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After his mission had been successfully completed and the two universes had been saved, Goose had gone to Longshot to help their new friend, who they had learned was called Bogart get settled in so that he could help them with research and begin the process of applying to be a Galaxy Ranger. He had also visited Icarus and Winter since it had been quite long between visits and they had been ecstatic to see him.

He had planned to be back a lot sooner than he did but he did eventually make it back to Fandom late Saturday evening, he’d had a bit of a slower start that morning. He knew he should probably start his mission report but honestly, he wasn’t even sure where to begin with that one since it was one of the more unusual missions he had been on and that was saying something with his track record.

[open!]

Goose had drank quite a bit last night, which wasn’t really anything that unusual and he had ended up getting in quite late before he had passed out.

It was a lot later than he normal before he got out of bed, made his way to the kitchen to see about making something to eat and frowned at the state of his fridge, “I could have sworn I did the shopping the other day?” he blinked at the bare contents of his fridge.

At least he seemed to have coffee so he contented himself with making a cup , that would have to do until he went back to the Perk later and could fill up the contents of the fridge because having an empty fridge like that wasn't going to cut it.

He settled down to go through the messages he’d missed, there was the usual complaining from Brainchild about his expenses and then there were a few from Killbane and Stingray about a possible new job.

He looked thoughtful at that and he replied, that could be fun to work with. It had been a while since he’d gotten to do a job since he’d moved to Fandom.

[door’s closed, post is open!]

Goose had been ~~handwavily~~ called back home last week to help provide security for a Thanksgiving event that some senators had and he hadn’t been able to get out of it with both his dad and Captain Foxx threatening to both court martial him and send him on a tour of Pluto.

He was glad to be back home and once he put his things away he sat down to go through his news feed.

[expecting a visitor but can be open!]

After months of talking about making Ignis dinner, with an additional extra week and a half where he had been a goose, Goose was finally ready to make a dinner for Ignis.

Ignis had requested a dish that involved fresh produce and what was in season, so after doing a bit of research, he finally settled on making a roasted squash and parsnip soup for an entree and then for dinner he made roasted pumpkin and potato.

Then after careful consideration, he decided to go with a Roussane for the wine.

Everything was prepared, nothing had been set on fire and now all he had to do was wait for Ignis.

[for Ignis!]

Goose had debated long and hard about this but he knew it was father’s day in Australia and he should have talked to … his father while he was back home over break but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He knew that he should do this conversation in person but … he was still scared of getting rejected by Walsh, of the danger that he was putting his father in by acknowledging that he did know the truth after all this time.

Finally he took a deep breath, steadied himself and established a call to Commander Walsh.

( it was time for a long overdue conversation )

Goose leaned back in his chair, that had gone a lot better than he had thought it would, he hadn’t gotten to talk about Max but the fact that Walsh was planning to visit for Parents Weekend … it did make it seem like that he wasn’t planning on rejecting him, at least at the moment anyway.

[door’s closed, post is open. That Goose called home is fine for broadcast but the details of his conversation are NFB please!]

After a couple of failed attempts at having a Sangria night, Goose had finally made plans with Summer to have one that evening.

This was definitely not something he was used to doing and he was trying very hard to not think about the fact that the last person he had over in his apartment was Ignis and that thought was … he wasn’t quite sure how to process it, it was making him miss Ignis and cooking for him as well.

It was probably a good thing that Summer was coming over for sangria and talking, even though he wasn’t entirely sure where to even begin with that as he didn’t have a lot of experience talking about his feelings.

His apartment didn’t need a lot of attention for the evening, which helped when you didn’t own a lot of stuff and the furniture was still in tact from the party so there were still plenty of sitting options but Goose still found himself pacing awkwardly a bit as he waited.

[Goose is expecting Summer but the post can be open beforehand!]

Goose had returned to Fandom for the 20 year reunion, the only thing was he was pretty sure he was supposed to be at the hotel and not the apartment that he had used to live in when he had been a teacher at the school.

He was also pretty sure Walsh had stopped paying the rent when he had returned to BETA but again it wasn’t like he had paid close attention to things like bills, since Walsh had established long ago if he didn’t take care of Goose’s living expenses they weren’t going to get paid.

“How much did I have to drink last night?” he blinked, trying to recall how exactly he had ended up in an apartment that he hadn’t lived in in years. He was pretty sure he hadn’t been drinking but well it wasn’t exactly the first time that he had ended back in his apartment with no recollection of how he had gotten there.

[open!]

