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Our Wonderful Space RP, Home-Life <3

Woah woah woah wait, Cas, wait!” Ade said, his arms held up defensively. The Lieutenant slowly lowered his kitchen utensil, and Ade narrowed his eyes at him, any drowsiness he had melting away as he scrutinised his partner. “Are you mad?!...We’re not taking him anywhere and we are definitely not killing him.” He growled. While he didn’t care much for his older brother, Gus was still family, and the idea of having Cas mess up his memory or bury him for overhearing an alien phone conversation was not a pleasant one.


Adrian shook his brother slightly, trying to wake him, but the Scot just groaned and scrunched his face up even more. “Maybe it’s not as bad as you think. I mean, did he say what was wrong? Perhaps he just forgot I had another guy living with me.” Ade said, although there was a tone of doubt in his voice. “Maybe he doesn’t know you’re…you know…”


Ade let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head as he sat back on his knees, “Either way. This is your fault, Cas.” He snapped, turning to look at his lover with a grimace. “Why weren’t you being more careful? You knew he was staying over.”
 
Cas rolled his eyes at the protest, and he began to circle the heap that was Gus, "We have to do something with him. And protocol says to wipe his memory, or to permanently shut him up, Adrian." He stopped circling the knocked out man, putting his hands on his hips, pan still in hand. Another roll of the eyes, at the next thing that spewed from Adrian, "I would not have knocked him out if he simply forgot I was living here. Helmi, he was pretty freaked out."


The agent sighed also, and leaned down, poking Gus' face as he groaned and scrunched his face up. The Lieutenant looked up at Ade from this position, a glare beginning to form, "Please, I was on that call, hidden in the next room, for less than thirty seconds when he came in. And plus, Lyd's officer calls override my command to ignore the call, so that was nice. And she shouted when I answered."


Cas straightened, and began to press buttons on his hopper, a tiny blue glow beginning to form, "Well, I can call Lyd and ask her to prepare a ship. It will be a day's journey, you cannot port straight into Andromeda Central, for security reasons, so I'll ask her to put a ship out near an outlet, or a station, and with the proper coordinates we can land there and ride to the TA Base, and wipe him. Then come back..." He kept babbling, mindlessly pressing buttons to order a call. He looked up to find a glare directed straight into his head, Adrian fuming, and obviously going to try to stop him.
 
Ade sat back with his arms folded, his face getting redder and redder with anger as Cassidy continued blabbering into the device. As darkened brown eyes met his emerald ones, the doctor slowly reached forward and took Cas’ arm, a deadly serious look in his eyes. He lay his hand on top of the hopper, covering the light so the underside of his pale hand glowed blue, before uttering in a quiet, severe hiss that any partner would know meant trouble; “No.Wiping.”


He took his hand off the hopper, but continued to stare out his partner, “I don’t care about protocols. You’re not taking him anywhere. Understand?” Ade said, honestly feeling sympathy for his older brother. He knew exactly what it was like to be dragged off to some unknown location in the future, and so he was prepared to prevent it happening to Gus in any way he could.


“If he doesn’t know you’re an alien already, then when he wakes up, I want you to calmly explain to him what he saw, in 21st century terms…” Ade said, unbeknownst that his brother was already awake, and was staring wide-eyed at the back of his head in disbelief.
 
Cassidy's face scrunched up like Gus', and he glared right back at Adrian when the hand covered his hopper, and he immediately challenged the other after his mini-speech against dragging Gus into deep space, "You know, I answer to a higher power when it comes to following protocols. An angry Adrian won't stop me." The time agent decided, before continuing on about the process, "I can get stripped of my ranks, I can get thrown in jail, and I can get taken away from you- if I ignore protocol."


He sighed, "I can try to convince him I'm not an alien, but he is going to suspicious of me for the rest of his life. He could tell your family. He might go investigating. It's dangerous to tell him anything, a lie or not." Cas tilted his head back in stress, "We could... Tell him I'm in a secret military from some weird country he has never heard of. Or some secret department of some government in an outlandish country." The agent lowered his head back down to stare at Gus as he devised his plan, and found large green discs for eyes blinking up at him. Immediately, Cas cursed and raised the pot, causing Gus to yelp and scramble away like a terrified rabbit. He kicked his feet, ducking out of the way of Cas' swing, and hitting the back of Adrian's legs hard, causing them to buckle.


