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"Chicken?" He teased, even though he was already pushing his way back inside and to the door. He listened carefully for a moment, before putting the key into the lock and opening the door.
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Inside the room there was no skeleton, or a cranky old mummy, not even a little zombie! What was inside was just a simple jewelry box, on top of a bare desk.
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Which, Eridan's mind instantly brought up with his copious amounts of fantasy reading, could be cursed or hexed or anything.
He really wanted to open it.
He stepped closer, looking the jewelry box over.
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Maybe! Maybe not. Dave doesn't believe that type of bullshit, but he's still curious.
The jewelry box is rather small, though rich in decoration. It's red with details in silver, and it looks brand new, despite the age it may have, and the dust on top.
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"Should I open it?" Eridan's like a magpie with shiny things, staring at it intently and running his finger gently over the pattern on the top.
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Dave nodnodnods, standing behind him. "Go Shia LaBeuf on it, and just do it."
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Eridan took a breath and gently opened the box. He wasn't holding his breath in anticipation or anything, no way.
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Inside, there was a bunch of stuff. Though... mostly not jewelry.
The box was pretty depressing, actually.
There was an old picture of a man on the roof of the box, which Dave guessed was either someone's father, brother, or lover, though most likely the third one, and there were a couple of earrings inside, along with a single ring.
A wedding ring.
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Eridan's fins drooped a little as he looked the box over. He didn't touch any of the contents, and gently closed the lid. "C'mon. Let's go." He picked up the key for the door and took Dave's hand again, tugging him gently to head out. He locked the door behind them again, and made to head back to the lake to throw the key back in. "That's pretty sad. I wonder who it was? Did they die here? Do you think there's a grave?"
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Dave walked with him, connecting the dots as they walked, and now feeling a little bad for opening the box. Well that's not depressing or anything.
He didn't object when he figured out what Eridan wanted to do either.
"Yeah, kinda." He nods. "Maybe they did. Or maybe something else entirely happened and the person uh... lets see... she was... forced to marry some douche she didn't like, ran away, and put the ring in the box as a metaphorical fuck you along with her real lover's picture?"
"Yeah, I don't think so either." He sighs, not managing to find a happy twist to this. "Maybe there's a grave here, yes-... Do you think... the pumpkins?"
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Eridan looked at the pumpkins, having not yet left the house. He handed the key to Dave, stepping closer to the pumpkins and crouching down in the middle of it all. There was a little stone there, mostly covered in dirt and he carefully brushed it away. "I think it might've been one half of a couple who wanted to be buried out here. Maybe they lived out here, maybe they lost someone to sea and dug their own grave when they felt they were going to die." It was all rather depressing theories.
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"Or maybe they're actually a vampire and put that silver thing away because it hurts them?" He likes that theory a lot more. "I'm gonna go with that."
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"Vampires aren't affected by silver. You're thinking of werewolves."
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"Shit. I'm as great with mythology as I am with sports. Well then, a sleeping werewolf that didn't want to be bothered."
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"Let's go then." He took Dave's hand again, taking the key back and heading for the lake. Once there he threw it back in, watching the ripples on the water for a bit before turning back to Dave. "We still have about an hour of daylight left, more exploring or back to Sabriel?"
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He nods, and follows quietly. He only rests once the key is back in the water, and sighs softly in relief. "We can just go back, I don't want to risk getting lost in here when the food is all the way over there."
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He nodded, squeezing Dave's hand and turning so that the sun was at his back and walking forward. They were on the east side of the island, so they just had to walk until they reached the beach instead of wandering through the trees.
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Once they were at the beach, Dave tugs him to sit on the sand, giving him the excuse that he wants to watch the sunset, and promptly sits on his lap, his toes digging into the still warm sand.
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Eridan grins, wrapping his arms around Dave's waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. He kissed his neck, smiling and holding him close as they watched the sky change colour above them.
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He snuggled up to Eridan, hands resting on top of his, and he smiled softly, enjoying the time they had until the sand turned cold. "It's pretty. That looks like your lock of hair." He points at the horizon, where a shade of purple has begun to form.
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"No prettier than you." He kissed his neck again, smiling as he looked to where Dave was pointing. "That bit looks like it could be your eyes." He pointed to the last of the sunlight they could only just see from their position. It had turned the underside of the clouds a softer red, fading to pink near the top of the cloud.
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Dave smiled softly, and turned around to nuzzle his jaw. "I love you a lot, you know."
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"I know." He kissed him sweetly, twining their fingers together and squeezing gently. "I know. And i love you just as much."
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Dave curled up against him, making himself small so that all of him can fit there, and went in for a kiss, squeezing his hands back.
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Eridan gladly cuddled him close, fins wiggling happily as he kissed him. One hand moved from holding Dave's to go to his hair and gently comb through.
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