[One quick message to his brother later, MG finally gets back to the message Windy sent him.]
I would likfnh frog
[No. He did not drop his communicator. He's fine.]
sorry
yes
yes I would
[His fingers might be shaking just a little bit? He sure is having a lot of... experiences. Emotions. These are emotions he's pretty sure?]
I don't know how good I'll be at this. I don't know much about any of this anymore, if I ever knew it in the first place. But I know that you're important.
[ When Windy finally musters up the further courage to actually pick up his communicator again and READ what the response was...
Okay, he has to bury his face in his hands and scream again. Just a little. Just at first. Something about the other way the soldier was texting seems so very Foot, and it makes Windy's spirit sing. ]
That's okay. Hey, it's not like I've got any experience with it either, right? We'll
[MG smiles softly at his communicator. He pauses for a moment before touching his face, blinking in mild confusion. He's smiled before but not like this. Not for anyone else.
Windy is special.
Windy makes him... real.]
I still don't know what a "ball" is but I'm assuming it's not a soccer ball.
[ This sounds like something he would have had fun at before. He doesn't know why he thinks that, but... Well. Either way, he knows he's going to enjoy himself as long as Windy is there. ]
I see. I will have to ask aniki for advice on appearance. I do not know what the protocol is with
fancy dance parties
[This is when you typically compliment someone, right? That sounds right. He sure is flying by the seat of his pants here.]
[ He's laughing, and for a moment all Windy can do is hug the communicator to his chest and just giggle until his chest hurts. It's Foot. It's Foot, it's Foot, it's Foot. ]
[He blows out a relieved vent and smiles at his communicator again. Happy. He's happy. He forgot what this emotion was like, how warm it made him feel. He... he likes it. He likes how Windy makes him feel again.]
Thank you.
I look forward to going with you, Windy.
[More, perhaps, than Windy knew. Or maybe Windy did have an idea, since Windy was the one that asked in the first place.]
You're
Do you
[He frowns down at the blinking cursor. He's being silly. Asking Windy to hang out with him shouldn't be complicated, even with this new nebulous thing between them. Windy is his friend, is special, even without his memories. Even when MG doesn't know everything he's missing.]
Yeah, sure! Just far away from the bar, okay? I'm not allowed to do Mach Spins in there ever since I kind of sorta destroyed an inflatable goal one time.
[ Soccer? With Gold Foot? And Foot asking him first? Okay, yeah, he had made the right decision. Asking had already brought so much of what Windy remembered back to the surface.
And less angry than them on opposite sides of a playing field, too. ]
I will endeavor to not kick a ball into your face this time. No promises though. I've never had as good of control as you did with your zigzag.
[ Zigzag? Zig zag shoot. How does he know that name? That move. Strange. He's not going to question it right now. He just knows that it's correct. Zig Zag Shoot is one of Windy's moves. ]
[ He remembers. He remembers Windy's other move. He feels like he could implode, right now and then, and almost die happy. ]
...Do you remember, when we were younger and I was still playing with Dark, we were practicing? You were upgrading your signature move, Hyper Bomber, and it was my turn in the goalie spot. So I'm standing there, not even GOOD at goalie, and you do this overhead kick...
And that was the first time you hit me in the face.
[He remembers. He remembers. It's faint, but it's there. The smell of the grass, the tinge of exhaust from his boosters going off. The sun beaming down on them and the horror he felt when the ball connected with Windy's face. He remembers rushing across the field, fuel pump in his throat, to help his teammate up.]
I fucked up. I tried to say "I'm so fucking sorry" and "Are you okay" at the same time. I remember. You were laughing so hard. I think I punched you in the arm to make you stop?
[ He's giggling so much, and though it had sucked to get hit in the face at the time, that memory... It burns with so much fondness in his systems. Even then, it had been funny. He'll never forget it.
And then Gold Foot swears too, and he really does just need to lie down for a second or two. ]
I wouldn't stop bringing it up for a week I'm happy you remember that. As long as you remember any of me, even the faintest stuff, I'm happy.