The confusion of Adrian falling over, and the noise, made Cas hesitate, and Gus ran into the bedroom in the next room. Cas leapt over the downed Ade, and ran, stomping into the next room. A neighbor below began slamming the end of a wooden broom into their ceiling, screaming through the ceiling for the tenants above to shut up.


Cas found Gus on the other side of the bed, and he chased him around to the other side, only causing Gus to leap over the bed, and slam into the dresser, causing items to scatter all over the floor. Cas followed him, and Gus ran back into the living room, leaping over the disoriented Ade again, with Cas repeating the action right on his tail. Gus was screaming in fear, and Cas was screaming some warrior cry, causing the tenant below to scream through the floor, "I'm fucking call the landlord today! You're done for, you bastards!"





Cas and Gus did not hear, and were now in the kitchen. Gus discovered is was harder for Cas to simply leap over the center kitchen island, due to all the stuff. He snorted at the sight of the time agent circling the counter, chasing him round and round. Cas grinned at the other, and backed up a few steps, before diving onto the island, and sliding on his side (taking coffee mugs and some silverware with him) to the other side, where he kicked out at the fleeing Gus, knocking the Scot onto his ass, as Cas dropped the pot with a cry of triumph, and pinned the other to the floor hastily as Ade came running in, like a flustered chicken, cawing and flapping, completely exasperated and angry.
 
Oh my God, Cassidy, stop-! Don’t you dare- Oh Christ, my new coffee cups- Come on, Cas, get off!” Ade yelled amongst the chaos, his face turning beetroot red as he got angrier and angrier. He panted heavily as he dashed over to where Cassidy had Gus pinned, out of breath from simultaneously chasing after the two and apologising loudly to the tenant downstairs. Ade grabbed the Lieutenant by the shoulders and shoved him hard to haul him off, his brother, but the dark-skinned Lieutenant was built like a rock, and wouldn’t budge. “C-mon, Cas, we can…work something out-” The Scot huffed.


He looked down to see an absolutely horrified looking Gus, struggling and still yowling as he was trapped under the alien creature. “Just calm down, Gus, he isn’t going to hurt – he just – it’s just that he’s – damnit Cas get off him!” Ade yelled. He brought his left hand down in a heavy-handed slap across the back of Cassidy’s head, which seemed to affect him no less than rain did, and the Time Agent continued wresting Gus on the ground, with Ade feebly pushing him and yelling as he did so.
 
Cas ignored the Scot, too wrapped up with dealing with the threat. The entire house was a mess now, and he was not giving Gus the chance to get away again. "S-Stop- Struggling!" He hissed, ready to throttle Gus, who was pinned tightly beneath him. He glared over his shoulder at Adrian, "He knows! We have to!" This only elicited a more terrified response from Gus, who began struggling even more urgently, kicking and screaming, and telling Adrian to make Cas get off him. The Scot could not find words, not entirely believing what he saw, "Please jist, lit me wake up ur somethin'. Christ!" (Please, just let me wake up or something! Christ!)


Cas managed to pin Gus' arms and legs, using a technique he was taught in training. He had his shins and elbows holding down all the appendages, his weight causing the other to be unable to move. Gus began giving up, and just laid pressed against the floor, chest heaving, "Adrian, what's gonnae oan?!" (Adrian, what's going on?)
 
Ade avoided Gus’ gaze for a few seconds, still hitting out at Cassidy and yelling at him in an attempt to calm him down. “You should’ve – should’ve kept your beak out, Angus,” He finally growled through gritted teeth, giving Cassidy a final shove with the handle of a saucepan he’d found nearby. “He’s just trying to protect you,” Adrian panted, exchanging a slightly guilty look with his brother as he lay there, pinned. The Lieutenant had an odd expression on his face as he stared down at his captured prey, his chest heaving from the effort.


As Adrian finally caught his breath, he gave Cas a dirty look as he sat up. “So, Cassidy, what are you going to do with him now, hmm?” He asked in a bitterly sarcastic voice. “I expect you’ll want me to keep him pinned while you finish your phone call to Lydia, so she can drop off a ship to take Angus away?” Of course, Ade would do no such thing, but he knew if Cas took his hands away for just a second Gus would struggle and escape again. The other Scot looked frightened as they spoke amongst themselves.


