Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Gold nodded, sobbing weakly. He was already panicked, even though he tried his best to stay calm. "I- I ca-can also give my-myself pa-pa-pa-panic attacks. I- I a-am tr-trying not to, but it is ha-har-harder tha-than it looks." Gold shuddered, covering his face.
Bad frowned. "That's what we don't want, Gold. You can cry, but panic attacks can hurt you."
George was about to say he was willing to do it Dream's way but changed his mind. "We do what you want. Do you want to spend the night there or not?" -
“Hey, trying breathing,” Skeppy said. “Deep breaths, and tell me what you can see?”
“I don’t, want to, but it would be time efficient and if they’re not too busy you could technically start writing?” -
Gold inhaled weakly, curling up tighter. "N-nothing really. I-I'm just so wo-wo-worked up that I gi-give myself pa-pa-panic attacks..."
George frowned, nodding. "Well, maybe. Then all that's left to do is have Tommy sign it when we get back?" -
“But hey,” Skeppy said. “Look my me. What can you see on my face?”
“Yes,” Dream nodded, taking a few steps around to the front of the desk. -
Gold whimpered, glancing up. "Y-your eyes..." Gold hiccupped before shuddering violently.
Bad frowned, shifting back a little.
George nodded. "Okay. How abouut we both talk to Tommy and tell him what's going on?" -
“Yeah, okay,” Skeppy said. “Deep breaths, breathe with me.” He started to take deep breaths, hoping Gold would copy him.
Dream nodded. “Sounds good.” -
Gold trembled, mimicking Skeppy. He hiccupped a little, but kept his eyes focussed on Skeppy, taking deep breaths with him.
George smiled. "We should be there within a few hours on horse back." He said, thinking out loud. -
“Yeah, there you go, keep going,” Skeppy started to get a little lightheaded from the deep breaths, but he ignored it.
“True,” Dream nodded, opening the door for George. -
Gold shuddered, trying to get his shaking under control at the same time he was trying to stop his panic attack. Gold covered his face again and curled up, leaning slightly to the side.
George smiled, rolling his eyes as he walked by Dream. "I can open the door myself, Dream." He said with a laugh. -
“Hey, Gold, keep breathing with me, please,” Skeppy said.
“But I can open it for you,” Dream said with a small smile. He grabbed George’s hand and started heading to the throne room to look for Tommy. -
"Why?" Gold asked, curling tighter. "What's it matter? I'm just gonna break down again."
George shook his head, laughing a little. "So nice of you." He said, tilting his head a little. He hummed quietly, thinking of what was soon to come. Hopefully, this visit went smoothly... -
“We’ll cross rhat bridge when we get there, but for now, please breathe,” Skeppy said.
Dream nodded. They eventually made it to the throne room, Tommy being in there.
“GOGY-“ George yelled. -
"I am..." Gold mumbled, rolling onto his back. "I am still breathing..."
George smiled. "Hi, Tommy!" He sighed and squeezed Dream's hand. "Dream and I are going to deliver some letters to Kinoko. We're gonna be gone for at least a day. Can you handle the kingdom by yourself?" -
“Deep breaths, Gold,” Skeppy said quietly.
Tommy furrowed his eyebrows. “What? What for?”
Dream bit his tounge. -
Gold whimpered, covering his eyes. "Why? I'm fine now..." He felt like he was being babied and he didn't like that.
"I want to make a treaty with both Karl and Quackity. I think they're both in Kinoko and figured I'd deliver the letters myself."
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