So I'm back with my bullshit angst ... this was written entirely at ungodly hours of the night. My Brain refuses to work properly.

This can also be known as the fic in which I make a tango an anxious clingy mess:)
3rd person POV:

Zedaph had some family business to attend to, and wasn't sure how long he would be gone for. He instructed Tango to not worry and that he would be fine, that he would be back. Tango on the other hand just stopped functioning with out his beloved Zedaph.

He just kinda wandered around Zeds base like a lost puppy. Piping up at every sound from outside the cave, in hopes it was Zedaph.

Eventually he was sleeping more and not eating as much as he should have. And this was only after a couple days too.

After one week of not taking care of himself, Ren, Stress and Xisuma found out. And they were literally attempting to force him to take care of himself, reassuring him that Zed would be back. They forced him to eat too. Although not much progress was made.

It wasn't long before false and impulse heard of what was happening. And they were absolutely furious. False basically claimed Tango has her little brother, and impulse was his best friend.

False physically picked up tango throwing him over her shoulder and literally dropped him infront of impulse after dragging him to his base.

"IMPULSE!!!!!" She shouted into his base.

After promptly falling through the ceiling.

"Where did you find him? He looks pale. You alright tango?" Tango didn't answer just looked away.

"He was in Zedaph's base. Just staring at the dort like a puppy. I only looked for him because my base wasn't on fire, so of course I knew something was wrong." She handed tango over to impulse after saying that.
"You deal with him"

After False left he turned to tango,
"What's wrong bud, is this because you miss Zed?"
Tango being stubborn as he was refused to answer. His stomach let off a growl.

"Why don't we have something to eat, you seem hungry."

"I'm not hungry."

"That's a blatant lie, I just heard your stomach growl."

"I'm fine impulse."

The rest of the hermits are an unstoppable force, and tango was the unmovable object.

"Hey why don't you talk to scar, or one of the other hermits you don't talk to much."

"If you don't start talking and taking care of yourself this is going to turn into a game of pass the tango. Im certain you probably don't want that right?"

The unmovable object did what it does best. And impulse picked tango up gently before taking off to the Straight of Joebraltter.

Upon landing he saw Joe and Bdubs having an afternoon chat.

"Howdy Impulse, I see you are holding what seems to be a Tango of the Tek variety, is everything all right?"

"No, Tango here is just missing Zedaph a tad."

"He looks more depressed if anything" bdubs blurted out. Impulse nodded.

"Well he stopped eating and basically refused to take care of himself. I was wondering if you guys could help me get through to him."

"Oh not a problem, bdubs and I will try our best to help him. Don't worry you can do what ever you need to do. And we will take good care of him."

Bdubs say tango on his lap, giving him a hug.
"Tango, what do you miss about Zed, that's got you so bummed."

"I miss helping him test new contraptions, I miss holding his hand as we discussed Stange mini games. His laugh when I mange to confuse myself."

"At first I thought this was like what dogs have sometimes with the separation anxiety, but this is more long term detachment anxiety." Joe spoke.

"Is that it tango?"

"I also miss how he would give me hugs when anxious, and the late night cuddles when I wake up from a nightmare."

"So tango I heard you like pancakes so I made you some, I also added a smile face to them." Joe smiled looked at bdubs who nodded in turn holding on to tango. Joe grabbed a handful of pancake and force fed tango.

After a couple more weeks Zed returned and things returned to normal.

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But for now, keep swimming my little fishies'
Much love,
SharkBait.