Ade leaned into his brother, slightly embarrassed about what was happening, “You see, Gus…as you might have already worked out…Cas is, well…He’s an alien.” He breathed, unable to believe that he was saying those words, non-jokingly, to a family member. “And…you weren’t really supposed to find out.” He said, with a sheepish grin.
 
Cas cast a sideways scowl at Adrian, and simply shrugged off the blows, unaffected by the multiple smacks he got from Ade. "Probably wipe his memory." He replied, looking down at the green saucers Gus had for eyes, obviously terrified and confused. He sighed, "Helmi, I hate centuries below the 24th century. People are terrified of aliens until then; they don't trust them, or want to acknowledge their existence. Plus, they don't understand technology as well as the latter centuries." He explained, not really noticing how freaked out Gus was becoming.


When Ade leaned down to break it to Gus, that Cas was actually an alien, slowly the terrified face melted away, and he began to laugh softly, getting louder until the sound filled the room, "Ahh, guid a body!" (Ahh, good one!) He drawled, rolling his eyes and letting himself relax, "Ye got me guid, ye troaps!" (You got me good, you guys!) Gus thought the whole situation was just a really, really well executed prank. He shook his head in disbelief, "Waw 'at was believable. Ur ye an actur, cas? Actin' aw a bampot loch 'at, an' th' praps. Hoo did ye troaps dae 'at?" (Wow, that was believable. Are you an actor, Cas? Acting all crazy like that, and the props. How did you guys do that?)


The Lieutenant blinked, and bit his lip, looking up to Adrian for a reply, before Angus whispered, "Th' only hin' 'at doesnae make sense is... wa did ye actually hae tae knock me it?" (The only thing that doesn't make sense is... Why did you actually have to knock me out?) The Scot's amused grin began to falter, and he fought the urge to shoot down his own prank idea. Cas sighed, and told shook his head, waiting for Adrian to explain the situation better.
 
Adrian glowered at his lover, rolling his eyes as he lowered the metal pot. “Oh, so I have to explain it, do I? Thanks, dear.”


He shuffled down to the ground, crossing his legs and swiping a hand through his auburn curls. “It’s not a prank, Gus. We’re serious. Cas doesn’t come from this planet. Or this time period.” Ade was almost beside himself with the bizarreness of having to explain it to his brother, and he struggled to keep a straight face as he continued. “That’s why he says and does weird things – he’s not used to living in this time. This…thing-” He said, pointing to Cas’ hopper. He pressed a few buttons to show that it worked, and it beeped angrily in protest. “-is what he uses to time travel.” He glanced back at Gus, and his face was a confused combination, as if he wasn’t sure whether to laugh or back away slowly from his crazy younger sibling (that is, if he could).


“Cassidy is…part of a military organisation from the future, called the Time Agency.” While Ade knew it probably wasn’t the right term for it, it was probably the easiest way to put it that Gus understood, “They deal with issues in their time, as well as the past and the future. I was involved with one of their missions, which is how I know him.” He wasn’t sure whether or not he could go into the grisly details, so he summed it up in one sentence. “Apparently I have some kind of historical significance, so Cas was stationed to look after me.” He nodded to the dark-skinned Lieutenant, who still had Gus firmly pinned to the ground. A weak smile graced Ade’s lips, “That’s not to say I don’t love him, though. We are still dating. I just got lucky, I guess.”


He bit his lip as he eyed Cassidy, who still seemed to be in Angry Time Agent Mode. “No-one’s from this time is supposed to find out, to prevent…complications. Apparently we can’t trust anyone, not even family, to keep their trap shut…” Ade shot a dirty look at Cas as he emphasized the last part, “So…Cas is deciding the best way to erase your memory. Let me tell you, I’m not happy about it.” He sniffed, although it was quite clear he was powerless to stop his lover from following his precious protocol. “If it were up to me, I’d trust you to not say anything…You wouldn’t say anything, would you, Gus?” He murmured, with a tinge of hope in his voice. Perhaps if he could convince Cas he wouldn’t tell, he would be less inclined to drag his brother off into the future to have his memory wiped.
 