The last few days had been nice … really nice and Goose had discovered that it was definitely a nicer and more enjoyable experience going through this kind of week when you were with someone. It had been a lot different to his student days that was for sure.

He and Ignis had made it back to his place after prom, which he had managed to get through despite how unfocused he had been through the evening and then last night had essentially been a repeat of what the last few days had been like since Ignis had returned to the island.

When Goose did eventually start to wake early that morning, he did notice that the pollen seemed to have vanished, so he was quite content to just be able to enjoy a relaxing morning, being with Ignis and so made no movement to leave the bed and snuggled in closer to Ignis instead.

Goose had clearly forgotten what event tended to follow prom.

[for Ignis, who is modded with permission and for some kids as well. Goose’s conversation with his kids is NFB please!]

Goose had eventually passed out on his bed after being awake for more than 24 hours between his candy, jello shot and coffee binge and when he woke up, he felt absolutely terrible.

Which was really no surprise, it happened every single time he did this … even though one of those times had happened when he was a child, so he wasn’t really counting that one.

He checked the time on his communicator and realised it was Friday afternoon, so at least he hadn’t slept through the trip or anything like that and he knew he should really try and get up and do something but the most he felt like doing was checking to see if he had any messages and news feed and seeing what was happening back home and trying not to think about how awful he was actually feeling. He would eventually get up and move but for now he was just going to remain sprawled out on his bed and try not to move to much because everything really hurt right now.

[for Ignis but the post can be open beforehand]

So Goose had a dinner … date thing with Ignis and that had somehow turned into letting Summer decorate his apartment since the only thing Goose had by way of decor was two succulents that he’d managed to not kill and the photo frame that had the photo of his team that Niko had gotten him for Christmas.

The end result was that now Goose’s apartment now not only had a dining table, at least temporarily, it and the apartment had been set up with flowers and candles and there seemed to be quite a few noticeable traces of glitter as well, this seemed to be a bit more subtle than the Christmas party at least but well he used to be a student at Fandom not that long ago (at least for him) he remembered what glitter meant and oh … he was already turning red before this had even started.

Goose didn’t know why he was freaking out about this so much … it was a dinner … he normally didn’t even care about what people thought about him but he realised that he cared what Ignis thought and that was why he was going to all this effort … he had even asked Doc for what he should wear and it had taken a while to convince Doc that a) he was serious and b) he was in fact making a dinner for someone - they had managed to come up with an outfit that was rather different to what he was used to wearing.

While Summer had been taking care of the decorating side, Goose had been focused on cooking and had gone with the minced beef casserole that he was going to make and then since Summer had recommended going with chocolate for desert, he had also managed to make a chocolate cake.

There had been his customary mess left at the end of it but he’d managed to not set anything on fire or added to the mess of pulled pork that was already on the ceiling so … that was at least a good start … he hoped. At least he’d cleaned away the mess he’d made … he had tried to clean that pulled pork stain but that was proving to be a lot more difficult, so in the end he decided to leave it.

There was even wine , which Goose still wasn’t a hundred percent sure on how to pronounce so hopefully at least Ignis would like it and that Goose wouldn’t have to try and say the name to often and it wouldn’t be an issue because Goose was …well he wasn’t used to any of this .

All of this was so out of his comfort zone… dealing with emotions and everything wasn’t something that he had been taught at Wolf Den and then that whole thing with Darkstar and Stingray … and he had been in far worse situations than a dinner but still … surely he could handle a dinner that he was making.

Hopefully.

So his apartment was clean, the table was set and everything was ready and now Goose just had to wait for Ignis and try not to pace around his apartment so much while he waited … even though he wasn’t being successful at that part.

[Summer modded with permission! For Ignis :)]

Goose had been shopping yesterday and his kitchen was actually looking like a kitchen (well minus a kitchen table) but Goose figured he’d focus on just the utilising the kitchen part first.

In hindsight it was probably a bad idea to start off with the pulled pork and the pressure cooker but he figured last time he hadn’t caused it go everywhere or set it on fire so he thought he’d be safe if he tried that.

He thought wrong and it hadn’t taken long for everything to go everywhere in one big mess.

The plus side was there was no fire and he didn’t set off the fire alarm but well he now had a very noticeable mess that included the remains of his attempt being on the ceiling of his kitchen. He wasn’t sure how he was going to explain to Jon why there was a mess of Pulled Pork splattered not just across his kitchen but also on his ceiling as well.

