Oneshot 3 Appropriate conversations

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Everyone knows conversations that cause embarrassing discomfort.

Everyone has gotten into such a conversation at one time or another.

When you don't want to talk about things.

When you feel threatened of your composure.

Don't we all have very hidden impulses that could put us in an unfavorable light.

Issues that we hardly allow ourselves to talk about.

Feelings that show up so powerfully.

And oh so desperately want to be controlled.

The deepest needs and urges reside in all of us.

And talking about them means to be taboo in everyone's mouth.

Gemini stands next to the door to the garden of their genius chief P'Aof and talks to Earth.

At least, Earth thinks they're having a conversation.

Gemini's ivory face stands still and gentle as his Pi Earth's voice trickles down soothingly.

Not a word.

Not a word is he aware of.

And yet he is glad that his experienced Pi is at his side.

How else could he bear this whirlwind within him?

His thoughts scream words he can barely understand.

Angry, hissing, flaming words that he doesn't want to hear.

And their volume is at a frequency of the unbearable anyway.

Fourth.

Over there.

In the garden with all the others.

So many moving bodies.

And Fourth in the middle of it all.

His enchanting smile causes his usual reaction.

Everyone wants to squeeze him.

Pinch him.

Tease him.

He triggers in his people the need for love.

He is love personified.

All of them feel the wings of love open in them at the sight of him.

And his presence makes them all want to grasp.

Reach out to touch the love that is bestowed there.

And Gemini knows how it is after all.

And he's resigned to Fourth being so loved and pawed by everyone.

But there's one thing he can't stand.

"Mix, let him breathe! Don't overdo it!", Gemini is startled by Earth's suddenly loud voice.
Fourth is captivated by his Pi.

Mix tickles him and he fights back with tears of laughter in his eyes.

An amused image of brotherhood makes Gemini's guts squirm.

Mix.

His hands on his Fourth.

Fourth.

His laughter given to Mix.

Gemini feels himself bursting inside as his gaze hints at a hint of darkness.

"Gemini!", Earth grabs his arm, "Now look at me already!", demands his Pi, "You don't listen to me all the time!", sounds his reproach.

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