Cassidy made a sharp pfft, sound, at the sarcastic start of an explanation. Explain? Why? Why are we explaining this to him? Adrian really did not have to come up with an excuse, or even the truth, to tell Angus. The fact of the matter was that Cas was supposed to follow protocol.


Angus looked between the two as Adrian explained, eyes wide and face flickering through a range of emotions. One moment it was disbelief, followed by being terrified, and then nervous laughter like he actually did not, or simply could not believe his younger brother, and so on. By the end of it, Gus was petrified, his mind telling himself not to believe it. Because, it couldn't possibly be real, this is all a big prank, or they have gone insane. Yes, definitely insane. This nut job's roped your brother into something fake and crazy, a cult! They are in a cult!





Cas knew the other had calmed, despite his finicky emotions. He nodded at Gus, as he let go very slowly. Cas knew what Adrian was trying accomplish, and he himself began to have doubts. Adrian really did not want him to do this. He did not want to go completely against his wishes, and endanger or mess with his family, which was completely understandable. But, then again, protocol was law. The agent kept Gus' legs pinned with his own, but he held a new doubt for the rules he was ordered to follow. "You're lucky you even know about me still." He snapped back at the remark, glaring over his shoulder at Adrian.


Angus sighed in relief when Cas let up, and just laid on the floor. Mostly out of exhaustion, of both mind and body. The Scot murmured that he would not tell a soul, really just to get Cas away from him. He still had it in his mind they both just must be insane.
 
Ade sniffed in amusement at Cas’ remark. “You’re lucky I let you sleep in the bed instead of on the floor.”


Ade rolled his eyes at Angus as he murmured to them both. While his words were what he wanted to hear, Gus’ facial expression and tone made it obvious that he thought the both of them had lost their minds. “…You’re not buying it, are you, Gus?” Adrian groaned as he pushed a hand through his hair. He was glad that Cassidy had backed off, at least, but now he had no idea what to do. Erasing Gus’ memory suddenly seemed like the easiest option; the last thing he needed was for Gus to run off and call the police or something claiming they were both insane. Having Angus stay over may well be the biggest mistake I have ever made, he thought bitterly as he looked at the wary Scot still lying on the floor.


Ade tipped his head back towards the counter he was sitting against, squinting in the early morning light as he tried to think of a solution. “Maybe we should just beam him off so he sees it all first-hand. You know, give him the full Petar Experience.” Ade murmured, with a heavy tone of sarcasm in his voice. He hit his head lightly against the hard wood miserably, waiting for a better idea to come to him. None came.
 
Cas spat a remark right back at Ade, "And you're lucky to even be alive."


The Lieutenant shook his head, "Well, this is either a good thing, or a bad thing." He murmured, completely getting off the petrified Adrian and sitting on the floor, back against the counter as he dug for another cigarette. The chase made him drop the last one, so now he felt entitled to a new one, despite Adrian's imminent protest in disapproval.


Gus sat up slowly, shaking, and perked up a brow. The full Petar Experience? There was no way in Hell he was about to just believe that Adrian's eccentric, girly, boyfriend was an alien. When he called Cas an alien earlier, he was only joking. It was a hyperbole; he never meant it literally!


Cas took out his hopper, and began clicking buttons, "Well, I personally don't mind that idea. Needed more voffs anyway; all I've got are these Earth... Cigarettes, and they're fine and all, but kinda bad for you." He smothered the freshly lit cigarette, grinning slightly as he pressed in commands, "Ready, Ade?"
 
Ade growled miserably as the Lieutenant pulled out another cigarette, standing up in protest “Hey, where did you-” He snapped, before realising that Cassidy must have stolen them from him. Had Gus not been there with more pressing issues than his boyfriend’s smoking habit, he would’ve smacked it out of his hand and clawed the carton away from him. “You’re damn straight they’re bad for you.” He growled under his breath.


The doctor began to get more and more nervous as the Lieutenant continued to type on his hopper. He flicked his eyes nervously to Gus, and then back to Cas’ cheeky smile. “Well, I was joking on that idea. You can go shop for your…space cigarettes-” Ade sniffed, wary that using the alien terminology would freak out Gus even more, “-But you’re not taking either of us to the future, or space with that…thing.” He folded his arms across his chest and shot Cas a dirty look to show he meant business. He sighed, faltering slightly as he looked at the broken coffee mugs and cutlery that littered the floor around his brother. Clearly Gus wasn’t just going to walk out of the apartment like everything was OK.


