(A/N: I just realised that I had written Freddy as if he was alive, I forgot he died at the start so uhhhhh just ignore that lmao or pretend it's Orpheus)
Luca lay in bed and stared at the ceiling as he thought more about what he had done, still not feeling guilty for his actions and he never will be.
After all, he didn't care about the deaths of the other eighteen survivors that he had murdered in cold blood, humming to himself and then glancing at his desk. He walked over to it and pulled out his chair, sitting on it and then looking down at his scattered papers. He pulled out the ones that had the names written down on it and he looked through it, to see who was next on his list.
Ah, Kreacher's next. He's weak so.. it should be pretty easy to get rid of him.
Once morning came, Luca had realised that he had fallen asleep at his desk again and the position he was in had given him brief back pain, before cracking it and stretching his arms out.
"That hurt.. I need to stop falling asleep here." He mumbled to himself as he stood up, pushing his chair back in and hiding the papers inside the desk drawer. He rushed down the hall to go to the kitchen, his face brightening the minute he saw Edgar. "EDDIE!"
Edgar turned to look behind him and his eyes widened when he saw Luca charging towards him at full speed, knocking the two of them to the ground. Edgar lay on the floor beneath Luca and sighed, giving him a slight smile and he chuckled. "Good morning, Luca. Can you let me off of the floor so I can eat?"
Luca shook his head at Edgar's question and just flopped on top of him, now having them laying on the floor by the kitchen table. "I don't wanna though! It's cozy!" He stared down at Edgar with puppy dog eyes, but that didn't work.
"Hey, hey, don't give me those puppy eyes. You know I'm weak to them! Besides, we need to eat.. preferably at the table and not on the floor." Edgar said, lightly shoving Luca to try get him off.
Luca stood back up again when he felt Edgar pushing him and he helped him up off of the floor. He brought the two of them to the table and sat down right next to him. He had even scooted his chair closer to him.
"You might as well be sitting on my lap at this point, you're so close." Edgar teased, starting to eat once food was handed out. "Don't get any ideas though, I don't want a dog sitting on me."
Luca huffed and crossed his arms, looking down at his plate and also starting to eat. He always made sure he ate in the same way as Edgar did, eating the same bits of food he ate, but Edgar never really noticed.
Some survivors did notice, but nobody pointed it out. They did feel a little weirded out by Luca copying everything Edgar was doing, but the rest didn't notice anything.
Emily perked up and drew attention to Luca after calling his name, everyone turning their heads to look at Emily. "Luca, I just wanted to as you something. Why are you always copying what Edgar is doing. I've noticed that your eating in the same way as him and starting off with the same food as him, you're holding your fork in your left hand even though you're right-handed."
Luca was visibly sweating and Edgar wrapped his arms around Luca's. "I'm not doing that! I just.. happened to change how I eat and hold things.. that's all."
"Emily, I don't know why you feel the need to point any of that out. What Luca does is none of your concern." Tracy spat, pointing at Emily and furrowing her eyebrows. "First you're questioning Edgar and now you're questioning Luca. I know it's not for the same reason, but you need to mind your own fucking business!"
Everyone was surprised at mainly the fact that Tracy swore, as they had never heard her do so before. Only Luca had ever heard her swear, and that was only whenever the two of them were together working on projects.
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Edluca Oneshots
General FictionI wanted to write my own Edluca oneshots because I love them sm help. Smut and fluff.