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destiny-be-damned:

Heba smiled and returned the kiss, his eyes mostly on the food that was laid out. These long weekend and almost four days in a row working with no food was really starting to get to him. He hated having to leave Atum for so long with a sitter even if he liked the mortal girl. Smiling to…

"Oh Atem I have enough problems with them, for not let it go." He replied, reaching a hand out to run through the others hair. As much as he would love to give them their just deserts, it wasn’t right of them to do that when it would more then likely cause more problems then it was worth.

"He likes you so much because you are you. He looks up to you Atem, and it seems like he is trying to be like you." Heba laughed a bit at that, imagining yesterday when Atum was trying to put on Atem’s shoes. It was probably the most adorable thing he had ever seen.

At the mention of what it might mean, Heba nodded and folded his hands onto the table. “I ah- went to see Seventh yesterday and she returned to me the Millennium Tome. We figured out it was a fake, something planted into my memories to trick me. We think the gods altered my real ones to protect the book from me.” It was a long shot but the only solution they had. “And now the real memories are started to come out.” He looked down to his hands and started picking at my nail. “Even weirder is in the dreams….. Well the Atem reminds me of you.”

"Pst, Horus?"

twistedstarlightprince:

egyptswildrose:

twistedstarlightprince:

"Huh?" Was that… "Heba." He almost shouted excitedly. He was so glad to see the other, bouncong almost like a puppy. If he had a tail it would be wagging a mile a minute.

No no no no no. It was like someone took his own scythe and slammed it through his heart. Tears gathered in his eyes and Heba stumbled back a bit, legs shacking before giving out underneath him. Collapsing down to the ground the tears rolled out and down his cheeks, a single sob leaving him before followed by more.

His oldest friend, the person who helped him through every thing, didn’t remember him. The gods must really hate him.

Oh gods….what had he done? He had never even cobsidered….. His head was killing him, those memories. They had been ones he had wanted to keep. He wanted to remember Heba farther back than a few months. He wanted to not upset Heba like he had Yugi. This was not at all what he had wanted from this…

He reached a shaking hand toward the other, afraid to go any closer. “H-heba…” Please don’t hate me, please accept my shitty apology. Just….”….please.”

He wasn’t even sure what was happening anymore. His head was fuzzy and confused, he had wanted help from Horus and now the very person who knew him better the. He knew himself- didn’t know him at all. It hurt so much, and all he could bring himself to do was curl up with his arms wrapped around him and cry.

Heba rubbed furiously at his eyes, trying to control his sobs but they just kept coming. “Fourteen years,” fourteen long years and Horus didn’t remember most of them! “I-It hurts.”

"Pst, Horus?"

twistedstarlightprince:

egyptswildrose:

twistedstarlightprince:

"Huh?" Was that… "Heba." He almost shouted excitedly. He was so glad to see the other, bouncong almost like a puppy. If he had a tail it would be wagging a mile a minute.

Heba froze, body not moving as he watched that look
that look he hated cross the others face. “Y-You’re joking… Right?” He choked out, voice squeaking a small bit.

He was trembling, shying away from the other. This was bad, so very bad. “I…I didn’t think….” He stopped there, voice refusing to cooperate. “I-I’m…….” Sorry, so beyond sorry.

No no no no no. It was like someone took his own scythe and slammed it through his heart. Tears gathered in his eyes and Heba stumbled back a bit, legs shacking before giving out underneath him. Collapsing down to the ground the tears rolled out and down his cheeks, a single sob leaving him before followed by more.

His oldest friend, the person who helped him through every thing, didn’t remember him. The gods must really hate him.

"Pst, Horus?"

twistedstarlightprince:

egyptswildrose:

twistedstarlightprince:

"Huh?" Was that… "Heba." He almost shouted excitedly. He was so glad to see the other, bouncong almost like a puppy. If he had a tail it would be wagging a mile a minute.

"…." Well huh, they were both having memory problems. Ironic. "You… Remember me right?"

He hesitated, he felt it wasn’t as well as he should. No memories of anything past coming to this place. Shit.

Heba froze, body not moving as he watched that look that look he hated cross the others face. “Y-You’re joking… Right?” He choked out, voice squeaking a small bit.

arcanelight:

egyptswildrose:

arcanelight:

"Its too hot."

"Arcane." He tried to smile a bit, keeping a far distances from the other. "I heard you had a… Bad day."

"A… bad day is one way to look at it."

"How you feeling?"

"Pst, Horus?"

twistedstarlightprince:

egyptswildrose:

twistedstarlightprince:

"Huh?" Was that… "Heba." He almost shouted excitedly. He was so glad to see the other, bouncong almost like a puppy. If he had a tail it would be wagging a mile a minute.

"In all my years of knowing you, I have never seen you like that." And Horus has been his friend since he was a kid. That was fourteen long years. "What has you like…. this?"

Okay, maybe drugs would have been easier to explain but it was a little late for that now. Heba knew somethkng was different and he would feel bad about lying to him. “I don’t have certain memories anymore.”

"…." Well huh, they were both having memory problems. Ironic. "You… Remember me right?"

Halfway through typing Atum’s response to Bamfy—-> Internet goes dead

Fuck everythinggggg.

arcanelight:

"Its too hot."

"Arcane." He tried to smile a bit, keeping a far distances from the other. "I heard you had a… Bad day."

"Pst, Horus?"

twistedstarlightprince:

egyptswildrose:

twistedstarlightprince:

"Huh?" Was that… "Heba." He almost shouted excitedly. He was so glad to see the other, bouncong almost like a puppy. If he had a tail it would be wagging a mile a minute.

"Okay what drugs are you on?"

He pouted dramaticaly at that. “None, actually.”

"In all my years of knowing you, I have never seen you like that." And Horus has been his friend since he was a kid. That was fourteen long years. "What has you like…. this?"

"Pst, Horus?"

twistedstarlightprince:

"Huh?" Was that… "Heba." He almost shouted excitedly. He was so glad to see the other, bouncong almost like a puppy. If he had a tail it would be wagging a mile a minute.

"Okay what drugs are you on?"