Thomas listened bored at the tirade Duck was having. He looked at the clock. He already had been there for an hour. Apparently Diesel somehow put toothpaste in his oreos and now he was angry about it.
"So… that's what happened?"
"Yes! Weren't you listening?"Duck asked annoyed.
"Yes I was… unfortunately."He said under his breath. "Anyways? Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I want to get back at him!" He said dramatically. Thomas perked up at this.
"Really?"He smirked. "Is that the great western way?"
"Well no."He snickered. "But I'm sure doing things the Thomas way for once will be forgiven."
"Okay so this is what you do."He conspired. whispering a prank back.
Ducks eyes lit up at this. "Thanks! I knew you'd have something." Soon tea time was over and it was time for Thomas to leave. He said goodbye to Duck and left feeling a lot lighter than before. But curiously the hairs on his neck stood up. He was being followed.
He looked around but couldn't see anyone, so shrugged it off and kept going. He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was around 5. He had missed his checkup with Edward today! Well it was too late to go now so he figured he'd be alright.
A hand touched his shoulder making him yelp and whip around to punch the person. A tanned hand caught his fist. "James!
"What are you doing walking around like you have nowhere to be? Tidmouth is needed in the bosses office."
"All of us?"He asked confused.
"Yes! But it didn't sound urgent."He shrugged. "C'mon! I swear, you're just as slow as Edward these days."
He was pulled along to the office of Sir topham hatt and noticed that everyone was there. They were the last ones. Mindless chatter ensued until he called for attention.
"As you know, You have been under my care for plenty of years. And I feel that it is time for you to take a break." Collective sighs of relief sounded throughout the room. "You have time to decide when and what your vacation is going to be so choose wisely. That is all."
They walked out the office and the chattering started again, this time ideas were thrown around. The younger magicals wanted to do something like a sleepover, but the older ones thought they should do an activity more sophisticated.
"Honestly Percy, a sleepover?"Gordon sneered rolling his eyes. "We have the chance to do anything and you suggest something so childish?"
At seeing Percy's pout Thomas started to tease him."Oh what do you know about fun?" He snickered. "You're just an old fusspot is all!" Emily snorted in agreement.
"Don't worry Percy!" Emily reassured. "We'll have a sleepover with you instead." This cheered him up greatly. But Thomas felt his heart flutter.
He stopped at this,the smile dropping from his face. But then it started to beat normally again so he kept walking with the group. Soon they had separated and he was walking with James curiously.
"James, you've been following me the whole day. Why?" He asked. "It's honestly been creeping me out."
"Because, you are gonna get yourself killed one day. You're a trouble magnet."He lied. Truth is he's been worried all day.
His heart started to race but he ignored it. "I'm not." He said rolling his eyes.
"Really? How many times has Edward had to patch you up for doing something stupid? How many times do you end up hurting yourself worse? How many times have you been the only casualty during missions?" He asked coldly. "You were even hurt when we found you."
Thomas looked up at the red haired man angrily. "What's your problem?!"He growled. "You've been following me all day and insulting me! And I've been trying to be polite but you are just bringing up things like that!"He spat out in disgust at the day he was found.
"I can't help all the times I've been hurt. I've never been able to help it. But I do learn from my mistakes asshole."Everything swayed. He was seeing double. His health problems finally caught up to him today.
"One day you'll be hurt beyond repair."James murmered. "You have a hero complex bigger than Gordon's ego."
"I'll be fine."He breathed out, talking more to himself than James. But it felt like his lungs didn't want to work. 'No this can't be happening' He thought panicking.
"I'm just going to sit down for a bit."He wheezed softly sliding down the wall. James looked at him in alarm.
"Thomas?! What's wrong?!"James worried.
He grit his teeth at the burning pain that shot it's way through his chest. "Edward… an attack… I need him." He coughed. He could feel sweat dripping down his forehead.
James scooped him up frightened and practically ran to the clinic. Edward was just about to change shifts when he saw Thomas and immediately got to work. He played his semi-conscious body on the bed and prepared a drip for him. The ice magic flowed through his blood stream cooling down his heart.
He stared as Thomas' breathing evened out slowly. Edward had tucked him in softly. "He'll be alright. Just weak for a few days."He explained.
Thomas opened his eyes. "Hnn Edward… m'sorry."He slurred.
"No apologies needed little brother."He comforted.
"Thomas… I-"James shut his mouth blushing. "I'm sorry for what I said before."
But Thomas was already asleep. Softly snoring and peaceful.
