A Moment Of Serenity

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ficlet request: drifter telling a bar story from when he ran the end of the world bar at the bottom of felwinter peak - include as much gratuitous felwinter as you like - bonus points if he's telling the story to eris <3

This one got a little away from me. I rewrote it three times and just couldn't figure out what I wanted to do for it. I hope you enjoy anyway!

Sliding a filled glass down the counter Drifter leaned forward with a grin, surprised but not upset to see Eris had dropped by the Ether Tank. It was late and very few others were there at that hour but Saint-14 was sitting in a booth in a corner with his Warlock curled against him. Osiris looked like he had already had three drinks too many but Drifter wasn't about to tell him how to live his life.

He wasn't surprised given the date, he had been thinking of getting a little sloshed himself.

"Everyone has been rather morose today. Usually that's my job." Eris hummed making him laugh.

"Reading my mind? Its a good day to be sad on sunshine. It was years ago today that the Iron Lords failed their raid for SIVA." He hummed and she sipped the drink he had given her.

"I know the tale from Shaxx but had not known them myself. They were your friends?" She asked and he snorted.

"As much as you could be friends with someone like Lord Felwinter I suppose. He helped me take care of a few... Issues. I helped run the bar at the foot of his mountain and keep the Lords up top in touch with the lowly vassals below." He admitted starting to clean a class just to have something to do with his hands as he spoke.

"That's how I met the great phoenix Osiris too. Although he was less of a phoenix and more of a time bomb back then. Lit the place on fire quite a few times." He admitted.

"It happened twice! Twice! And the second time was your own fault!" Osiris cut in glaring at him and Drifter grinned.

"You're tempting a third tonight birdy. No Felwinter here to put out the flames either." He said and Osiris made to stand but Saint stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

"We do not need a fight. I am here and can stop any flame that would spark up but Osiris is no longer a student either. He is much better versed in his light." He said and Drifter shrugged.

"If you say so. I have to admit the first time was a bit of a shock. I had heard of his visions but didn't realize how violent they were." He admitted and Osiris sighed rubbing his face tiredly before looking at Eris.

"I used to go into such deep traces that I lost control of my body and light. It's why I was seeking help from the Iron Lords in the first place. It's one thing to randomly combust out in the desert and another to do so in a dense wood or worse an occupied home. I knew I needed to master my abilities or they'd hurt more than just myself. Felwinter was a diligent teacher and a dear friend." He said seriously.

"He means that in the same way he and Saint are dear friends nowadays. The first time he lit the bar on fire might have been an accident because of a vision but the second time was because he drank half my store and started going on about wanting Lord Felwinter to step on him." Drifter laughed and Osiris groaned hiding his face in Saint's chest.

Eris hid her own smirk in her drink. "You had a thing for your teacher?" She asked honestly intrigued by the interplay. She also noted that Saint didn't seem surprised or bothered by the knowledge at all.

"You have not met Lord Felwinter. He was very charming. I had tea with him once when on his Peak bringing a request from my father. I think the reason so many people were so mad at him all the time was because of how tight his pants were and how he showed no interest in being helped out of them at all." Saint said shaking his head as Osiris actually laughed.

"That's not true. He just didn't feel urges for it like you or I. Warlord Shaxx certainly earned his interest and I certainly had to wash enough laundry while there to know he had to been doing something." Osiris said abd Eris tilted her head slightly.

"I thought that something would have been you? Didn't you admit to wanting him to step on you?" She asked looking back to Drifter who was smirking.

"There were huge pots around on which Iron Lords were with who. I was running them or I would have put my money in on Osiris and Felwinter being a set until Shaxx was dragged along. Then I wasn't so sure. But the way he reacted to Osiris' incident sealed the deal for me that they were something." He admitted.

Osiris looked at his empty glass and sighed. "Felwinter and I were partners at the time, yes but it wasn't exclusive. We both saw other people as well. However it was nice to have someone I could trust. I... I believed at the time he trusted me as well." He said and Saint pulled him against his side more tightly in a slight hug.

"He lied to everyone about Rasputin and it was clear he did so for your safety. I am certain he feared that telling you would bring you harm. I can not say I would do differently if I had been in his position. Having the Warmind as a father... Ha! Explains why he hit like a warsat! He was strong for a warlock. You are all so small with such little arms! You usually need your magics to get the better of a Titan but I saw him once punch Saladin's head right off! I think he was taking lessons from Shaxx." Saint laughed.

