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[Good evening Temba! Tommy's back from another day in Not-Temba and on this video looking tired but thoughtful.]

Hey, sorry to bug people, but hoping I could get someone who was on the Adventure to Save the Agrii who might have gone to Not-Temba to tell me I'm crazy. Just...

I spent a lot of time in the greenhouse cataloging food and there was this one plant in particular that was SUPER bothering me. Because I knew I'd eaten some of it before, but not here. Couldn't remember what or why for the longest time. It was this stalk, not unlike a really tall piece of celery or something, and when I bit into it, the stuff tasted like buttered corn. Finally figured out where I'd had it before.

Not just that either. I think there might be Boar-bunnies in the forest. Don't quote me on it, but after you spend time hauling one back to a village to trade for meat, you sorta get a LONG look at those hooves.

Those two things put together means something very specific to me. Guys, someone tell me I'm just imagining things? Or don't and explain it. Because the two things are something I only encountered in one place before: the Graq homeworld. And the Agrii CLEARLY didn't know the Graq and it seemed like the reverse was true. So how am I running into that shit here?

[Not that he likes the idea of the reverse. If he's going mad, if he's gotten that family quirk going on, he's going to have a whole other mess of issues. And that is its own form of stress. But if what he saw was real, he has no ideas and that's freaking him out.]

I guess, what the FUCK is going on here?

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You know... Jonathan... that guy who can like... mind meld with people and get information?

[Keith had seen him do it to one of the Graq and, honestly, it was nothing like the sci-fi shows he remembered, and it was kind of scary, but whatever.]

He communicated with the Graq back on the ship, got them to stop attacking us in the plant room.

... Do you mean Jon? Older guy, glasses, creepy aura? Jon?

[And now Tommy needed to find Jon and ask SO MANY THINGS.]

Yeah, that's the guy.

[Keith nodded.]

Okay. Wow. Jonathan. What a weird thing to have him referred to as.

I didn't remember him talking to the Grag. But a lot of the end of that encounter is a mess in my head.

Does he like being called Jon better? [Keith could switch...]

Oh... yeah... I don't know how much he did in the way of talking with them once we started bringing them home, but I was there for the initial encounter. It was... pretty wild, actually.

Did you know that their spit can make you high?

I don't know. You'd have to ask him. I've just never called him anything else?

[Oh, Tommy knew. He shuddered at the memory.]

I scared one of them, when I was ferrying people from the ships the Graq were on to the shuttles to save them from the explosion. It spit on me. We will never speak of this again

Oh...

[Keith shrugged, and then... he snorted a little.]

Bad trip? [He smirked.]

[Keith. KEITH.]

That is NOT not speaking of it.

It was just a question. I was curious as to why we weren't supposed to 'speak of it'.

[Nope... he wasn't going to give up that easily.]

Because I said so.

Man, I am NOT feeling the bro-love here!

Really? Aw. But teasing is one of the biggest parts of bro-love.

[Keith was definitely amused.]

Is it though?

[Because Tommy didn't feel loved right now man. He felt like you were trying to learn about something really bad. Because for him it had been horrible.]

[Okay... the response got Keith to hesitate. Had he pushed too far? Sometimes, he didn't know the limits. He had trouble figuring out the signals and where he shouldn't push and what was acceptable teasing and what was bad teasing. His smirk dropped quickly, and he looked confused and a little worried.]

Isn't it?

[He wasn't really asking... just teasing. He and Shiro teased each other all the time, but they also had years and years of friendship and getting to know each other to help them understand where their limits were and what they could and couldn't tease each other about. Keith wasn't exactly at that level with Tommy, so he'd stop if Tommy was really upset at him.]

Keith? In this case, I was legit saying I don't want to talk about it. LIke, teasing is good most times, but this was me trying not to think about some shit that happened that I don't wanna remember.

[Damn, was he this bad before he got better at people? Probably. Hell, he was probably this bad now most days.]

