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And then before they knew it, the car was pulling away and Peg couldn’t tell if the rumbling was the sound of the engine or their own blood running through their veins. Really, it was amazing that they were still seated, there was just so much to see! Lima was buzzing in all of the ways that little towns just couldn’t- and it reminded Peg of London, but brighter and foreign and, well, different. 

Seemingly out of nowhere, (except it really wasn’t out of nowhere) Kuzco was talking again and Peg was reminded yet again of the reason they were here. It was easy to forget the somber reason for coming when everything else seemed so unaware. At the end of the day, it just meant that they had to stay extra aware to compensate, and so they turned back to the inside of the limo to fully take in the plan for the next couple days. 

“Right right right… We’ll need to figure out a game plan for the next couple days then, cause I’ve got some ideas, but obviously we’ve all got different tastes and stuff…” They trailed off. 

Peg had a feeling that if they wanted to go out on a hike or even get the tiniest taste of the night life, they’d be doing it alone. Not that they minded, of course, but at the same time if either of the other two wanted them to stick around, then who were they to say no? As much as there were things they wanted to do, there was something to be said about being there for people. Friends or otherwise. So even if the option to go elsewhere existed, they knew for a fact that they’d be attending a funeral in a couple days. No ifs ands or buts. 

Then that part was done, and they were content to let Kuzco chatter away about the city he knew so well. Only ever intruding to turn down the offer of food with something along the lines of ‘nah I basically emptied the snack-bar, so I’m good.’ or to ask questions as they drove through the city. They definitely would’ve preferred to just hop out and explore on their own, try and figure out what the signs meant and wander in and out of shops at the mercy of their whims, but they also weren’t going to complain about the prompt answers. As cool as the unknown was, there was something to be said about understand. 

Heading out of any other city, Peg might’ve been disappointed. How were you supposed to soak it all up with a simple drive through? It was frankly impossible. But there was nothing to be disappointed about here. No sirree. The city gave way to the hill-y landscape that overlooked the sea and the bustle below and somehow Peg was even more excited to see exactly where it is they were going. They could’ve stopped in front of a shack and so long as it had a view, they wouldn’t have complained. 

But oh. Oh this wasn’t a shack. And as they pulled into the driveway, Peg couldn’t help but grin. “Holy fucking shit…” They looked between Kuzco and Tink and while the former didn’t seem to be the most thrilled about this, the look on Tink’s face was enough to suggest that this probably wasn’t a dream. 

When the car stopped, the only thing holding them back from rushing out immediately was common curtesy- well, and the fact that they had snagged the seat farthest away from the door (not that that doors actually mattered that much in the first place, you know, cause wings). Nevertheless, they waited for Tink to get out before following suit, but after that they didn’t have any wait left in them. 

“I don’t wanna seem too excited and like, be the first to go into something again, but holy shit I can’t stand to be in this driveway when we could be in that-” They pointed to the house behind them. “And like, if no one’s gonna humour me, I swear I’ll fly up and find this view myself.” 

Tink was unnaturally quiet as they drove on. She listened to Kuzco as he chattered on about their plans and his home. There just wasn’t much for her to add to the conversation. She knew why she was here. Knew that she would stick close to Kuzco’s side in the event that he needed the support. They might have broken up but she still cared, still wanted to be there for him. It was the least she could do after everything.

Of course she’d make time for Peg and adventure. This was Peru for crying out loud. Tink had always wanted to travel. Had always wanted to see everything. And this was a part of that. There, of course, was that need to explore. But she could stifle it for the more important things.

So her eyes stayed trained on what was outside of the window, soaking in Kuzoc’s stories for each. It was interesting being in his home town, in being able to see things through his own eyes. she was enjoying it. 

And then they pulled up to his childhood home and Tink really could barely believe her own eyes.It was a fucking palace. Huge and extravagant and amazing and it had a fucking pool. A pool that looked out on one of the most beautiful view and all Tink wanted to do was jump in and soak it all in. She didn’t though. Instead, she scrambled out of the car after Peg and stretched as she let out a low whistle. 

