Ohhaaaaii~ This is my second SplendidxFlippy fic on this site (well, my first one with a plot anyway! XD) Um! A couple things to say before we get started! First off, This WILL be a YAOI (BoyxBoy, Shounen-ai, Boys Love.) So If you don't like it, kindly click the back button :3 Another thing: Almost all the characters in this fic are HUMAN (and in collage o3o)
WARNING(S) : Yaoi, Gore/Violence, Humanized Happy Tree Friends, self-harm, Dissociative identity disorder!Schizophrenic!Flippy, possible drug-use, possible attempted suicide, homophobic bullying and child abuse
PAIRING(S) (As of now, more might be added/edited as the story progresses): SplendidxFlippy, GigglesxCuddlesxToothy (I'm not sure who I'm going to pair Cuddles with yet), LumpyxRussel, HandyxPetunia.
Mmkay, that's it! Without further ado, Enjoy chapter one of Always in a Dream
Always in a Dream Ch. 1
Flippy groaned and grit his teeth together in frustration, and bit back the urge to scream, letting his pale fingers tangle in his vibrant, green hair.
They.
Wouldn't.
Shut.
Up.
Then again, the voices never really did shut up, they were always there, always whispering or sometimes screaming at him, telling him to let them free, to allow them to control him, to hurt, maim, injure and, murder. And sometimes, he messed up, accidently letting his control slip, and they did control him and have almost killed.
The voices grew in intensity and volume until they were screaming shrilly at him, Flippy shuddered and tugged harshly at his hair, hoping the pain would quell the voices, at least until the lesson was over. No such luck, the voices continued to howl, telling him to take the blue mechanical pencil lying on his desk and stab the nearest person in the eye with it. He twisted around to glare at the nearest person, who happened to be Toothy, causing the smaller, purple-haired boy to squeak in fright and shift his chair father away from Flippy.
This caused a crescendo in the voices, the voices now deafeningly loud, causing a migraine, only adding to chaos in the teenager's head. Flippy hissed in pain and grudgingly raised his hand, gaining the attention of nearly the entire class. He sighed as the whisperings started and glared venomously at the few classmates that dared to point.
The teacher cleared his throat and smiled kindly at the teen, "Is there something you need Flippy?" the teacher questioned, the smile still plastered on his face. Flippy coughed and winced at the throbbing pain it sent through his aching head. "…I'm not feeling well…" He said through gritted teeth, "Can I go to the nurse…?" The teacher nodded sympathetically "Go ahead, I'll write a pass." as the teacher turned around to look for a scrap of paper and a pen, a crumpled piece of paper landed in front of him. Scowling, the green-haired boy unfolded it and read the messy, barely legible scrawl. "Haha, is it "the voices" again faggot? Do use a favor and say thank you to them!"
Scowl widening he turned around to find the twins, Lifty and Shifty, snickering. Ignoring the voices telling him to rip their throats out, he simply glared, gave them the finger and mouthed "Fuck you." He turned back around to see the teacher holding a slip of paper to him "Hope you feel better!" he said smiling. "….yeah…" Flippy muttered before grabbing the paper and dashing out the door.
Panting, he ran through the hallways, not giving a damn about who he knocked over in the process, he needed to be alone, in a room preferably in a room with a lock on it, thankfully the nurses bathroom had just that. After sprinting up a flight of stairs, he finally made it to the nurse's office. He threw open the door and mumbled a quick greeting to the nurse, practically throwing his pass at the stunned woman before dashing into the bathroom.
Sighing in relief, he slumped down against the wall and with shaking hands, reached into his pocket to pull out the Swiss army knife that he kept with at him at all times. He growled in irritation at the voices, now telling him to go slit the nurse's stomach open and strangle her with her intestines.
Sighing once more, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing wrists covered in both scars and fresh scabs alike. Blood usually bought him a moment's peace and quenched the voices bloodlust, and he would not go cut another person, due it being considered assault, and could cause him to lose control, so, he used himself.
Flicking the blade open, his pressed it against his wrist and slashed, biting down on his lip to stop himself from crying out, he brought the blade down again and again. Emerald-green eyes watched with a sick kind of satisfaction as rivers of scarlet ran down his arms, cascading over his pale arms and staining his shirt. He'd worry about cleaning up later, for now all that mattered was blood. The rich scarlet hue soaking everything and spilling onto the cold tiles of the bathroom, Flippy let his eyes close, and his head loll back onto the wall behind him, enjoying the rare moment of silence. Which was when of course, the door was thrown open, jolting Flippy out of his stupor. A boy stood before him, with messy navy blue hair, a pair of thin, black framed glasses that were knocked slightly askew perched on his nose and the teen's vibrant blue eyes were wide with surprise. Just his fucking luck.
SFSFSFSFSFSFSFSFSF
Splendid stared in absolute horror at the sight before him, sky-blue eyes widening in shock, and his mouth going slack. A boy, around his age, maybe a little older was slumped against the wall, covered in blood, which he assumed to be the boy's. He rushed over and knelt beside the boy, wincing at the sticky feel of the blood as it soaked through his jeans.
"Hey! Dude! W-what the fuck! Are you okay?" he asked franticly, ignoring the boy's mutters of "No!" and "Get the hell away from me!" or "I'm fine!" He scoffed at that last one, "You sure as hell don't look fine!" He remarked, taking in the other disheveled, bloody appearance. This caused the boy to scowl and glare at him through half-lidded eyes, which Splendid noted were a vibrant green. "L-look! I'll uh….I'll go get the nurse!" he stammered, unsure of what to do in this situation, after all, it's not every day when you find a fellow student bleeding on the floor of the nurses bathroom.
