This Is How I Disappear [Horus]

[Ra Richmond]

After his siblings had left the house in Somerset, Ra had fallen into a mood. Specifically, he was weighing the pros and cons of following them to the house in the states, ultimately leaving the house to Osiris to look after. On one hand, Horus had all the help he could get already. Sett was responsible- that much he had taught his younger sibling- and so everything would run semi-smoothly. Too much attention would smother the youngest and frankly that was the last thing he needed.

But on the other side of the coin, going would be beneficial- Horus loved Ra and Ra loved Horus. It could speed his recovery. It wasn’t like he would be leaving a job or a family, he could trade currency and stock anywhere. Not to mention that, if he left, he could take Isis with him, which would keep him out of trouble for a short time. (Emphasis on short, but a respite was a respite.)

In short, Ra decided that maybe placing a call would clear up the matter. He would check on Horus and base his decision off what he heard. It was hard to find a decent time to call, but he managed to place one at a decent hour for the both of them. As it rang, he wondered to himself how much the long distance would cost- but pushed it out of mind when someone picked up.

“Hello, this is Ra.”

[Horus Richmond]

Horus had just settled in to having the family back around him - something he'd missed a lot, when Sakhie had nudged him into giving his oldest brother a call to let him know how things were going.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA." The voice on the other end yelled enthusiastically.

"How're y'doin'? An' how's Isis? An' Osi? An' Z? Didja get t'see th'picks of th'kid they're gonna adopt? Aint he s'fuckin' cute? S'like someone mashed th'two o'them t'gether an' everythin'.

Oh. Sakhie's tellin' m't'let y'know we're all totes 'k here. No one's died or nothin'. Nubby hasn't even stolen anythin' yet!"

[Ra Richmond]

As soon as he was done talking, Ra held the phone away from his ear- wincing as Horus yelled into it loud enough that two of the dogs came down the stairs to investigate the source of the noise, resting at Ra’s feet as they stared up at him expectantly. He eyed them warily before returning to his call. “Hello Horus.”

He was opening his mouth to remind him that he didn’t need to shout into the phone, but Horus was off into a million questions already, each of them piling on top of the first. He waited until all of them were asked before responding, listing them off in the order they were asked in. It was a talent that older brothers were born with. “I’m fine as always. Isis is in trouble as always. Osiris is great, as is Z.” Surprisingly enough, he wasn’t lying; everyone was fine and dandy. “Watch your mouth. I did see the pictures, the little one is adorable. I can’t wait to see him.” A bit of a stretch- he wasn’t ready to be called ‘Uncle Ra’ quite yet. It made him feel old. He didn’t comment on the ‘smushing together’ bit.

“Tell Sahkmet I said thank you.” That did help clarify things- perhaps visiting was not required. If Anubis hadn’t stolen anything yet that meant things were indeed going very well. And, of course, no one had died without him knowing. Thank goodness. “It’s nice to hear you all are settling in. How is school?” He absently scratched his dog’s head as he asked, calm as ever.

[Horus Richmond]

Horus couldn't stop himself from getting all excited that his big brother was on the phone at home in ENGLAND. Trying to stop himself from bouncing all over Anubis, who was sat next to him, he listened eagerly to Ra's confirmation that everyone was fine.

"Uh... it's... schooly?" Horus offered to Ra's question, wrinkling his nose and flopping sideways onto Anubis' lap. "'M seein' th'school psychologist t'fix m'problems an' shit. Got an A star in Art! Um. OH YEAH." The blonde's voice raised a few decibels.

"There's some weird shit goin' down round here, bro. Like, I dunno, half th'staff are suddenly injured an' Jesse th'shit has disappeared. Whatdya think 't is?" Making a face over at Sakhmet, he rolled onto his belly. "One o'th'recruiters has bullet holes." He added, sounding very pleased with himself for noticing.

[Ra Richmond]

He didn’t expect much of a reply from Horus when it came down to the subject of school; Horus had never been one for amazing academic achievement like himself. All A’s, valedictorian. That was something, considering all the students with mental powers that could have and should have beaten him. The news that he was seeing the psychologist was somewhat relieving, as was the A in art, although that was expected. “Congratulations.” Ra smirked, a content tone taking over his normally monotone speech. “I wouldn’t expect any less. You’ve always been the artist of the family.” Anubis was artistic as well, but he was into the more three dimensional, practical kind of art. He was fashionably artistic.

