna be havin' ah good time with that." He looks down at his right palm, tracing the compass shaped scar lovingly with one finger before he looks back up, "But, we be ah needin' ta wait 'til ya be mendin' full like ah fore we can be gettin' to that."

T frowns as he drops his eyes to the workbook on his lap. "Yeah, no fucking kidding- Sorry for-"

"Why ya be ah sorryin'?" Harry asks, furrowing his brow as he leans back against the hammock.

"So many reasons," T sighs, "For needing to be mended in the first place. For making you guys worry. Making you guys have to come find me. For thinking that you wouldn't bother. For being a dense fucking-

"T stop-" Harry knocks the stool away with how quick he moves to stand over T. He presses one finger to the other boy's lips, frowning when T flinches and pulls away. "None o' that now. Ya be here with us now and that be all that be ah matterin'. Here an ah part o' our family. And that be ah meanin' ya don'nah be needin' ta be ah sorryin' nothin'. Aye love?" He lets his finger slide to rest on T's chin before he sighs. It hurt to know at any point T had believed they wouldn't even bother looking for him, but hopefully, now they'd be able to show him how wrong he was. How much they cared about him.

Loved him. He slowly pulls his hand back but stays hunched over the hammock.

T's eyes meet his for a long moment, studying him before they drop. "But-" He stops himself, "Yeah. S-my bad." He shifts.

"Good lad." Harry nods, chucking his fingers under T's chin before he sets the stool back and settles again. "So then, what ya be ah workin' on there?" He gestures to the discarded books.

"What I thought was going to be history and turned out to be a memorization game."

Harry chuckles, "I be ah havin' that one in me stack o' learnin' too." His shoulders slump as he sighs, "Uma be ah fixed on us gettin' ah education since Yensid be ah joinin' us. It ain'nah bein' me favorite order ta be followin'."

T blinks, "Do you have a favorite one?"

"Oh aye," Harry smirks as he wiggles his eyebrows, "Uma can be ah creative Kraken when she be ah wantin' ta be."

T tilts his head to the side before he shrugs. "Parts of this are fun. Like the actual interesting bits. Like how the heroes took out their OVs and shit. It's just the memorizing dates part that's fucking garbage. How the fuck is knowing when it happened going to help? Ugh."

Harry frowns as he shrugs, "I don'nah be ah knowin'. Wanna be ah workin' on shit together then? I ain'nah gonna lie, I ain'nah lookin' forward ta this book learnin' whale shit." But he also knew if he didn't at least try to keep up his family would get so far ahead of him he'd never have a chance. Uma was sharp as they came. Deez too, and she'd continued her schooling for years after they dropped. And though Gil loved playing dumb, he was as bright as fuck and loved learning. And T, though currently grumbling over methods, was much the same.

"Please yes!?" T looks up at him pleadingly, "You're good at memorizing maps and numbers and shit, and I'm good at condensing shit. Let's just belt this shit out. This was so boring just me."

"Aye." Harry smiles as he stands to collect his pile from the table. Uma had ordered him to start working on the books anyway, and working with T sounded a hell of a lot more fun than trudging through it alone. "A'fore we be ah startin' though, ya be ah mindin' if I be askin' ya something?"

T pauses as the amusement slips from his face and he looks back down at the blankets his brows furrowed before he sighs, "Sup?"

Great. Just when they'd been having so much fun. He sighs as he tips the books onto the bed. Still, he couldn't get Gil's urgency out of his head. Sweet Boy usually saved that kind of worry for their Treasure. "Did Senior be ah comin' in here and be ah talkin' to ya the other day?" He asks as he takes a seat on the floor, using the stool as a makeshift table for the history books.

T lets out a breath as he looks up at him in surprise, relief clear in his eyes.

"Neptune's barnacle-encrusted balls T, what ya be thinkin' I were gonna be askin'?"

"Don't worry about it." T grumbles as he looks away to glare at the wall with a blush crawling up his neck, "And, yes."

Harry slowly nods. He wanted to know what had T so upset, but at the same time didn't want to push with him only just agreeing to join. Still, chalk another one up to Deez. "Yeah, I did'nah be ah figurin' she be wrong." Though what that meant, he still wasn't sure. Gil hadn't been entirely clear on the subject, just his stance that the two in a room was sure to lead to bad things.

"It's rare she is." T frowns, "Her and Uma both have a knack for being right."

"Aye." Harry nods, "So, what the god of death be ah wantin' with ya then?"

T's silent for several seconds, his eyes still not meeting his. "Entertainment, answers, and fuck knows what else?"

"He be ah soul searching Gil, Deez and Uma just ta be ah talkin' his entertainment with ya?" Harry furrows his brow. No that didn't seem right. Why would the god even bother with them if T was his only goal? "What kin' o' answers?"

"Why I wasn't ripping Maleficent a new hole or terrorizing the Core's OVs in general or some shit..."

