if we're fused together who's driving the car

[heartchained]

Catchall for Everett shenanigans, in whatever flavour as they pop up. Kid version, adult version, etc.

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[heartchained]

[ He quietly tucks that away for later (not that he can hide anything from him); a small, soft feeling of satisfaction. I want to do that again. ]

All right. When you're ready.

[ He waits for Avery to give him confirmation before he makes another effort, bigger than before. Trying to push in the right direction, whatever that might be. ]

[subconmodo]

Ready.

[Mostly. He has no idea what he's doing, but he knows exactly what he wants to do.

The paw stretches unnaturally, unevenly, and it's a mercy that it isn't accompanied by the crack and twist of bone against growing bone. It becomes difficult to concentrate on the result over the process, enough that he has to close their eyes to continue.]

[heartchained]

Here. Let me.

[ Ekkehardt remains quiet, focused. A still point in a moving surface, an anchor in water. He draws on all his knowledge of anatomy to try and shift things in the right direction, making their shared form less solid and more liquid to make things less stomach-turning.

Avery can focus on pushing forward; he was always better at that. He can anchor it here. ]

Keep going, [ he says, focused in a way he wasn't before. ]

[subconmodo]

[He cracks an eye open, and the relief over this new, less-solid state is palpable. It's easier to stomach, much easier for him to focus.

And little by little paw stretches into hand and their arms become human, changes spreading through their body like a wave over the water.]

It's working!