Horus was the kind of artist that lived in a box. A well decorated box, but a box nonetheless.

“Excuse me?” His sudden update on school was surprising, worrisome even. He bit his tongue and knitted his brows together, standing to pace. It seemed like he had to go to the school after all, if not transfer Horus out. No, he couldn’t do that. He made friends there, and Horus was not good with change. “It sounds like they’ve been in a fight. I’ll call the school and see what’s going on.” Oh, call the school he will. Most definitely.

He changed the topic before they got any deeper into the worrisome conversation. “So, what have you been doing in art? Watercolors, printmaking? Tell me all about it.” That would let Horus go on for a good ten minutes.

[Horus Richmond]

Horus' face positively glowed when he was praised, thriving on it like a dog does. If he had a tail he'd be wagging it, but instead he just smirked up at Anubis as though he'd just been given a stapler his brother had wanted. "Thanks bro." He said cheerfully, sitting up. "Me an' Nubs are thinkin' we could open a fashion shop some day." The blonde grinned, highfiving Anubis on the couch.

"Recently we've been doin' oils, jus' tryin' t'fill a canvas with ideas. I drew an' painted th'fall of heaven. T'went pretty good. Then I painted this like... old style monitor that was all broken an' shit an' made 't look like 't was workin'." Horus eagerly gossiped. "Next term we're doin' sculptures. 'm gonna do a pokemon sculpture an' then gonna try an' do somethin' with clothin. Whatdya think?"

He cocked his head, then closed his eyes so he could enjoy the smell of Sakhie's cooking.

"So, y'gonna come visit us soon? Or somethin'? We miss ya loads. An' Isis... an'... couldya tell Elliot I miss him?"

[Ra Richmond]

Ra could hear the high five in the background and suspected that Anubis had received it. That thought was confirmed when Horus brought the other boy up, specifically about running a shop with the boy. The thought was a nice one, but the eldest son doubted it would happen. Both of them were too disorganized to even get it started, much less off the ground. Not that he would tell Horus that. “I can’t wait to see it.” He offered, wandering to the refrigerator to pull out a bottle of water.

He leaned against the counter, phone between his shoulder and ear as he opened the bottle. He drank as he listened to Horus, throwing in the phrases ‘Mmmhmm’ and ‘sounds good’ in the proper intervals. He was glad Horus was enjoying his art classes, if he wasn’t then he would have real reason to worry. When he asked about the ‘Pokémon’ sculpture, Ra paused before responding. “Sounds difficult, but I’m sure you can manage it.” Ra had never been into video games quite like his younger brothers, therefore he had absolutely no clue what ‘Pokémon’ really was about- he assumed Horus would make that yellow rat peek-a-chew thing, or however it was spelled.

Horus brought up the subject of him visiting ad Ra cleared his throat, looking to the ceiling as he went back to pacing. “Well, I was thinking about maybe coming down to live with you all for a while...” He cut off there because he would know Horus’s reaction, although he made the mental note to call Elliot and tell him how Horus was doing.

[Horus Richmond]

Indeed, Ra's prediction of what Horus was about to do was about spot on, as the blonde narcoleptic bellowed around the house saying that Ra was going to live with them.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY" He shouted, flailing around and dancing around with Sett, who emerged from the bedroom. "S'does that mean y'bringing Sisi too? 'Cause 'f y'are, then make sure he ain't too... rapey. Y'know. All HAY PLEASE TO BE SECKSTIEM NAO 'cause he's always so LOUD." The two blondes on the sofa - Horus and Anubis - made horrified faces together.

Pushing his hands through his hair he rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn. "S'yeah, y'should come 'cause I miss y'an' stuff. An' I kinda miss Sisi too, even 'f he is all ell o ell haaaay in everyone's faces. GOD. Y'CAN MEET VINCENT AN' SAMMY." Horus suddenly thought of his friends, moving to bounce on top of Anubis delightedly. "S'gonna be almost a family reunion... ... Osi wont go though, will he?" The boy sounded a little sad, but he knew someone had to stay at home, and with Osiris and Z going through the adoption process, they couldn't move.

"S'kay though. 'M gonna stay here till 'm done 't Hammel, then go back t'England. America's great an' all, but they don' have Cadbury bars. Or Haribo. Or british TV. S'all ... 'mericany."

