PSL: Test play

[fucking_gentleman]

And then there were two.

It had always been the test that Harry was... wary about with Eggsy. Eggsy liked animals and being given the final order would be hard on him. It was hard on all of them in one way or another, but Harry could only hope that Eggsy would trust Merlin and do what he was told.

(Eggsy so often fought doing what he was told, but he really just wanted to be a Good Boy, Harry was sure of it.)

Harry arranged for them to be dropped back at his house after the loyalty test (that one he had never doubted, not even for the space of a heartbeat) and he told Eggsy, "These twenty four hours are just for us. Well, you, specifically, but I'm at your disposal for all of them."

Because he was so, so fucking proud of Eggsy for getting here.

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[bulldoginnit]

As always, Eggsy has no idea what to expect from training. Some of it is a lot of busywork, some of it is bullshit, and some of it is exhilarating. Going back to Harry's house is also a lot of things, but he's not sure what wisdom Harry's going to impart on him in 24 hours. It's a long time, but he's sure it's not enough either.

Eggsy's actually surprised at how modest Harry's house is. It's still a lot more than he's ever really seen the inside of, but Harry's rich, isn't he? Aren't they all stupidly rich? He has a feeling Harry would find it rude if he asked, so he doesn't. He does remember to take his hat off inside.

"So what would you normally do? Some sort of fightin' technique?" he asks, half-teasing. He knows how to fight. He's not Harry, maybe, but he can fucking hold his own against pretty dire odds, he thinks.