( : / / www . dhgate product / two - colors - sexy - bathing - suits - ladies - halter / 141514815 . html ) is Jackie's bathing suit just take out the spaces ;)
This is more of an extra chapter or two that more or less fits in. Something like a bit of comic relief? Ha ha ... sorta. I won't ask reviews for these chapters just because I HAD to add 'HIM' in somewhere :3
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The sun ruthlessly shines it's unbearably hot, harsh light as I slump over, doing my best to avoid touching the burning hot metal. Why has it been so hot lately? It's killing me! I feel like I'm about to slip right out of my uniform I'm so sweaty and hot and sticky and - UGH just gross in general.
"Ugh ... I hate the heat. Why had it been so hot lately?" I growl, aggravated by the sun's persistent visits and particularly bright ones. Ew ... sun.
"H-hey Jackie ... " Atticus says as he trudges over, sweat falling down his face as he breathes a little heavy. Awe ... I guess Germany is known for their colder weather and not as hot summers. I'll bet he's not used to this kind of thing at all.
"Ha. You look like you're melting." I breathe out a grin, trying to fight through the sweat plastering my clothes to my body. UGH I feel gross ...
"Melting? I sure feel like it," he laughs. He walks over with wobbly steps, still sweating but manages to have an adorable smile. My eyes fall over the drinks in his hands, immediately lusting after the cold looking drinks. Oh he's not leaving until he gives up at least one to me I've just decided.
"I came to bring you some drinks, I sure hope they're still cold-how did the ice melt that fast?!" He shouts, staring open mouthed at the empty drinks. "I put ice cubes in them ten minutes ago!"
"When ice melts that fast it's too hot to work." I heavily sigh and slip out from the ride, walking up to him. "I need to change out of this sauna. Let's go back to the apartment."
"Jackie~," Boris's voice purrs before a heavy sweaty form leans on my back. Immediately all the sweat I was trying to avoid soaks into my clothes, leaving a large mark of moisture on it. EW! I bulk forward, gently elbowing his side as a warning to get off.
"No touching! It's too hot for hugs!" I sourly growl, immediately shaking the feline off.
"Boo~ then come to the pool with me!" He says, immediately brightening up with his infamous Cheshire grin. Swimming? That's right, we have a pool don't we? I've never really worked there myself since I'm not too into the pool area but that sounds amazing.
"Huh ... that doesn't sound too bad." I smile as I imagine the cold water on my skin instead of the sweat. That sounds like a much better option than working and sweating like a pig.
"And you too." Boris grins as he yanks Atticus over. Atti jumps
"Whoa-! Ah, alright ... !?" He says, a bit shaky. I excitedly grin and look over Atticus. He'll like swimming I'm sure.
"Cool. I'll go get my suit on. Atticus, you don't have a swimsuit right?" I ask, looking to him. He came in his Nazi uniform so I doubt he will have the swimwear for it but we can buy him a pair. He stares at me as if I have three heads, slowly blinking before sheepishly tilting his head.
" ... what's a pool?" He asks, clearly confused. I chuckle at his reaction and shake my head. Ah~ they probably didn't really have pools in Germany in their time period. But that's alright; maybe this is the male bonding time between Boris and Atticus that is destined to happen.
"Boris, go take him to the shop for some. I will meet you at the pool." I say before walking off, thinking over which bathing suit to wear.
ATTICUS'S POV
"We're going to have some fun." Boris evilly grins, cracking his knuckles as my eyes widen a tad. I glance over to Jackie's swaying figure, pleading with my mind for her to come back. Please don't leave me with him. Jackie ... Help me~!
"Well, let's go shrimp!" Boris shouts, hooking an arm around my shoulders and yanking me around. "We'll pick out a suit so you look real~ nice. Not as good as me but ... Heeeeee~," Boris's eyes turn distant a he stares at the store nearby. "I can't wait to see her in a swimsuit~,"
"Swimsuit? Why do you look forward to Jackie being in a swimsuit?" I blink, struggling to come up with a reasonable reason why he would look forward to seeing Jackie in different clothes.
"Ha! So excited~ she's going to be looking rockin'!" Boris grins before shoving me inside and into the swim suit department. "Hurry up and choose. I want to be at the pool when she gets there." He growls before his voice turns mushy, his tail flickering excitedly.
