I fucking hate it when people take their bad day out on you. We all get low days and have bad stuff happen to us, but most of us don’t then decide to lash out at the people closest to us to make us feel better, ya know?
Akrona quietly walked through the halls of the ship with a smile and light spring in her step. She made her way to the galley and found Vette rummaging through the compartments.
Taking a few more steps toward Vette, Akrona tapped her on the shoulder. “What—”
“GAH!” Vette nearly jumped out of her skin, her lekku curled, and the bags she retrieved from the cabinets flew out of her hand. Spinning around as the bags fells around and behind her, Vette’s lekku unfurled themselves as she tried to collect her breathing. “Don’t scare me like that!”
“I’m sorry,” Akrona giggled, “I didn’t mean to frighten you.”
“You Sith and your quiet, sneaky ways…” Vette muttered under her breath, recollecting the bags, setting them aside, and went over to the conservator.
Akrona made her way to the water heater, starting it up before looking for the tins of loose tea leaves and two cups. “What are you doing so late anyway?”
“Huh?” Vette looked over the conservator door she had opened. “Oh!” She closed the door and bounced up to Akrona’s side. “Slumber party!”
I’ll pretty much disappear until April 4th. Because exams, you know the deal :’D I have a queue set up actually my entire blog runs on queue? always?? just in case you didn’t know but I won’t be online. Meaning: please don’t be offended/confused when answers to messages come like a week late now^^‘
Ok, this took too long, I kept changing things. So ok, I guess a part 5 is coming. #sorry/not sorry
Dean moved quickly to his
brother’s side. Sam groaned and sat up
slowly, holding his head.
“Uhhhh, what the hell
happened?” He kept his head lowered,
eyes squeezed shut, hair hanging down over his face. He was sweating profusely.
“Well, there’s kind of a lot
to explain. Maybe you can start by
telling me how you became possessed by a demon?” Dean tried to stay calm, and not
to sound irritated, but all Sam heard was disgust (and maybe even a little
fear?) in his brother’s voice.
Sam sighed heavily.
“Not a real demon, Dean. Rowena set it up so I would experience all of
the effects of being possessed, without actually being possessed.” Sam was still looking down, and it was
starting to irritate the older Winchester.
“Not a real- Sam, I knocked
you to the ground so hard I cracked your skull!”
“Yeah Dean, I know. I can still kinda feel it.” He finally looked up at Dean, letting go of
his head. Dean gasped and placed a hand
to his mouth.
“Holy shit, Sam…”
“Is it that bad?” Sam
actually laughed a little.
Sam had a knot the size of a
tennis ball, and it was dripping with streaks of blood.
“Dude, we need to get you
cleaned up. And some ice. And probably some pain pills too.”
“Yeah, I’m good with all
that.” Sam winced as he tried to get off of the bed.
“Seriously Sam, just stay
there.” Dean rolled his eyes and held
his hand out across Sam’s chest, trying to keep him where he was.
Sam exhaled sharply at the
pain he felt, and nodded slightly to his brother.
Dean left the room and
returned quickly with a washcloth and an ice pack. Despite Sam’s protests that he could do it
himself, Dean gently cleaned up his brother.
“Here, take these while I
clean you up.”
Sam swallowed the pills Dean
gave him, and leaned back, allowing Dean to take care of his injury.
“Seriously Sam, Rowena?” Dean
Sam smiled, “Yeah Dean.
Rowena. She’s pretty great.”
“She’s pretty gr-“ Dean
stopped dabbing at Sam’s wound, staring at his brother. “What?”
Sam laughed again, wincing
when the pain hit his head.
“Yeah Dean, I like her. She’s nice.
She’s been teaching me things.
Can you imagine? Can you imagine
what I can do on a hunt with this kind of ability? She says I have power deep within me, Dean.”
Sam inhaled sharply, wincing as Dean returned to cleaning him up.
“She’s nice?” Dean could not believe what he was hearing. But Sam ignored Dean’s question.
“Maybe I can turn this into something
good. I know I’m a freak, Dean, but
maybe I can be a good, powerful, useful freak.”
Dean immediately stopped and put Sam’s face in his hand.
“Dude. Sam, shut up. You are not a freak. We’ve talked about this.”
“You know what I mean Dean,
At that moment, Rowena came
waltzing around the corner. Dean jumped.
“Damn it Rowena, stop that!”
Rowena just laughed.
“I need to borrow Sam for a
wee bit, alrighty dear?”
“Wait, like right now? I’m still - ”
But Sam got off the bed and
walked toward Rowena.
“We can trust her Dean,
ok? She’s going to teach me.”
Dean was completely confused
by what was going on right in front of his eyes.
“Alrighty then, I’ll have him
back in two shakes.”
Sam smiled at his brother and
turned to Rowena. And before his eyes,
Sam and Rowena just disappeared.
Dean stared at the empty room
before him and gawked and what had just happened.
“What the hell is going on
@sille1992 - Skeptical Scully was right to be skeptical. My apologies…
Mexico is going through a lot lately and to make things worse, there was a school shooting in Monterrey yesterday, which is not very common here in Mexico (I think this is our fist recorded school shooting). We have a problem with our gas, our economy, the government, and now schools are freaking out too. I know that if these problems were happing anywhere else, it would be everywhere. All I ask is to keep us in your thoughts and help spread awareness about this. thank u