He huffed as the hopper continued to be fed instructions by his lover, becoming more and more soured by his inability to sway him. “-Well…I’m definitely not going.” Ade murmured tactfully, slightly insinuating that Gus would be.
 
Cas could not suppress a laugh, being the household pest that he was for Adrian, and he took a long draw, completely mocking Adrian with a roll of his eyes and a playful imitation of the other. He then stuck his tongue out, before focusing on the hopper once again.


At the answer he got, the Lieutenant stifled a snort, and just kept pressing in commands. "If cigarettes are so bad for me, then I better go get voffy's before I catch some primitive disease." He teased the other, finishing his line of coordinates with a grin, anticipating a short adventure. He nodded, "Okay," He hopped up, running out of the room, and returning moments later with his backpack and jacket.


He dove to a kneeling position next to Gus, who was pressed against the wall, eyes wide with anxiety and fear over whatever Adrian and Cas were discussing. We're going to space? Oh my God, they're going to blow their brains out, or something. It's some psycho metapho for suicide. Or they are going to use those... Voffy things. They're going to do some hard drugs. This is what this is. Oh my God. His eyes were as round as an owls; unblinking as one too.


Cas took out a silvery cuff, pressing a button to sync the cuff to the hopper. The cuff turned a misty light blue, and Cas immediately snatched Gus' wrist and snapped it on the struggling appendage. He nodded and leaned back, seeming to relax next to Adrian, who was beginning to murmur second thoughts about the trip to space with Gus. Cas snorted, and looked over directly at Adrian, pulling on his jacket, and with an unnoticeable motion reached into his pockets and began quietly digging, while reassuring Adrian it would be fine, and they would be right back.


Cassidy grinned, and leaned in, "Helmi, gimme a goodbye smooch before you worry yourself to death. I'm always fine, Gus will be fine." Pulling his hands, fast, out of his pockets, he leaned in and planted a large wet kiss on the Scot's flat lined, unamused, and slightly downcast lips. There was a soft click!, and Cas leaned back fast with a devilish, and proud, mighty grin, "But who needs goodbye smooches anyway," He murmured as Adrian practically lunged at him when he smacked the 'GO' command on his hopper.


Immediately, the three were swallowed up into the wormhole. Every trip was made usually in complete darkness, mostly due to the traveler's eyes being clamped shut because of the wind and pressure. The best metaphor would be that the travelers were the goop in a lava lamp, being pulled and squashed into all sorts of shapes, somehow being impossibly flexible because of the limbo their physical matter was currently in. The participants of the wormhole jump always felt like they were going to be pulled apart, although the experience was painless, and simply uncomfortable.


The worst part was always the landing. The three landed hard on the floor, of a bathroom stall, in a 51st century super market. Cas had successfully caught himself, and landed on his feet, steadying himself on the bathroom stall's wall. The two Scot's were on the ground, coughing and sputtering. Cas recovered the quickest, and wiped the sweat off his brow. "Helmi, that trip always is... fun." He whispered, sardonically.
 
“-You’ll be right back? Are you sure? ‘Cause you know how much it worries – And wait, wait, remember what I said, no memory erasing,” Ade warned, narrowing his eyes as his lover pulled him in for a kiss. His expression softened slightly as Cas pecked him on the lips, although he felt a little self conscious that Gus was watching them both, still wide-eyed and intensely in denial. Adrian’s head snapped downwards as he heard the faint click of the bracelet on his wrist, his face moving from concern to violent hate. “No, nonono-” Was all the auburn-haired doctor had time to gasp, before they were enveloped in the oh-too-familiar blue light that dragged them through a rift in time.


Ade was still mid-growl as he landed heavily on top of Gus, and he flailed madly on top of his older brother as they both felt the horrible discomfort of time-travel. The sound of a toilet flushing abruptly cut through the sound of the two Scot’s flustered gasping, and several aliens cast confused glances at the stall the three had landed in as it shook when Ade fell heavily off Gus’ side. Upon hearing the remark from Cassidy, Ade scrambled off and threw himself at the Lieutenant’s feet, stammering and shaking awkwardly from the jump. “Whuh-whuh-what do you think you’re doing?!” He gasped as his chest heaved. Ade’s eyes flicked around nervously at his surroundings, which only seemed to irritate him more. “Are-are we in a fucking bathroom?!” He sputtered, trying to calm his breathing down. Meanwhile, Gus was lying on the floor, in a daze and gasping heavily from his first leap through time.
 