"What? B-but I never wore any sort of clothing like these before! How am I supposed to chose?!" I say, frantic as I look at the dozens of choices before me. There are so many I don't know where to start.
"You've never gone swimming before?" He asks, shocked. "Do you even know how to swim?"
"Yes, I do, fortunately," my voice falters towards the end as I grow quiet. The first time I swam ... I nearly died. There was so much fire burning on the surface with the oil that - I quickly shake my head, ridding myself of the thought before quietly looking at Boris. I really don't want to have to relive that.
"Ugh here just get these." Boris huffs, annoyed as he throws a pair in my face. I grapple with the swim trunks and pull it off, looking to him in confusion. Boris's ears flatten in irritation before perking back up with a hint of drool on his lip. "Go get changed so we can go."
"Fine ... ," Impatient. I step into the changing room, switching my clothes with the swimtrunks. "Feels ... like boxers."
"Yeah great." Boris says already in a pair of pick boxers with a black cat head on. He grabs my hand and drags me out of the store. Why is he so excited? I don't get it. I stumble in the mad rush, dropping my clothes as he drags me to the pool.
"H-hey, slow down!" I say, reaching back for my clothes before giving up on that plight. He's not going to slow down or let go for anything.
"Ja~ckie in a ba~thing suit yessiree~," the cat hums, "I'm soooo happy he hid her other ones and only left the one for her~," he continues before they finally reach the busy and bustling pool area.
"Uh ... okay?" Atticus says, completely confused. Boris's eyes immediately scan the waters before the edges for Jackie.
"Good she's not here yet." Boris excitedly grins before standing by the entrance for her. I hesitate before standing beside him, curious as to why he's so excited to see Jackie in a swimsuit.
"Exactly what does this swimsuit look like?" I ask, standing beside Boris with a curious look.
"GAH! I'm already drooling!" Boris excitedly smiles.
"Boo~ I think we should have gone with yellow," a smaller guy with mouse ears and a tail says, he too looking in the distance. I jump, startled by the sudden appearance. W-Who is he?
"Did you hide the other suits good?" Boris asks, noticing he is there.
"I strategically placed them so she would not suspect we hid them in purpose yet well enough so she won't find them," the mouse answers back before squeaking, "s-so you're not going to eat me for five time changes right?"
"Yeah," Boris half heartedly says, scanning the crowds.
"And who are you?" I ask, finding a moment to cut in without being rude.
"Chu? Oh, I am pierce Villiers, the sleepy mouse." He sheepishly smiles, giving me his attention.
"A maus? And you're a katze?" I say, looking to Boris. He reluctantly tears his eyes from the road, probably curious about what katze means but puts the pieces together.
"Yeah?"
"But don't cats chase mice?"
"Ha! Finally a foreigner that gets it!" He grins, patting me on the head as if I am a child. "I knew I liked you."
JACKIE'S POV
"Why are you all just standing there?" I ask, spying Boris, Pierce and Atticus standing together at the entrance. Were they all waiting for me? All of them immediately whip around, eyes glued to my short shorts jeans. I carefully study them before rolling my eyes and sliding past them, "if you aren't getting into the pool the I am."
"Where's your bathing suit?" Boris asks, almost disappointed as he looks over my tank top.
"I'm wearing it underneath." I say, slipping my red towel onto an unoccupied lounge chair. My fingers expertly pick at my pant buttons before sliding them off my hips. I glance back over my shoulder, noticing all three furiously flushing.
... Oh I get it.
I turn back around so they can't see my face and grin, slowly shifting my hips as I slide the pants off and to the ground. Oh gosh guys are just too funny. I bend over a little ways, plucking up my shorts and flung them onto the chair before setting my hands to the rim of my shirt, swaying a bit as I slide it off. I snicker at their reaction and toss my tank top onto the chair. I'm glad they're too distracted to pay the scars attention but then again, Boris already knew about them and pierce doesn't pay enough attention.
"M-Mien Gott! Jacks, cover yourself! Why did you undress in public and wear lingerie?!" Atticus shouts, mortified as he tosses his green towel over me and tries to cover me up from the others prying eyes. I struggle to hold in my laughter as I clutch his shoulder, struggling not to explode in laughter. He's just not used to this and I'll bet it's a bit of a culture shock for him.
