AN: And so, here we go! This is the beginning of 31 days of prompts from beccadrawsstuff's Theme-A-Day calendar!
First off: Tucker and Sam in Bruises.
She was always covered in band-aids these days. There wasn't any choice, really; if her parents saw them, they'd fly into a panic and start a witch hunt against whoever dared hurt their daughter. Her grandmother was shrewd, and would see through any lies she tried to pass off.
So she changed the coverings daily, making sure that no sign of the black and blue skin could peek out and expose her activities, her other life. The one thing she couldn't risk them finding out about, because it wasn't only her neck on the line, and she would never risk exposing Danny so carelessly.
Sam glared down at the band-aids, feeling like a mummy blanketed in secrets.
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He was always wearing long sleeves, so it was easier to keep his mother complacent, giving out excuses of late night LAN parties and sleepovers at the Fentons. She gave out her scoldings, but thankfully let him be.
He didn't tend to pay them much attention; as the tech guy, he got off pretty lucky. Luckier than Sam or Danny anyway. But he had his moments, his screw-ups; so he bore the marks of their struggles as well. However, he looked on them with a sort of pride. They were marks of bravery, signs that he'd suffered alongside his best friends rather than let them fight things out on their own.
Tucker pulled his sleeve back down, wandering downstairs to see if dinner was ready yet.
Because Danny isn't the only one to walk away from battle with a few souvenirs. I hope you enjoyed!~