Cas wore a playful grin when Adrian fell at his feet, and he gingerly leaned down and patted Adrian's head, "Shh..." He whispered, trying to calm the other, but not doing so well because it just sounded like he was teasing the other. "You need to be quiet... Busy place, we could not just appear in the middle of a marketplace, Ade." His voice was low; he was confident the alien's using the restroom could not hear them.


He held out a hand, and heaved Adrian to his feet, a cheeky smile engraved into his features, "Welcome back to my home." The Lieutenant chuckled, and went over to attend to Angus, who was sputtering and coughing, like a man who had just been saved from drowning. The time agent helped the Scot slowly recover, talking him through steps.


Once Gus recovered, he was the second Scot in the room glaring a hole into Cas' head, "Wha-Wha was tha?!" He yelled, oblivious to the need for whispering, and silence.
 
“D-don’t hush me,” Ade growled in a quietened voice, wrenching the silvery cuff off his arm and throwing it to the ground. He staggered against the wall of the stall for a few seconds, hastily trying to regain his balance as Cassidy attended to Gus. He folded his arms miserably as and glared a hole in the back of his lover’s head. “You’re in so much trouble when we get back…”


Ade sniggered unkindly as Gus popped the obvious question, and cut in before the other had a chance to answer, “-Your first taste of time travel, Angus. It’s fun, isn’t it?” He glowered at Cassidy as he spoke. Had he been less annoyed at the alien, Ade probably would’ve been concerned for his brother, who looked a little paler than usual, even after steadying his breathing. “...So, do you believe us now?”


Adrian closed his eyes and sighed heavily, knowing (understandably) that Gus wouldn’t believe them until he’d seen something concrete – something definitely alien. And even then, there’s a chance he’ll think he’s dreaming or hallucinating, Ade thought grimly, knowing that the alternative option of memory erasure was far less pleasant-sounding, and needed to be avoided at all costs. The doctor stood by the door, sliding his hand on the handle impatiently. “Well? Get a move on, Petar.” He sniffed, although there was a slightly less serious tone to his voice than before.
 
Cas snorted, and in a sultry voice whispered, "Oh my..." Back at Ade's threat, grinning wickedly, "Hope that's a promise, Doctor Mason~" He purred, just to bother Adrian even more. Gus was beginning to recover from the rough trip, and heard the exchange, and now visibly looked half disgusted, and half shocked from the explicit innuendo that just slipped from Cas' mouth, directed at his little brother.


Angus looked in fear back at Adrian, and yelled, "Nae! Ah dornt believe ye! Yoo- That- 'At was jist a... Trip. A trip, as in, a drug trip! Ye troaps drugged me!" (No! I don't believe you! You- That- That was just a... Trip. A trip, as in, a drug trip! You guys drugged me!) Cas immediately snorted, and shook his head in disbelief, muttering something about 21st century beings having closed minded, thick skulls. The Scot snorted, his disbelief even greater than Cas', "Thes is jist a feckin' bathroom. Ah blacked it." (This is just a fucking bathroom. I blacked out.) Cas made a sort of 'hmm' sound, rolling his eyes and standing up, tugging Gus with him.


Cassidy could not hold back a giggle and cheeky smile as he approached the door, and flung his arms around Ade briefly, a tiny squeeze, just quick hug, with eyes reading, 'Oh please, you can't stay angry at me.' The Lieutenant retrieved the cuff, flung his pack onto his shoulder, and tugged the door open; Gus stumbled out after the alien, entering an empty space market bathroom. It was grimy, and there was kershnaille all over the walls, and mirrors- alien graffiti. Cas led the two to the door, and out into the open market of his favorite place to shop. Immediately, a green skinned crowd of humanoid ladies, with long ears- sorta like the Twi'leks from Star Wars, passed the three, causing Gus to yelp and immediately retreat into the bathroom in fear. "Wh-Wha?!" He screeched, grabbing Adrian's sleeve and tugging him inside, hardly able to speak.
 