[The text this time takes just a little bit to come in. Nervous, perhaps? Hard to say. But MG, Foot, whichever and whoever he is, knows this to be true.]
even when they took everything
when i didn't remember anything
even back when we first met HERE
i knew you. i didn't want to hurt you and didn't understand why someone would give me a mission to hurt a friend.
[There's another small break in the messages as he struggles to find the words he wants. The words that would make this more clear. He's been "practicing" at words.]
you've always been my closest friend. I hope I remember more of you soon. It's the one thing I'm not afraid of learning about.
[ He stares at his communicator for a long, long moment. He's smiling; soft and sappy and unbearably happy. He holds it to his chest gently for a moment, feeling all for the world like a lovesick fool before he gets a handle on himself again. ]
I missed you too. And me. Even if it's scary.
[ And Gods know it's scary to look yourself in the mirror and not know if you'll still be you in the morning. But he has faith now. That's not something he could have said before. ]
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Date: 2024-01-05 09:25 pm (UTC)Would you wanna be more than friends?
[ Windy promptly throws his communicator across the berth and buries his face into the blankets. Bad Windy! Don't ask that! Not now!
He knows if he picks it up again, he'll delete the message. He's not sure if it's brave or stupid that he doesn't grab it. ]
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Date: 2024-01-05 10:12 pm (UTC)[One quick message to his brother later, MG finally gets back to the message Windy sent him.]
I would likfnh frog
[No. He did not drop his communicator. He's fine.]
sorry
yes
yes I would
[His fingers might be shaking just a little bit? He sure is having a lot of... experiences. Emotions. These are emotions he's pretty sure?]
I don't know how good I'll be at this. I don't know much about any of this anymore, if I ever knew it in the first place. But I know that you're important.
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Date: 2024-01-05 10:22 pm (UTC)Okay, he has to bury his face in his hands and scream again. Just a little. Just at first. Something about the other way the soldier was texting seems so very Foot, and it makes Windy's spirit sing. ]
That's okay. Hey, it's not like I've got any experience with it either, right? We'll
We'll take it as we go, right?
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Date: 2024-01-05 10:46 pm (UTC)Right. As we go.
[MG smiles softly at his communicator. He pauses for a moment before touching his face, blinking in mild confusion. He's smiled before but not like this. Not for anyone else.
Windy is special.
Windy makes him... real.]
I still don't know what a "ball" is but I'm assuming it's not a soccer ball.
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Date: 2024-01-05 11:02 pm (UTC)[ Maybe he'll ask Mikaela for some fancy, temporary designs too... Maybe on his ponytail..? ]
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Date: 2024-01-05 11:25 pm (UTC)A fancy dance party?
[ This sounds like something he would have had fun at before. He doesn't know why he thinks that, but... Well. Either way, he knows he's going to enjoy himself as long as Windy is there. ]
I see. I will have to ask aniki for advice on appearance. I do not know what the protocol is with
fancy dance parties
[This is when you typically compliment someone, right? That sounds right. He sure is flying by the seat of his pants here.]
I am sure you will look fantastic for the ball.
Even more fantastic.
windy am i doing this right
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Date: 2024-01-06 12:01 pm (UTC)You're doing fine.
I'm sure you'll look very [ Uhhh. ] handsome too.
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Date: 2024-01-07 12:26 am (UTC)[He blows out a relieved vent and smiles at his communicator again. Happy. He's happy. He forgot what this emotion was like, how warm it made him feel. He... he likes it. He likes how Windy makes him feel again.]
Thank you.
I look forward to going with you, Windy.
[More, perhaps, than Windy knew. Or maybe Windy did have an idea, since Windy was the one that asked in the first place.]
You're
Do you
[He frowns down at the blinking cursor. He's being silly. Asking Windy to hang out with him shouldn't be complicated, even with this new nebulous thing between them. Windy is his friend, is special, even without his memories. Even when MG doesn't know everything he's missing.]
Do you want to play some soccer later?
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Date: 2024-01-07 03:04 pm (UTC)[ Soccer? With Gold Foot? And Foot asking him first? Okay, yeah, he had made the right decision. Asking had already brought so much of what Windy remembered back to the surface.