Splendid was about to get up to act on his words when he felt the boy grab onto the sleeve of his shirt. "Don't you fuckin' dare!" he hissed through clenched teeth, in obvious pain, due to the still-bleeding cuts covering his arm. "W-whoa there dude, calm down! Okay, okay….but you need to get cleaned up." The boy huffed at that and looked away, crossing his arms across his chest defensively, and then wincing in pain.
The blue-haired teen sighed and patted the other's head, ruffling the greenette's hair. This action earning a growl and a scowl from the boy still slumped down against the wall. Rising to his feet, Splendid grimaced at the sticky, wet feeling as his now soaked jeans clung to his legs awkwardly around the shins; he made his way over to the small first aid kit hanging on the wall
After retrieving the kit, he knelt down so he was facing the other and gasped. The damage looked just a bad up close, deep gashes, some of which were still bleeding, marred the boys pale skin, and through the blood he could make out the faint outlines of scars from previous sessions. "What the hell…?" The hero breathed, voice barely a whisper as he looked up from his inspection to stare in disbelief at the other boy.
The boy looked away, refusing to meet his gaze and muttered a short "…None of your business." Splendid sighed; it looked like the other wasn't much of a talker. "Mmkay," Splendid agreed offhandedly "Let's get you cleaned up shall we?" he asked with a grin. He stood up once more and crossed the room to the paper towel dispenser and tore off several longish pieces, he figured he'd need quite a few, considering the amount of blood everywhere.
After running a few of the towels under warm water, he returned to the other teenager, who had shifted himself into a more comfortable position and was watching him intently. Flashing him a wide grin, Splendid knelt down in front of him and gently grabbed the boy's hand, pulling his arm toward him, muttering a quick apology when the other hissed in pain. "Sorry….this might hurt a bit…." He warned before pressing one of the damp towels to the others wrist. He winced at the pained moan that escaped the boy's lips as he ran the towel in gentle, rhythmic strokes down the other's arm, effectively cleaning most of the blood off.
"There we go~" he said, ruffling the boys hair, earning another half-hearted growl from the other teenager. "We're almost done, I just need to clean the wounds, we don't want them to get infected!" he continued with the mostly one-sided conversation as he reached for the bottle of peroxide and poured some on one of the un-soiled towels.
He wrinkled his nose at the harsh scent of the alcohol as he readied the now damp towel. "Okay….uh….this is going to sting…a lot, given how many cuts are covering your arm….sorry" he apologized, the boy simply grunted in response and bit his lip. Splendid took this a signal to go ahead and do it, so that's just what he did.
Much like before, he brought the towel down and wiped it across the other boy's arm in one smooth stroke, running his fingers through the other's light green hair in a comforting gesture when the other gasped in pain. The wounds were now foaming, the peroxide doing its job and killing any bacteria that managed to get into the gashes. Splendid winced in sympathy; he could only imagine how much that hurt.
"Hah, I bet you're glad that's over? That's my least favorite part. Now I just need to bandage you up and we're good to go." Splendid said, laughing nervously as he reached for the gauze. "So….what's your name anyways, we never did get a proper introduction…" He asked as he unwound the gauze from its roll and started wrapping it carefully around the boy's wrist. The boy mumbled something unintelligible, "Sorry….Didn't quite catch that." Splendid said, grinning. "…Flippy…my name is Flippy…" The boy said again, louder this time. "Flippy, huh? That's a nice name~" Splendid remarked, tearing off the bandage with his teeth and tying it off. "Is it too tight? Too loose?" He asked as Flippy flexed his arm and stretched his fingers, wincing slightly at the pain moving caused.
"….Its fine…." Flippy muttered, scratching lightly at the fresh bandages. "…So…What are you a medical student or something…?" Flippy asked, staring intently at him, green eyes full of thinly veiled curiosity. Splendid laughed softly, the tips of his ears going red at the attention. "Uh…no, I have and older brother who gets into fights a lot and really clumsy little sister…so I guess I've just picked it up…" He explained, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly and grinning at the green-haired boy.
Flippy nodded shortly and made to push himself up off the ground, but fell down slightly as his arm buckled under him, but still managing to rise to his feet after Splendid offered a hand. "…Thank you…" he muttered, and felt his face go warm, as he said his next words; it wasn't like him to show gratitude, or care about a fellow classmate. "….What was your name…? You never told me yours…it's only fair..." Flippy mumbled, trying to sound indifferent. The bluette laughed, a loud, ringing sound and grinned at him "No problem, really~ and my name is Splendid! I'm the hero!" "Splendid" exclaimed, flashing Flippy a double thumbs up and a grin.
Flippy simply raised an eyebrow at that, "Okay….anyway, I'd better get back to class," Flippy remarked as the bell rang, "Thanks again….Splendid…" he said as he reached for the door handle. "Wait!" Flippy stopped short and turned around to stare curiously at the self-proclaimed 'hero'. "Uh! Y-you'll need to change those bandages once every two days until the wounds are fully healed, or the bandages will fester and infect the wounds…" Splendid said, and Flippy thought he saw a slight flush on the other's tanned face.
Flippy nodded once in confirmation and opened the door, raising his hand in a parting gesture and walked out of the nurse's office. It was only until he was half-way to biology when he realized that the voices hadn't said a word since Splendid had burst into the nurse's office. "Hello there….miss me…? I see you've made a new friend…" A low, deep voice drawled inside his head. Well fuck, it sounded like all the voices had manifested into one, and it defiantly wasn't a conscience, far, far from that.
Wooo~ End of the first chapter! And, I decided to make this a multi-chapter story, which is why it isn't posted in The Veteran and the Hero so, yuuup. I already have the second chapter almost done, so keep a look out for it! w Also! Tell me what you think! I'm open to any criticism/suggestions you have! :3
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