Tease on something else.

[This was a guy who couldn't figure out a simple call and response cheer. And then complained that it was too complicated to make sense because why would you call half a word and then respond with the other half. He was pretty awkward for someone who pretended to be cool.

But, yeah... he was just gonna... pull back on that one... He looked down for a second and then nodded.]

Yeah, okay. Sorry. Got it. I'll drop it.

Thanks. Did you have other actual questions? Because man, I could use a distraction.

Well, I mean... you were kinda asking about the Graq, and... [Yeah, that probably wasn't going to be a great distraction to continue that line of questioning whether it was about their hallucinatory spit or not.]

You know... I do have a good distraction for when you've got things in your head you want out for a while.

[And no, it didn't have to do with illicit substances, intoxication, or NSFW activities.]

Oh do you? It's a distraction that both of our guys won't judge us for, right?

[Yeah, enjoy that sassy smirk because he needs the energy of being a pain right now.]

[The sudden shift in mood caught Keith completely off guard and he faltered, almost stuck for a beat on what to say next.]

I don't think so?

[He looked confused for a second, and then shook his head with a huff of a sigh, pushing past whatever feelings were getting him flummoxed.]

Look, just meet me at the beach, okay?

[EVeryone deals with pain differently. This is how Tommy does it.]

Beach, huh? [Well enjoy the background behind Tommy blurring. He's definitely kicking at the sand.]

Guess you better catch up.

Catch up? [Keith shrugged a little.] I think I can handle that. [He reached for something next to him and suddenly the screen was filled with white light. Before it faded, there was a flash next to Tommy, and then Keith was standing next to him on the sand with Kosmo next to him. He made a show of hitting the disconnect button and pocketing his communicator. Kosmo wagged his tail. Looped over the arm of the hand Keith had on Kosmo's shoulders was a satchel type of bag.]

I found this in that store. It looked kind of like a frisbee, and it sort of flies like one. Kosmo is... [Keith made a face.] ...not overly enthusiastic about playing fetch with sticks, but he seems to really like frisbees.

[As he pulled it out, the wolf started to almost prance in excitement. Keith handed it to Tommy.]

Here. Playing with him is a really good distraction from bad memories.

[Show off. Tommy chuckles to see the two there. Kosmo. Literally the one dog-like creature Tommy was happy to see. But really, to see Kosmo so into a toy... Well, that's great. He smiles and takes the frisbee.]

Seriously, man? The good boy teleporter pays fetch?

[Shit, this would be cool.]

Yo, will... will he teleport to it?

[Was this about to be the fastest and most frisbee game ever?]

[Keith chuckled a bit.]

He's picky about it, but yeah... he'll play if you do it his way.

[Which apparently was just swapping out the stick for a frisbee. Two years, Kosmo. Two years, Keith tried to get you to fetch that stick on the space whale. But he found a frisbee and suddenly the wolf was into it. Go figure.]

He might. He hasn't for me, yet. He'll teleport back to me with it, though.

[Then again, Keith didn't throw very fast. If Tommy could throw it as fast as he ran, then Kosmo would probably pick up on it and start teleporting.]

See if you can get him to do it.

[Tommy grins and offers Keith a wink. He's going to see how this is. He stretches and makes a show of waggling the frisbee for the space-wolf. Then, winding up, he snapped the frisbee out over the beach. Enjoy it spinning out down the beach at only about ten miles per hour. They can build it up.]

[Kosmo crouched as Tommy wiggled the frisbee at him, his butt in the air and tail wagging. Even without teleporting, Kosmo was a fast runner. Ten miles per hour was surprisingly easy for him to keep up with. And while he wasn't a practiced show dog that could do tricks and catch it on the fly, he still managed to nab it before it hit the sand.

Keith crossed his arms, looking amused as the wolf teleported back to Tommy's side with the frisbee in his mouth.]

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wow, DW... thanks for not sending me this notif...

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