And less angry than them on opposite sides of a playing field, too. ]
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Date: 2024-01-07 10:45 pm (UTC)Clearly the inflatable goal deserved destruction if it wasn't strong enough to withstand the power of your move.
[This is the only thing that makes sense. Windy was superior and won against the goal.]
We could use the training halls when it is empty? It seems built to handle things like the Mach Spin.
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Date: 2024-01-08 03:17 pm (UTC)Yeah! Yeah, that sounds perfect. I'll book a slot so nobody comes in and gets bonked in the face by a flying soccer ball.
Other than me, anyway.
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Date: 2024-01-09 12:18 am (UTC)I will endeavor to not kick a ball into your face this time. No promises though. I've never had as good of control as you did with your zigzag.
[ Zigzag? Zig zag shoot. How does he know that name? That move. Strange. He's not going to question it right now. He just knows that it's correct. Zig Zag Shoot is one of Windy's moves. ]
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Date: 2024-01-09 12:24 am (UTC)...Do you remember, when we were younger and I was still playing with Dark, we were practicing? You were upgrading your signature move, Hyper Bomber, and it was my turn in the goalie spot. So I'm standing there, not even GOOD at goalie, and you do this overhead kick...
And that was the first time you hit me in the face.
Remember what you said to me after?
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Date: 2024-01-09 12:39 am (UTC)I asked if you were fucking sorry
[He remembers. He remembers. It's faint, but it's there. The smell of the grass, the tinge of exhaust from his boosters going off. The sun beaming down on them and the horror he felt when the ball connected with Windy's face. He remembers rushing across the field, fuel pump in his throat, to help his teammate up.]
I fucked up. I tried to say "I'm so fucking sorry" and "Are you okay" at the same time. I remember. You were laughing so hard. I think I punched you in the arm to make you stop?
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Date: 2024-01-09 12:20 pm (UTC)[ He's giggling so much, and though it had sucked to get hit in the face at the time, that memory... It burns with so much fondness in his systems. Even then, it had been funny. He'll never forget it.
And then Gold Foot swears too, and he really does just need to lie down for a second or two. ]
I wouldn't stop bringing it up for a week
I'm happy you remember that. As long as you remember any of me, even the faintest stuff, I'm happy.
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Date: 2024-01-09 04:24 pm (UTC)i don't think i can ever forget you
[The text this time takes just a little bit to come in. Nervous, perhaps? Hard to say. But MG, Foot, whichever and whoever he is, knows this to be true.]
even when they took everything
when i didn't remember anything
even back when we first met HERE
i knew you. i didn't want to hurt you and didn't understand why someone would give me a mission to hurt a friend.
[There's another small break in the messages as he struggles to find the words he wants. The words that would make this more clear. He's been "practicing" at words.]
you've always been my closest friend. I hope I remember more of you soon. It's the one thing I'm not afraid of learning about.
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Date: 2024-01-11 05:07 pm (UTC)[ He feels so fond. So, so, unbearably fond, like he wants to scoop Foot up in his arms and spin him around until all they feel is happy.
It wasn't so long ago that he'd hated Foot. All for sticking to the guns of rough play. But now... ]
I'll be sure to tell you any good memories that come to mind. I've
I've missed you a lot.
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Date: 2024-01-15 05:03 am (UTC)[ He stares at his communicator for a long, long moment. He's smiling; soft and sappy and unbearably happy. He holds it to his chest gently for a moment, feeling all for the world like a lovesick fool before he gets a handle on himself again. ]
I missed you too. And me. Even if it's scary.
[ And Gods know it's scary to look yourself in the mirror and not know if you'll still be you in the morning. But he has faith now. That's not something he could have said before. ]
I'm glad you're here, Windy.
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Date: 2024-01-17 04:42 pm (UTC)[ Whatever happens, Windy will be here for Gold Foot. His Gold Foot. ]
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Date: 2024-01-27 04:27 pm (UTC)And I hope to do the same for you.
Thank you, Windy.
<3