“Oh,” he blinked as he surveyed his kitchen and then stared down at the mess that had gotten on him as well, “Commander Walsh is going to love hearing about my next expenses report,”

At least he had gotten very good at cleaning up his messes last semester?

[so very open if anyone’s around and wants to investigate what all the noise is]

Goose had been up for his usual early morning run around the island, did some much needed laundry and then once that was done had checked in for his normal briefing with Commander Walsh, since that was something he was definitely going to try and be more careful with considering how sporadic his last check ins had been last month. He wanted to try and avoid getting more reprimands if he could help it.

Now that all of those tasks had been completed he decided to get a head start on some lesson plans for his class and so he took a seat at his kitchen bench, he realised he should probably check and see about when his new table was meant to be coming in - he had actually forgotten about it with everything that had been happening towards the end of last year.

{door’s closed but post can be open!]

It turned out that even with Goose’s healing factor, he couldn’t handle ten jello shots and when Goose woke up this morning to try and get back to a normal routine, he realised that his normal run around the island was not going to happen today.

At least he had managed to sleep so hopefully it wasn’t going to turn into what happened last time but …that had been a lot and honestly really he shouldn’t have done that but at the same time it had been kind of fun?

All of that went away the second his communicator started beeping loudly and he realised it was Commander Walsh and … oh he should really answer the call this time, he couldn’t really avoid it for that much longer.

“This is Ranger Gooseman,” he said and Walsh appeared on the screen.

“So you do know how to answer your damn communicator!” Commander Walsh greeted Goose rather impatiently, “the whole team have tried to contact you, I even got Ambassador Waldo to leave you a message in case,”

“Sorry sir,” he winced, trying not to flinch at how loud he was, “I …I was asleep for four days and then I was a child before that,”

Commander Walsh’s sigh could probably be heard around the island, or at the least the apartment building as he proceeded to give Goose a very loud lecture on the importance of being reachable and to not disappear without contact for two weeks again.

It was going to be a long morning.

[door’s closed but post is open - especially if anyone’s around and wants to investigate the noise]

Goose had woken up that morning after sleeping since Friday and he’d forgotten just how wonderful sleep was. Even if … as he had woken, had realised he had fallen asleep in the middle of the bed but he wasn’t too concerned about that … he had managed to fall asleep and … once he checked his wrist communicator, realised that he had slept for four days straight.

He bolted upright at that … he had missed his weekly report to Commander Walsh, actually that was twice in two weeks he’d missed it because the first time had been because he had turned into a small child and then he had spent the next few days being severely sleep deprived and even in that state had decided it was better to just ignore his report for the time being. There were messages from his team … and Commander Walsh and there was even one from Waldo? How much had he missed in the four days he’d been asleep.

After a shower and getting changed into a fresh uniform, Goose realised that he didn’t have much in his kitchen except for some takeaway Chinese food from last week, he was going to have to order more food in. Once he’d finished eating he pulled up his lesson plans for tomorrow and realised that in his sleep deprived state that he had already finished both this week’s and next week’s lesson plans, so now there was nothing to do except go over the messages that he’d missed and see just what had been happening while he was asleep.

[expecting a certain chocobro, but can be open before that]

Goose had been around for what was becoming his normal several laps around the island on day five of his not being able to sleep but this time he made it back to his apartment and only just closed the door behind him before he found himself stumbling towards his bed and face planting in the middle of it, without even bothering to get into bed and a few more moments later he was fast asleep.

It seemed all that caffeine and sugar from last weekend had finally left his system or it was the tea Ignis had made for him last night, he wasn’t sure but the point was that now he was fast asleep and was likely going to be for the next few days.

[mostly establishy but Goose didn’t lock the door behind him so if anyone wants to check in on him for whatever reason feel free to do so :)]

So Doc had been teaching Goose about the importance of social interactions and how to actually talk to people away from school or work and actually have fun and socialise. He had wanted a status update about how his first week was going and so that Friday afternoon Goose decided to give him a call via video link since this one didn’t require a formal report as, Doc pointed out, would have defeated the whole purpose of this experiment.

( cutforalinkdrop )

Doc shook his head, “this is one of those Fandom things you told us about, isn’t it?”

“No……….I don’t think so.” Goose remarked, “I haven’t noticed …………unusual or different.” he paused and then asked a question that he thought Doc might be able to explain, “hey …………Doc?” he asked, “what’s a …………..special brownie?”

Of all the things Doc was expecting, that wasn’t it and immediately started laughing, practically falling off the chair that he was sitting on …. It was going to be a while before he attempted to even answer that question.

[post can be open]