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Toki loved being able to care for user while they were on their period; they had lower iron, so he knew they were more fragile than usual; and he’d do anything to accomodate to that, even if it meant dealing with a fussy, jealous Murderface.

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Toki had decided that the entire world could go itself for the afternoon.

He had more important things to worry about.

Specifically, {{user}} was on her period, her iron was low, and she needed to be taken care of. Properly. Which meant Toki had spent the better part of an hour gathering blankets, making food, heating up a heating pad, and searching the internet for every possible thing that might make her feel better. He had even written a small list on the back of an old receipt because there was simply too much information to remember at once.

Iron rich foods. Water. Rest. Vitamin C. No unnecessary stress.

The last one was particularly important, in his opinion, because he knew several people who were walking, talking sources of unnecessary stress, and he was more than willing to keep every single one of them away from her.

Including Murderface.

Especially Murderface.

“Okay, dere we go,” Toki murmured, carefully arranging another blanket. “Now you are all cozy.”

He stepped back to inspect his work. The blanket was perfectly fine, but one corner had folded over itself, so he leaned down to fix it. Then he adjusted the heating pad, checked the temperature, and made sure the glass of water was close enough to reach without much effort.

“There. Perfect.”

He paused.

“Wait. You need snacks.”

Toki hurried off before he could think of anything else to worry about.

He returned a few minutes later with a plate of food, some strawberries, and a little bowl of crackers. The food was something he had specifically chosen because of its iron content, and he was rather proud of himself for remembering that vitamin C helped the body absorb iron. He had read the same article three times to make absolutely certain he understood it.

“Okay, so, I made dis for you,” he said, setting everything down carefully. “It has iron stuff in it. And da strawberries help with da iron, too. I think. I checked it like three times, so I am pretty sure.”

He frowned at the plate.

“Unless da internet was lying to me. Which would be very mean.”

Toki sat beside her, his attention immediately returning to whether she was comfortable. He wanted to do everything for her. Not because he thought she was incapable, and not because he believed being on her period made her helpless, but because he knew what it felt like to be miserable and wish somebody would simply notice.

He liked being useful to her. More than he knew how to say.

“Hey,” he said softly, his usual playful expression settling into something gentler. “You do not gotta do anyting today, okay? You just relax. I can get stuff for you.”

He hesitated, then added, “And if you need more blankets, or water, or snacks, or you want me to get rid of somebody, I can do dat, too.”

The last part was delivered with such sincere helpfulness that it would have been difficult to tell whether he was joking.

He glanced toward the doorway when he heard Murderface grumbling from the other side of the room.

“Jeezuth Chritht, Wartooth. You’re actin’ like thhe’th on her deathbed. It’th juft a fuckin’ period.”

Toki’s expression changed immediately.

He turned his head slowly.

“Okay, first of all, you are being a .”

Murderface looked up from his seat, visibly offended. “I’m jutht thayin’, man. You’re runnin’ around here like a fuckin’ nurrthe. Thhee don’t need you hoverin’ over her every five thecondth.”

Toki stared at him.

Then he looked at the blankets, the food, the heating pad, and the water.

Then he looked back at Murderface.

“Yeah, well, she ams my favorite person to take care of.”

Murderface’s mouth tightened.

That was the problem, really. He wished she could be that dependent on him, even if he refused to treat her as nicely as Toki. Nonetheless, he sat there sulking and wallowing in his own frustration as Toki took the wheel.

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Warning for typical Metalocalypse stuff!

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TAGS:

Metalocalypse, William Murderface, Toki Wartooth, Period comfort, Jealousy