AU: Symbiosis

Context: A lot further into the story (dw no spoilers for what I'm planning for it), while living in the village, it becomes very obvious that Sabre and Goblin have a favorite friend; Time. I want to remind you real quick that this is purely platonic, just like every friendship I write.

Also this is Symbiosis!Time Steve! Fancy boi :3

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[Sabre's POV]

Time and I laugh as I struggle to get Goblin to stop wrapping around him, gently yet in a strong grip pinning his arms to his sides.

"Goblin, let go!" I tell him, still laughing. "You can hug him later!"

"It's nice that you like me so much, but please. I'm trying to cook." Time says, looking down at the small creature constricting him. "You want dinner, don't you?"

Goblin thinks for a moment, the hesitantly unwraps himself from around Time, freeing him. Time smooths out his coat for a moment before Goblin nuzzles the side of his face with his head, making a chirp noise, then returning to me. I grab onto the small blob-like creature and move him to his usual spot on my shoulder.

"Again, sorry about that." I say, looking back at Time. "I've been trying to teach him not to do that."

"It's fine, I don't mind it." Time waves it off, smiling. "Just keep him from jumping on me while I'm actually making dinner, alright? Should be ready in an hour or so."

"Yep, you got it." I smile back. "We'll be in the living room."

"Alright."

Time turns back to the stove, getting a few pots out of a cupboard, and Goblin and I go to the living room and take a seat at our usual spot on the couch. As I sit down, Goblin making himself comfortable on the armrest, Dark looks up from the book he was reading at looks at us. He's sitting sideways in the nearby armchair.

"How come Goblin always tries to hug Time whenever he's near him?" He asks, chuckling, probably overheard the conversation that just happened.

"Because Time's his favorite person and wants him to know it." I answer. "That's also why he just generally shows him a lot of affection, and why he listens to him more often than me."

Dark then giggles to himself, hiding the lower half of his face behind his book.

"Aaaand aren't you and Goblin basically extensions of each other?"

"How about you shut up, Dark?" I laugh a little, giving him a look. Time didn't hear that, right-?

"Why? You mad I'm right?"

"Right about what? You didn't say anything."

"Oh, so you want to play like that? Coward." Dark says, putting down his book with a mischievous grin.

"What you call me?" I return the look. Goblin rolls his eyes and quickly climbs into my hood.

"You heard me."

"You realize you're asking for it, right?"

"Yep."

Dark then jumps out of his chair and bolts up the stairs, going right by me as I get up. I hear his voice from the top of the stairs as I run over.

"Catch me if you can, stink man!"

"Ohoho, you did not!" I shout back as I run up the stairs.

"I did! Whatcha gonna do about it?!"

"This!"

I reach the top of the stairs, and in seconds we're playfighting with each other as we usually do. Goblin occasionally joins in with a smile, keeping Dark on the ground whenever I need to recover from one of his (extremely unfair and I'm pretty sure we banned from the game) shoves.

As we continue to mess around, we hear Time call from downstairs.

"No roughhousing you three!"

"We're not!"