For @snowbaz-feda day 29. Baz takes care of Simon, and Simon accuses Baz of plotting.
I didn’t want to go off and kill them all, I thought I could
fight the beasts and chase them away, but there are too many of them and none
of my spells are coming out right and there are cuts across my body where
they’ve slashed me with their claws and I can’t. I can’t fight them. The sword
drops from my hand, the magic spills over, and I feel the explosion at the same
moment I hit the ground.
Snow barely makes it through the door and to his bed before he
collapses, his upper body slumped across the bed with the rest of him still
hanging off it, knees scraping the floor. I wait for him to heave himself the
rest of the way up, but he doesn’t move. I can smell blood, and his shirt is
torn in a few places.
I ignore the sensation of my fangs filling my mouth and
cautiously step closer.
There’s no answer, not even a groan, and he’s still not moving.
I take in the dishevelled state of his hair and the scars on his back, visible
through the tears in the fabric of his shirt, and I forget all about keeping my
distance and rush to his side. I grab his wrist.
There’s a pulse, but it’s slow and irregular, and he seems to be
struggling to breathe.
Up close the smell of blood is stronger, and I can see that he’s
unconscious. Whatever it was has seriously hurt him. He starts to slump back
towards the ground and I catch him with an arm around his shoulders. I try to
figure out how to move him onto the bed with the least physical contact
possible. In the end, I scoop him up with my other arm under his knees, and I
try not to hold him too close as I lift him up and gently lay him on his back
on the bed.
I take out my wand and spell away the tattered remains of his
shirt, dropping them onto the floor for him to deal with later. There are cuts
and wounds all over his chest, some bleeding quite badly, and his face looks
pale underneath all the blood and grime and he looks like he could be dead.
There’s a strange ache in the pit of my stomach, and I won’t pretend I don’t
know what it is. (It’s the feeling of seeing the one you love close to death,
and realising how close you are to losing him.)
I cast every healing spell I can think of, repeating them over
and over, until the scars finally start to shrink and the colour returns to his
Wilford Warfstache: Pineapple and Ham pizza. Literally because he’s chaotic and loves it because Mark can’t stand it. But also because he always has to eat something sweet. The man practically runs on sugar.
Bing: Super Rad 4 Meat pizza, broski. So sick! Freaking bacon and ham dude. Check out this sweet kick flip!
The Googles: Vegetarian pizza, with spinach and mushrooms. Although Oliver picks off everything and just likes plain cheese pizza (especially with stuffed crust).
Bim Trimmer: Pepperoni deep dish pizza all the way. He also prefers a darker brown crust and slightly burnt cheese that reminds him of the times he’d get pizza after recording a late night for the old game show network he worked for.
Ed Edgar: Barbecue Chicken Ranch pizza. Just like his momma used to make! A dash o’ spice and savor with a lot of flavor. He’s a sucker for anything with ranch on it.
The Host: Supreme pizza. He enjoys being able to recognize all of the different flavors and components of a well made pizza and discern them for himself. But he absolutely hates green pepper.
Silver Shepherd: Sausage and stuffed crust pizza. He can’t help but enjoy pulling the cheese out of the crust and eating it first.
The Jims: Half Sausage, Half Pepperoni pizza. Those two boys can never seem to agree on anything, and that doesn’t change when it comes to pizza either.
King Of The Squirrels/Yandere: Extra Cheese pizza with stuffed crust and golden brown edges. These two are little kids at heart and love any and everything with cheese. And when given the chance, share with Oliver, because he hates the vegetarian pizza the other Googles like so much.
Dark: Nothing..? He refuses to admit he actually eats or partakes in humanesque activities such as gluttony, but he secretly has a soft spot in his heart for a warm slice of supreme pizza with extra olives.
Antisepticeye: Pinepple Ham Bacon pizza. Anti has been known to kick in every now and then when it’s pizza night for Sean and Signe. He can’t help himself. He usually hates mortal food, but that damn pizza is fantastic!
I had too much banana milk and I saw this amazing picture of this 80s guy wearing a shirt with this text and holding a cockatoo and all I could think of was maglor… in whatever universe, to me, maglor would be this… the luxury chemise guy