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WHO: Mrs. Brisby (

courageofheart), Katsuki Brisby (

eruptive), Kamui Brisby (

foeyay), and Anya Vasilieva (

constellates)
WHERE: The subway tunnels
WHEN: Around the middle of the month (15th or so?)
WHAT: With her son missing, Mrs. Brisby is thrown into a tizzy - despite her fears, she's going down into the subway tunnels to try and find her son. Katsuki is escorting his mother, and Anya happened to find Kamui first.
WARNINGS: None yet applicable

After worrying sick publicly about her wayward son, Elizabeth Brisby has decided to take a search into her own hands. Her second oldest, Katsuki, wouldn't let her go by herself - but short of being physically restrained, the worried mother can't abide by sitting and waiting.

Even if, the moment she steps into the abandoned subway, she has chills running up her spine. Even if she has to take a moment to catch her breath. Think of Kamui, she repeats to herself, before turning on the flashlight and wandering in...

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Anya--

[Anya's presence surprises her, but it's all just too much. She marches up to Kamui, jabbing him right in the chest with a finger - about as physically aggressive as she can bring herself to be.]

Kamui Christopher Brisby!

How could you disappear for three days like that?? Without taking your phone or telling me a single thing!! What would I have done if you were hurt? I would've never known! What kind of mother do you think I am, do you think I'd just ignore you disappearing without any explanation??

[Ah- Katsuki's raging punch is brought to an abrupt halt when Anya leaps at him with all the grace of a gazelle and the calculating intent of a mathematician. He'll have to remember this for future encounters. Anya can be used as an excellent Brisby Beast Tamer.

While Anya may have managed to quell one obstacle, however, the Brisby family matriarch is another matter altogether. A petite finger jabs into his chest, and any speck of defiance that may have remained there instantly withers. Kamui's shoulders slump, and he sighs, docile throughout her lecture.]

People who think don't usually run off to play in the dark in the first place. [He reaches up to gently pat her head, bringing her closer to his chest. Look for yourself, Mrs. Brisby. Your son isn't hurt; his heart's beating just fine.] Sorry for making you worry again.

( the only thing preventing this from escalating into full-blown violence is the small girl currently in his arms. for a brief moment, he considers dropping her onto the ground, but his mom is already on the move.

which, for now, is good enough. )

Hit him!!

( he yells, encouraging her and completely forgetting to set anya down. )

[Anya is, for some reason, absolutely convinced that there's no reason for Katsuki to drop her. So she doesn't let go either. Instead she'll pout up at him and frown.]

Katsuki... Вид... Be nice? Kamui kept me safe too.

[after he like. threatened her. and then continued to insult her. but iN THE END SHE'S SAFE BECAUSE OF HIM PROBABLY.]

[She'll hug Kamui when he pulls her closer, though she does over-dramatically wrinkle her nose - it really has been three days that he's been down here, with no shower. She just ignores Katsuki, trying not to cry too hard, but sure enough some relieved tears are streaking down her face. With a failed attempt at sounding grumpy, she does give Kamui a small push on his shoulder.]

Let me guess, you haven't eaten anything while you were down here, either! You're supposed to be smart like your father, not an idiot like I am.

[She digs around in her bag, though, and she no joke brought a jar of peanut butter and some bread down here.]

You're eating and coming straight home. You haven't changed your clothes in days! You have to take better care of yourself...

[She's relieved and smiling even if she's overwhelmed and that's making her cry....]

[Their mother hugs him, and he ruffles her hair just like she used to do for him when he was a kid. Even her half-hearted attempt at a shove earns only a light chuckle. When facing his mom's tears, Kamui Brisby - renowned asshole who would kick even Bambi's shaky fawn leg - is the gentlest man alive.

Until his eyes meet Katsuki's, and he smirks. "That's what you get for asking someone else to hit me instead of doing it yourself," says that smug, little quirk of his lips. It lasts only an instant, only for Katsuki's eyes. Then Kamui shifts his focus back to Mrs. Brisby and her bag of wonders, all gentle smiles once more.]

Kat's the one who inherited the brains, you know that. I'm all stomach.

Still... [He picks up the jar of peanut butter, pretending to read the label as he laughs to himself at how much she really does think of him, even now. To many, it should be obvious that a mother would do anything for her son. Kamui knows better. He'd done everything he could to make her give up on him, and he'd done it all on purpose. Now that he's managed to do it on accident, it's especially poignant.] I can't eat while you're crying. Not when it's my fault.

No.

( simply. then looking down at anya. )

You okay?

( he's going to fucking kill kamui and the look that he shoots back to him promises exactly that. there's a raw anger behind his expression as they stare each other down for exactly two seconds.

then kamui is focused on their mother again and katsuki is left to consider the best tactic to achieve maximum punishment. cut his stupid braid? shear his underwear? break his phone?

he'll figure it out.

he's about to say something rude but then his mom is pulling out some fucking peanut butter and katsuki thinks he might choke on his own breath. he makes a quiet strangled noise as he glances over the sandwich ingredients again in disbelief. was this what she packed? )

Mom! Feed that fatass when we get back home!

[Look, Anya is trying.

She glances over to Kamui and Mrs. Brisby and decides that her plan was entirely worth it if they manage to have this heart to heart. It's sweet to see and it's why her smile is earnest when she looks back up at Katsuki, apparently lacking any single attention of letting herself be put down because that might mean that Katsuki would run toward Kamui again?]

Да. Very okay.

[Reaches up to brush his bangs aside - not for any sort of sentimental reason but if she touches his face then he has to look back down at her again, which means he can't glare at Kamui. Sometimes Anya is too devilish for her own good.]

Katsuki is okay? Not hurt? Mrs. Brisby also?

I'm fine, Anya, dear. Just a little emotional.

[She can relax and wipe her face at least.]

I'm glad you're safe too, dear, I didn't realize you were going to start looking once I said he was missing. Kamui, you don't need me to give you another lecture about how many people would worry if you disappeared, do you?

[Well that's just dancing around giving it again anyway--]

I don't care if they worry. It's when idiots like you and Anya do stuff like this that I know I'm stuck with you for life. [Not that he's complaining. Actually, he's opening that peanut butter jar.] I'll staple my phone to my forehead next time. How's that?