Eris finished her own drink and looked at Osiris finally deciding to be brave and ask her own question.

"Did you... See it?" She asked. The hive had their own forms of peering into the future and she trusted the divination she performed through it.

"Site 6? Yes. Many times. But not in enough detail to be certain. Still... I had my doubts. I confronted him about it and we argued. I told him even if I was wrong, if he left I would not be waiting for him when he returned. I understood the draw of SIVA but it just sounded too good to be true. Saint had offered me accommodations here in the city so I took him up on the offer. I only returned to the temple once to help Saladin lock everything up. I regret that the last of our time together was an argument but I don't regret my choice. Especially knowing that he knew about Rasputin." He admitted before they all sat in silence for a moment.

"You should take a bottle up to Shaxx for me when you head back to the tower. I would but.. well... The big guy kinda scares me." Drifter said holding out a bottle as Saint helped Osiris from their booth, the warlock wobbling a little.

"Shaxx is harmless as a kitten... If the kitten was a mountain lion kitten that could spit fire from it's mouth." Saint said cheerfully.

"We will do that. Good night Drifter. Good night Eris." Osiris said accepting the bottle and walking out arm and arm with his partner.

Eris finally turned back to Drifter and leaned her head on her palm. "Any other fun stories about the Iron Lords?" She asked and he grinned.

"For you sister? I have histories." He agreed and poured her another drink.

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Lanternfam tiktok chaos:

Everyone in the house but especially Keli has been pavloved into getting tired whenever someone announces "night time sleepy socks". (It's either Simon or Hal who started it, I can't decide.)

leading to:

Jess, filming: night time sleepy socks!

Kyle, yawning so wide it breaks his face:

Simon, getting up to the bathroom to brush his teeth before bed:

Hal, Jo, and John, ex-military: *already asleep*

Guy: JESSICA IT IS FOUR IN THE AFTERNOON

oh i love this but i'd like to let you know that this came so completely out of left field that i sat and laughed at it for five minutes straight.

okay, so it totally originated as a Thing on like longer space missions. especially because most planets don't have the same rotational speed as earth so there's no consistent day-night cycle they can follow. the rest of them are complete messes of adults but keli has hope of living a semi-normal life (probably maybe possibly hopefully). hence, the set bedtimes and someone (as you said, most likely either simon or hal) saying 'night time sleepy socks' (where is that even FROM).

but again, they're all messes and sleep deprivation is a bitch. jet lag from space has to suck an inordinate amount so they start taking that phrase as a signal to wind down as well. a couple of weeks pass and boom. pavlov'd successfully.

no one realises this for another couple of weeks either. when guy says it as a joke, they turn and watch simon and jess yawn in perfect unison. hal's already conked the hell out. no one is horrified about this revelation until jess finally does it in a video.

the caption reveals so little. jess just mentions they've all been pavlov'd in the weirdest possible way and she says it, all chirpy like she would to keli. "Night time, sleepy socks!" the results are immediate and incredibly satisfactory.

kyle yawns a yawn that splits his entire face in two. it's like watching a snake eat but worse because somehow. he immediately flops over to pass out on the nearest thing.

simon gets up and when jess asks where he's going, he says he has to brush his teeth before bed. he's responsible like that. let me make it clear that the sun hasn't set yet. it's still bright outside. there is sunshine coming in through the windows. the blinds are up. and simon is going to brush his teeth before bed.

hal, jo and john being asleep immediately because they're ex-military is so fucking funny. they don't even think about it. jo's phone slips from her fingers, john tucks his head into his arms and hal collapses into an armchair and starts snoring. literal sleeper agents.

guy? guy is visibly fighting a yawn and the sudden and violent urge to throw jess out of the window. how the hell is he supposed to watch the goddamn game when he wants to fall asleep on the spot. he was supposed to cook today. what kind of role model would he be if he fell asleep over the stove.

this video only cements how fucking weird these people are. the viewers get no answers. jess has successfully become an internet cryptid. all is right in the world.

Um

(Based on a conversation we had recently on Twitter)

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Bonus:

Words said and unspoken

[🚧 WIP] A bunch of sketches