Ade puffed a gust of air into Cassidy’s face as he embraced and looked up at him, although there was a faint smile on his face from the innuendo. “You’re such a bad Time Agent.” He murmured. He followed out after Gus, looking around in distain at the filthy environment they were in. So we’re not in Andromeda HQ, at least. Where the hell did he take us this time?


Ade yelped in unison with Gus, crashing into him just as he was walking out of the bathroom door. “What?! What the fuck?” The Scot’s face was pale as he tugged on Ade’s sleeve, blinking fast and blabbering as he was dragged back into the bathroom, away from Cassidy. As the door slowly swung shut Ade got a glimpse of what Gus had seen, and he only chuckled lightly in amusement. “Oh, that? Just remember…they’re only costumes, Gus. Only costumes.” He smirked with heavy sarcasm. He shook his head at his brother’s unassured, terrified expression, and Adrian put a hand on Gus’ back, pushing him gently out of the bathroom again. “Yeah, I had the exact same reaction when I saw one at first. They’re everywhere in the future. You get used to them after a while.” He said, hoping that Gus would get over the initial shock quicker than he had. The faster Gus understood who Cassidy really was and where they came from, the more likely it was he wasn’t going to lose him memory.


Through the crack in the door, Ade could see Cassidy disappearing off towards a market stall, lured by the prospect of procuring a bulk order of voffs. Whether or not he had noticed the two were still in the bathroom Ade wasn’t sure, and he gave Gus a hard shove, although he dug his heels in like an angry dog on a leash. “If we…lose Cas, we can’t get back home again.” Ade murmured, grunting as he gave Gus another shove.
 
Cas snickered all the way across the market floor. He walked past the alien group of women, no problem; he was completely used to random creatures, of course. He rolled his eyes, evil laughter in the undertones of his chuckles, as he left the two behind and made his way to the stand, taking a glance at the others behind every ten seconds or so, to ensure they would not get into too much trouble. Adrian had been into space a couple times now, and would not break down when he saw new creatures, any more.


He figured he could leave the two for a couple minutes, just to buy some voffs. The Lieutenant was far enough away now, for Gus to talk safely, where he could not hear him. Gus was in a type of shock; shock of utter disbelief, that he was actually dreaming and any moment would awake in his apartment, carrying on with his boring life, as most humans did.


Gus tugged Adrian to the side, his chest heaving, "Seriously, what is going on?" He paused, "He is an actor. A really good actor. This is one of those prank shows." He assumed, crossing his arms and looking a bit more confidently as the same bunch of women walked by. One with light blonde hair and green skin approached, "A-zaa... Hey, good lookin'." The three laughed and surrounded the brothers, asking where they were from with wide smiles.
 
Ade shook his head, taking in deep, deep sigh. Honestly, he understood how Angus felt – it had all seemed like a big prank, or maybe even a dream, at first, and it wasn’t until he had been captured and taken in by the Iridium aliens that it had truly sank in. But being with someone who didn’t believe, or couldn’t believe, was beginning to get irritating. Suddenly Ade realised how annoying he must have been to Cas when they had first met. “No, it’s not, Gus. It’s real, alright? The words fell out of his mouth with another sigh. He narrowed his eyes as he scanned the crowd for his lover, slightly worried that the recognisable dark tufts of hair were nowhere to be seen.


Ade recoiled slightly as the aliens approached, and he chuckled nervously, backing away from them and awkwardly knocking into Gus’ chest. “Hello…Ladies.” He murmured, cocking an eyebrow at them. They giggled and spoke in gleeful, broken English as the other two appeared them from behind. Adrian gave a weak smile, deciding to seize the opportunity to convince Gus that the aliens were actually real. He reached behind him without taking his eyes off the blonde-haired alien in front of him, “Well, uhm…why don’t you ask my brother…?” He murmured smoothly, taking Gus’ shoulder and shoving the other in front of him, like a human shield. He peeked over his brother’s shoulder with a shy smile, ignoring the scared, vengeful look he was being given, “…This is Angus. It’s his first time here.”
 