“Christ, Kuzco,” she breathed out, turning to look at him. And then the excitement spiked in and Tink giddily looked over at Peg. “Race you inside,” she smirked, unable to help it as her wings unfolded from her back and fluttered behind her.

wingsamongotherthings:

Peg loved to do things. This was no surprise to anyone, really. But on the list of things that Peg hadn’t really done, there was travelling. Despite their mother being Nigerian, and their father being Greek, they had more or less stayed in Swynlake their entire life. Of course there was the odd trip to The Next Town Over or London every once in a while, but occasions like that were few and far between. So this. This was awesome. 

And considering the fact that they were going to Peru for a funeral (the one that Peg had later learned was for both of Kuzco’s parents- yikes) everyone seemed to be in a pretty good mood. Well, that was until the plane landed. At that point you could practically taste the shift. There was no denying that this wasn’t going to be an easy trip, but there was also no denying that Peg was going to do their best to keep it chill. You know, shining beacon of enthusiasm and what have you. 

Peg followed right after Kuzco, the need to get out and feel the fresh air getting the best of them. And boy oh boy were they not let down. It was hot and sunny and Peg was already in love with Peru. “Oh an hour’s nothing. After that plane ride, it’ll be nice to enjoy some fresh air.”

And, in their personal opinion, fresh air was best enjoyed IN A FRIGGIN STRETCH LIMO. Oh my god. For some reason the private jet hadn’t done it for them, but oh, the limo was a different story. At this point all they could do was follow and try not to stumble over their amazement or some shit. 

They smiled and nodded their acknowledgement at the driver- Juan, who seemed resentful at best. Hm. Well that was an interesting start. But it wasn’t enough to put a damper on their spirits. They walked over to Kuzco, giving him a light pat on the back, as supportive of a grin as they could muster on their face. There wasn’t really anything they could say to help this. They could hope that it would get better from here, but that was about it. 

They glanced between Tink and Kuzco, a brief moment of hesitation before the inevitable. “Well, if no one else is gonna go first then-” And just like that they were hopping the side of the limo and claiming a seat, their arms stretched out along the backs. There was nothing that could possibly stop their mission (Re: shining beacon of enthusiasm and what have you.) 

“Come on folks, there’s no mints, but now there’s me, which means inside the limo is the place to be.” 

Admittedly, Tink had not thought about a plane trip being involved in the Great Peru Adventure. She’d been focused on Peru and the fact she was going on this trip with Kuzco. That the reason for this trip was so that he could bid that final farewell to his parents. It had been what had been taking all her focus. But once she was seated on the plane and her seat belt was fastened, that panic sunk in. 

She was quite aware that it was ridiculous for a fairy of all beings to be afraid of an airplane. It didn’t matter to her though. A plane could crash and if she was strapped to a seat her wings would do her little good and she doubted she’d be able to shift to her pixie form if the explosion happened near her seat. Death in a flying metal contraption was not the way she wanted to go.

So she’d slept for thirteen blissful hours, her head nestled quite comfortably on Kuzco’s shoulder. She had insisted on sitting next to him though also in the aisle seat. At least in sleep she could offer some sort of her usual physical comfort. Not that it wasn’t weird or anything being in such a position with her ex whom she’d cheated on in a drug induced haze that she still barely remembered. Because it was a bit weird but Tink could get past that, was slowly getting past it because despite all of that she still cared about Kuzco and so far their conversations hadn’t been too terrible. In fact, they’d been… nice.

Tink finally woke when they landed offered Kuzco and Peg a sheepish grin. She’d left them to their own devices for the whole trip. But it looked they got were getting on especially judging by the relaxed look on Kuzco’s face. “We there?” She blinked blearily as she shifted in her seat, uncurling herself and stretching as the plane rolled to a stop. 

Slowly the excitement settled in as Tink gathered her carry on and followed Kuzco and Peg out into the bright Peruvian sun. With a quick flick of her wrist, he pushed her sunglasses over her eyes and squinted. An hour ride. Pfft. Who gave a shite? This place so far was gorgeous and really, Tink would have rather walked or taken some sort of public transportation but this was Kuzco and he didn’t do anything in a manner that was less than extravagant. She laughed as Peg crawled into the limo and looked over to Kuzco. “Peg does have a point,” she laughed, motioning for him to follow her into the limo. The quicker they got to his place, the sooner they could settle in and start dealing with everything that needed to be dealt with and in Peg’s case, have so much deserved fun in a whole new city.