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"Nothing But Trouble" M!DB/Farkas M!DB/Vilkas 2/??

[(Anonymous)]

Farkas let go of his hand and got to his feet and Dyce resigned himself as another pail full of water crashed down over his head. Extremely cold but very clean, Dyce dried himself off on what passed for towels in Skyrim; in any other province they would have been called bedsheets.

Farkas returned with some of Dyce’s clothes, pants and an undershirt at least. Dyce put them on and yawned; he was dead on his feet.

“You don’t have to stay in the bunks,” Farkas said, leading him to his room.

Dyce halted, “Farkas.” He passed a hand over his eyes, marshalling what brainpower he had left, “Can you just clarify what you’re doing exactly?”

“I’m looking after you,” he growled.

“Did you look after Torvar as well after his monster party?” Dyce asked.

“No.”

“So why are you making a fuss over me?”

Farkas turned and looked at him, then at the floor. Dyce could see he was struggling manfully to come up with something diplomatic, and he didn’t have time for it because knowing Farkas it could take hours.

“Spit it out!” he said with some irritation.

“You’re so small.”

Dyce’s eyebrows shot up and he folded his arms. “What? You dumped cold water over me what do you expect? I assure you under normal circumstances-”

“I don’t mean your prick!” he hissed, trying to keep his voice down. “I mean, you’re a Breton and you’re just, not tall. And you know it sounded kind of rough out there and I’m not very good with words.” He trailed off, looking embarrassed.

Dyce regarded him with tired amusement. “They were all very nice, don’t worry. Well, it doesn’t matter. Thank you for looking after me.” He wasn’t going to turn down a private room and he stepped past Farkas and into his bedroom.

It smelled like animal pelts and leather and oil and pine and mead and smoke; distilled Nord, right there. Dyce didn’t care about the furnishings, he barely noticed them as he made a beeline for the bed and crawled under the furs.

“It doesn’t matter if you did steal,” Farkas said, sitting on the other side of the bed, his hands on his knees. “He shouldn’t have done that. He shouldn’t have.”

“Why not?” Dyce asked drowsily. “It was fun.”

“You could have been hurt. He should have stayed to make sure. Aela and Skjor-”

Dyce opened one eye, “What about them?”

Farkas glanced down at him, troubled. “They, they don’t always reign in their instincts. They’re not bad it’s just that they could have got carried away.”

“You’re not making a lot of sense,” Dyce grumbled.

“I know. At least nothing bad happened.”

Dyce sighed and settled down to sleep.

“About Vilkas.”

Dyce groaned, by now starting to regret taking up the offer of the bed. “Now what?”

“This is serious! Just, just be kind to him, would you? Don’t hurt him.”

“Huh?”

“He’s not as tough as he acts. As he thinks he has to act. He’s my brother, and if anyone hurts him they have to deal with me, you got it?”

“Sure, whatever, I’ll sing him lullabies. Can I sleep now?”

Farkas sighed and patted Dyce’s head, his hand resting on his sun-streaked hair a moment. “Rest well, my friend.”

The day was just beginning and Farkas left to start work. When he came back night was approaching, and Dyce had taken all his gear and gone. Farkas hesitated and checked the coins he’d left in the bedside table; all were still there.

:D

[(Anonymous)]

Awesome so far A!A I felt like it captures Farkas' nature very well.