Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Bad groaned, leaning his head back against the wall. "I-I sure I'm fine. It's probably nothing." Bad closed his eyes again, the burning pain getting worse.
"Skeppy, no. I carry that poison. It'll kill in minutes. With a demon, maybe 30 minutes at the least. An hour at the most. I need a healing potion, but I think I left my bag with Lem. It just gets worse the more time passes. Bad, when did you get cut? Bad, look at me. Please." Gold said, looking at Bad's cut nervously.
"Dream, tell me. You seem upset about something." George said, tilting his head to the side. -
(The fact that Bad ignored tat Gold just swore says how badly he's hurt.)
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"I'll go grab the potion," Skeppy stated, jumping to his feet and running off, jumping over the fence. Onc he got back to the clearing, he looked around, calling Lemon's name.
"I'm fine, seriously," Dream said, ruffling George's hair gently. -
Lemon flicked xeir ears back. "Skeppy?" Xey asked, turning around. "Skeppy? What's wrong?" Xey asked, running towards the other man.
Bad groaned. He winced and started panting. "Go-gold?? Whe-ere's Ske-keppy?"
Gold glanced up into the demon's face. "He's getting something for me real quick. He'll be back soon. I promise." Gold shuddered, tapping the cut on Bad's hand.
George smiled, laying his head back down on Dream's chest. "If you say so." -
"Bad got cut by this poisonous blade and now he's gonna die, and he says you have a potion for it?" Skeppy asked frantically.
"Mhm," Dream replied, laying his head atop of George's. -
"Skeppy!! Calm down. Bad's hurt and he needs a potion?" Lemon shook xeir head, trying to understand. "Who told you I have a potion? I don't carry poisons or potions."
Bad shifted, groaning again. "Wh-why?? Wha-at's he ge-getting?"
Gold sighed. "Bad, hush. He's getting a potion to help you."
George smiled and wrapped his arms around Dream's torso. He closed his eyes, listening to the sound of Dream's breathing. -
"Gold told me! Bad got cut by something poisonous, and Gold said he's gonna die in a few minutes-" Skeppy took a breath. "He says you have a potion that could help him."
Dream blushed, looking down at George for a moment before putting his head on top of the brunettes again. He watched out for anyone, being ready to put his mask back on. -
"This is Gold's. He carries potions." Lemon said, gesturing to the bag strapped on xeir shoulder. "What kind of poison? Actually, just show me where Gold and Bad are." Xey looked up. "It's getting dark. Why would Gold go off with you and Bad? Especially here?"
Bad sighed weakly. He watched Gold, the boy's figure slightly blurry.
Gold whimpered. "Bad, please don't die. Please."
George sighed. "Why are you so tense, Dream?" -
Skeppy shook his head, running back towards where Bad and Gold were.
"I'm not any different than usual," Dream stated. -
Lemon followed Skeppy, instantly realizing where he was going. "The old alley. Near his old house." Xey muttered, glancing around uneasily.
Bad groaned louder, shifting again. "It ... it hurts, Go-gold." He inhaled sharply, gasping weakly.
Gold pressed his fingers against Bad's neck. He took the demon's pulse, biting his lip nervously. "I know, Bad, I know. Skeppy should be back soon. I hope." He added, glancing nervously at the fence.
"So, you're always this tense? How haven't I noticed this before?" George asked, humming quietly. -
Skeppy jumped over the fence, waiting for Lemon to do the same before coming back to Bad. "Bad? Bad, are you okay?"
"We've never been this.. close," Dream stated. -
Lemon glanced at Bad, then at Gold. "What the f**k did you do??"
Bad whined. "Ske-keppy......" He gasped weakly, moaning in pain. "Skeeeeeppy... Do-don't le-leave me."
Gold sighed. "I didn't do anything!!! He took my father's amulet and it has a poisoned blade on the side. You know that poison I carry? The one that kills everything in minutes? That's what's on the blade. Also, Skeppy, if Bad dies, would you die too? Because isn't he technically immortal? Like he can't die unless you do?" Gold asked, looking up from the demon over to Skeppy.
"True. Do you not like it?" George asked, pulling away. -
"I won't Bad, I won't," Skeppy said quietly, pausing for a moment when Gold said that. "There's no if, Bad's not going to die!"
Dream frowned when George pulled away. "No- No, I like it." -
Lemon sighed. "I don't know what you need, Gold. Take your bag and find it." Xey said, swinging the bag off xeir shoulder and placing it next to Gold.
Bad moaned, shuddering in pain. He tried to focus on Skeppy's face, but everything was becoming blurry. He whined quietly, reaching out for Skeppy.
Gold shuddered again, looking through his bag. "Skeppy, I'm not sure how much time he has left. He never told me when he got cut." He cursed rapidly in Spanish. "It has to be here!!!!"
George smiled. "Then there's no reason for you to be tense, Dream." He said quietly, gently slipping his arms around Dream again, laying his head down on the taller man's chest. -
"Hey, Bad, it's okay," Skeppy said, moving to Bad's other side and sitting next to him, gently grabbing his hand.
"I'm just making sure no one sneaks up on us," Dream stated.
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