Harry frowns, "Ya sure he did'nah be ah wantin' anythin' else?"

"I'm sure he wanted a lot of things, but fuck if I know what. And he fucking knows it, that's probably why he dangled the deals thing in my face."

"Deals?" Harry sighs as he leans back to rest against the bed behind him. "He be offerin' ya what kin' o' deals?"

T blinks as he looks over at him with a frown before he shrugs and looks away, "He mentioned making deals, but wasn't specific on or over what… And it seemed stupid to bring it up without knowing the what since at the moment I can't really do anything anyways… Then again it's fucking Senior so… Wouldn't be able to do shit even if I was at my best and armed to the teeth."

"Aye." Harry nods thoughtfully, "I- know it be ah frustratin' ta be unable ta be workin' the angle, figurin' shit out. But, I know it be ah worryin' Uma. And Gil be sayin' it freaked Deez out somethin' fierce. So, when the time be ah comin', we'll go figure it out together."

T opens his mouth to argue before he closes it, "I mean," He frowns, "if you want to." He shrugs.

Harry's eyes widen as one corner of his mouth turns up in a toothy half-grin, "Well now, ain'nah that bein' ah surprise. I expected ta be ah settlein' in for ah argument."

"If you want to argue about it we still can. There are like ten reasons I can name right now why it's a bad idea."

"No no. We can be ah callin' this progress and be ah done with." He chuckles, "I be glad we can be ah lookin' at this and seein' the important stuff we need from it. And aye, it be ah risk, but I be ah feelin' better 'bout that risk with us both bein' there. I be knowin' workin' with ya on shit like this be more fun than doin' it alone."

"Fun isn't the word I'd use, but whatever makes you happy."

Harry chuckles again, "Fun be what ya be ah makin' o' it." He pats T's arm, ignoring the flinch before he sits back to stare at the history book in front of him, "There be plenty o' things that ain'nah bein' fun."

"You like, really hate reading don't you?" T asks with a raised brow.

"It ain'nah me favorite thing." Harry grumbles, "Specially when it be borin' shit."

"Only thing boring bout history is the dates." He reaches out and pokes Harry's forehead. "The rest is fascinating. Like I didn't know Maleficent was one of the OVs that died and got brought back. Or that Ursula didn't always have tentacles. Or that Facilier got here for turning a prince into a frog and not for, you know, satanic rituals with the dead or whatever... " He shakes his head as he drops his hand, "And this shit is written by the heroes so it even talks about how they outwitted the fucking idiots."

Harry's brow furrows, "Really?" He opens the book and starts flipping through the pages, "They ain'nah never been too forthcoming' with those details ah'fore." These weren't like the books they'd gotten at Dragon Hall.

"Bet they didn't," T snorts, "Some of this shit's as sad as it is funny. Pride's a real bitch." His eyes harden for a brief moment. "But already learned that lesson. Still, there's plenty of interesting shit in this book. Besides, if you seriously don't wanna read it, I can summarize the chapters for you, and then all you'll have to worry about on your own are the dates."

"Why don'nah we be ah readin' it together?" Harry offers. He always loved when Deez would read her letters to him, and the thought of getting to do the same with T made his chest warm, "I can be ah writin' dates down, and then we can be ah filling in the ol' man's workbooks." He sits up excitedly, "I bet we can be ah gettin' this all done today if we be ah doin' it like that."

T's eyes light up at the challenge as he picks up the book, "The more I get done now the better, I'm down."

"And I be ah needin' ta be as far as I can be ah gettin' ah'fore everyone else be startin' this." Harry smiles, "So, be ah gettin' me caught up to ya, and then we can be ah switchin with the readin'."

"Heard." T nods, "Then let's get this shit knocked the fuck out."

Yo, what up mofos?

So, what did you think of this chapter?

Were any of you expecting T to join the family so quickly?

I know, T's super angsty right now. It hurt to write, but you can't always win. Shame, when he lost it, it was so fucking hard though. It's going to be a rough journey to get back to his old self again, assuming he ever can.

What did you think about Uma? Did we get her responses right? It was so fucking hard for her to bare that scar for T. And for good reason. Self-harm scars can be so… shameful, embarrassing, and intimate. It's scary to show them to another person. Trust me, I have a fuck ton of them. I don't think I'll ever be able to wear a girl swimsuit again, even though they've been healed and I haven't done it in nearly ten years. I know people can't really tell what they are, but I know. Though in fairness, they're just proof I fucking survived my own personal hell. I'm sure a couple of you reading this might have a few of your own. And that's okay. But my advice is to seek help. Reach out. Find a therapist. Talk to a friend. Anybody that you feel safe talking to about it, and know you're not alone. It's a fucking hard thing to bring up, I get that… But going alone? Fuck man, I can't think of anything more painful.

Anyways… Back to the questions-

What about Harry? His excitement for T joining them? The sea family has definitely expanded and in a big way. Did any of you see it coming?

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