[Ra Richmond]

Ra held the phone away from his ear and waited for Horus to calm down- this was exactly the reaction he expected from Horus- he’d have to get Sett on the phone later and possibly talk it over with him. He’d do that while Horus was in school. As for now, however, he waited somewhat patiently for Horus to calm down a little. “If I come, I will bring Isis.” He looked to the upstairs where Isis was hiding, if he hadn’t crawled out a window again. The latter seemed more likely. Horus had a point, if Isis was there he would have to tone down the sex by a lot. That was incentive enough. “I’m only thinking about it right now, Horus.” He reminded his brother gently, not wanting to let him down too hard.

“I miss you too. So does Isis.” Ra sighed, scratching the back of his head as he looked to the floor. He missed all of his family. The house felt so empty without them, even if Isis was still keeping him occupied on more than one level. “Meeting your friends would be... good.” That was a blatant lie. From what he heard with all the calls home, they got Horus into a lot of trouble. Not the best role models, but perhaps a glare from an older brother would set them straight. Or it would send them running. It was a win-win situation.

“Osiris would stay here with Z in the Somerset house. To keep everything running smoothly.” That much he knew- The house always went to Osiris whenever he and Isis went somewhere. Besides, if they stayed they could raise their little one in a mansion. That would be nice.

“You can do whatever you want when you graduate.” Ra paused, thought for a moment. “If you’d like, we could transfer you to Kocher. You’d be closer to home.” That, and he wouldn’t have as many problems, not to mention Elliot would be more accessible. Horus always seemed to think clearly (or clearer, anyway) when Elliot was around.

[Horus Richmond]

"Yay Sisi!" Horus nodded, rolling around on the sofa to try and get comfortable again. "S'what've we gotta do t'make y'come? Beg? Plead? Bring cookies?" He asked, snatching one of the sandwiches Sakhmet had made from the tray that had been passed around. "Y'gotta miss Sakhie's cookin', right?" He added, trying to bribe his eldest brother to come and live with them.

"I don' wanna transfer." Horus said abruptly, frowning. "Vincent an' Sammy an' Ember an' Ninny are all here an' I'd be all like "Sup dudes" an' they'd be all Swiss at me like "Th'fuck y'sayin' homie?" an' that'd suck." The blonde rubbed his head and yawned loudly down the receiver. "S'yeah... HEY get th'fuck off that!" The boy suddenly yelled, catching Anubis loitering round his unicycle.

A few moments, and a couple of grumpy words later, and Horus was back with Ra.

"Y'reckon Osi might visit when h'gets th'kiddie? I miss sittin' on Z's shoulders. Fuck that guy is hella tall." Indeed, Z was 6'9", an endless source of fascination for the short little Horus. "He's like "ROOOOAR" an' oh em gee Osi looks s'fuckin' tiny."

[Ra Richmond]

Ra sighed as he rubbed at his eyes, realizing that Horus was not getting the point. “I don’t think any of that will influence my decision, Horus, but thank you for trying.” Just about the only thing that would make it mandatory for him to go is if Isis went, and he would tag along on the grounds of keeping him out of trouble, or worse, the morgue.

The older brother found himself sighing again, albeit a bit more out of relief than frustration. He was glad that despite all his problems he still wanted to stay at Hammel. “No transfer then, and watch your mouth.” He scolded, frowning as he began to wonder if Horus was just in a funk or if he used such words on a regular basis. He would have to work on that with him, lest he join society and say something that would get him in shot. He held the phone from his ear as Horus yelled, prompting a “What’s going on?” as he imagined a hundred different situations, most of which involving Anubis. By the sounds of it, he was right.

“I don’t know if he can, Horus.” Ra said, looking to the ceiling before leaving the kitchen again. He turned and headed upstairs, taking slow steps. “I’m not sure how adoption laws work. He might have to stay in England for a bit.” He smirked as Horus talked about how tall Z was, and he finished climbing the stairs, pausing outside of Isis’s room. “He may be tall, but he still isn’t as strong as I am.” Ra boasted, smirking at his joke as he opened the door to Isis’s room to ask him, if he’d like to talk to Horus.

The smirk vanished. Isis was gone.

“Horus, I’ll have call you back in a bit. Tell the others I’ll speak to them later. Goodbye.” He hung up without listening to Horus’s reply, the hand not holding the phone balling into a fist.

“ISIIIIIISSSSS!”

He yelled it so loud, it wouldn’t be surprising if, across the ocean, every Richmond felt a disturbance in the force.