The green skinned woman grinned widely, flipping her waist length blonde hair back over his shoulder with a brush of her hand, waiting for the 'brother' of Adrian to be pushed to the front. She immediately recognized the English, and she spoke in slow, rough English, "Hello, Ang-goose." She drawled, moving closer and sliding an arm around his waist, "Hav-een a gut time?" (Having a good time?)


Angus was becoming more and more sure this was a prank. He was shaking, but he stayed frozen, even as the green woman slid her arm around his waist, "Ah hae tae say... Mair ay an interestin' time, than a guid time." (I have to say... More of an interesting time, than a good time.)


All three girl's eyes widened at the accent that graced their long ears, and thy giggled simultaneously, hands flying to their mouths to cover their darker lips. One fanned herself, but the blonde one tightened her grip around Angus' waist. She aimed an apologetic half smile at Adrian, before tugging Angus away, "Sorree- I tink he weel be enooth." (Sorry, I think he will be enough.) The crowd of women surrounded Ade and the blonde alien, dragging the Scot away to have a good time, Angus slightly struggling, stumbling forward with a soft cry of surprise, and an unsure look over his shoulder back at Adrian as they disappeared into the dense market crowd.


Cas returned a few seconds later, balancing a lit voff between his lips already, as he shoved two large cartons of the drug into his backpack. He looked around in mild surprise, "Where's Gus?" He exclaimed, voice muffled.
 
"Enough...? Uh, no problem, ladies..." Adrian murmured, an eyebrow cocked in utter disbelief as Gus was dragged away. He folded his arms, staring absent-mindedly at the crowd as Cas appeared at his side. "Having <I>fun</I> apparently, with some...alien chicks." There was a hint of sourness - almost jealousy - to his voice as he spoke, face completely unamused.


He turned an eye to Cas, wrinkling his nose in disdain at the voff. "You got what you needed?" He huffed after a nod from the Lieutenant, still standing with his arms folded. "Mhmm. I guess we'd better find him before he gets into trouble. Or freaks out." Adrian grumbled, remembering bitterly the street performer incident, which resulted in Cas being discovered and Ade throwing up in front of a crowd of aliens. On cue, a manly yell could be heard from somewhere within the vast crowd, and Ade's frown weakened, flicking a nervous glance at Cassidy before shuffling towards the busy marketplace crowd.
 
Cassidy began chortling, and pulled the voff quickly out of his mouth with a shake of his head. "You sound sooo jealous, Ade~ "He teased, leaning over and poking Adrian's nose, who recoiled slightly before shuffling off, looking nervous. Cas followed the other, wondering what type of aliens had decided Gus was their new play toy.


They found the four sitting at a bar stand; the three aliens sat around Gus, holding glowing pink drinks and some odd looking cans that resembled a whipped cream can from the 21st century. Cas began giggling mischievously when he read the label, and elbowed Ade in the side as the blonde told Gus to do something, and the Scot (who looked like he was beginning to enjoy the attention from the strange creatures) titled his head back, and she raised the can, squeezing neon blue whipped cream from the can. It spiraled down into Gus' open mouth, hitting the sides of his mouth and nose more than anything. Cas was laughing hysterically by now, "You're still jealous, aren't you?"
 
"Gus...?!" Ade hurried over towards the small crowd, drawn by the hysterical noises coming from it, a worried expression on his face. His face drooped into the familiar unamused expression as he realised Gus was merely chuckling in amusement, his face covered in blue sludge as the ladies around him giggled, draping over him seductively. "...Oh."


Adrian's eyes narrowed, and he folded his arms again at his partner's comment. "What? Jealous of <I>that</I>? Hell no." He grumbled, although it was obvious he <I>was</I> a little jealous, if just for the fact that Gus had stolen all the alien attention. "I have my own extraterrestrial to humiliate me, thanks - and in the comfort of my own home." He poked Cas in the ribs in retaliation, before reaching around his waist and tugging him close, taking advantage of Gus' averted attention to sneak in a quick smooch.


It took the Scot a while to realise Ade and Cas was standing there, and he looked up, wiping a spot of cream from his face and smirking sheepishly at the two. Ade immediately released his grip around Cassidy, folding his arms yet again."...Having fun, Gus?" He murmured with a cocky smile. He nodded at the lady beside him, "It's a good job this is a prank, or else these three ladies would want to entertain you <I>all day."</I> Adrian drawled sarcastically.
 

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