"Atticus, calm down-!" I say, snorting a chuckle all the way through before covering my mouth.
"This is too much, please get changed!"
"Why? It's not like I have any others," I smile, taking the towel and pushing it against his face, "if it bothers you then just don't look."
"Mmhp!" He cries, stumbling back before removing the towel. I smile, trying to keep up polite ears and be patient with him. He's still learning so it's fine.
"Look, it's hot out and I don't want to be dressed in hot clothing. If you were sweating your butt off wouldn't you want to wear the least amount of clothes possible?" I say, trying to find a reasonable way to explain it to him so he could understand.
"W-Well yeah b-but for a lady-!" He cries, face bright red. I carefully study him before evilly grinning. Oh I can tease him on this one.
"So you're saying because I'm a girl I have to dress head to toe in clothes, letting the heatstroke kill me before I eagle dive off a building?" I say with a playfully dangerous edge to my voice.
"That's not what I ... ! F-Fine, whatever ... ," Atticus glooms before walking off to a happy Gowland serving shaved ice. Oh that's just too funny. He thought I was stripping by the poolside? Didn't he see any of the other faceless women in bathing suits? Hm ... maybe I was a bit too harsh on him.
"Jackie~ lets go swimming!" Boris eagerly ushers before dragging me to the pool.
"Ack! Wait!" I playfully shout as Boris throws me in. The second the cool water touches my skin instant relief washes through me. Ah~ so nice! I pop up through the water, grinning at the cat as I pretend to swoon back. "Agh~!"
"Haha!" Boris laughs before I splash water on him and grab his tail.
"YOW!" He shouts before jumping in, not waiting for me to painfully tug on his tail to make him fall in.
ATTICUS'S POV
I stare at Jackie's smiling face, chest tightening as Boris pushes her under the water. My chest hurts ... I glance over to the stand, watching as Pierce happily trots up to Gowland.
"Cheese water ice please." Pierce squeaks with an excited smile, staring at the untouched bin of cheese water ice. Huh. Must not be very popular. Gowland grins and scoops him up some.
"Sure thing!" He boisterously cries watching Boris and Jackie have fun before drifting his eyes over me, "eh? Atticus, why aren't you swimming?"
"Oh ... uh, I don't feel like swimming, I didn't even want to come here in the first place," I admit, casting Jackie a glance.
"Eh? Why not? The pool is a cesspool of ladies~," Gowland grins eyeing up one in particular sunning herself. I sigh before sadly smiling. True, but I don't like looking at women in that sort of light.
"Well, I don't feel like looking at a woman wearing something so ... obscene. And-"
"Atticus, come over and swim!" Jackie calls out. My blood freezes over before I pick up the snow cone from Gowland and pour a strange cheesy smelling liquid on it. I need to distract myself. If I don't I know I'm going to break and look over and see ... s-see-! I nervously swallow before sticking a stick of string cheese into the water ice and hand it to Pierce. He stares at it, flickering his tail in confusion.
"Here, Pierce, this is what you wanted, nein?" I ask, smiling. He immediately perks up and happily smiles.
"Wah~ thank you, chu!" Pierce cries, taking it and picking up a plastic spoon from the stand.
"Um, Gowland, may I have one too?" I ask, eyeing up the lime one.
"Of course~," he hums, scooping me up some shaves ice and squirting the green flavoring over it.
"You're so nice~ I like you!" Pierce smiles before giving me a hug. I bulk, startled by the show of affection before patting his shoulder.
"Uh, um, you too." I sheepishly say, eyeing the cone of water ice before Gowland hands it to me, "danke."
"Not a problem my friend-oh?" Gowland glances over to the roller coaster. Gowland's face falls to an impossible poker face, catching the attention of a few faceless.
"Allow me to take over for you~," a woman smiles before opening the side door to the shack Mary's in.
"Thank you, darlin'. You know what to do if they come here."
"Yes sir~," she kindly smiles, happily standing in his place as Mary walks out of the pool area with his violin in hand. Huh? Where is he going? Did something happen? I lean back out of Pierce's embrace, scanning the area as a precaution. Why was Gowland acting like that-
"Wahaha! It's the same shade as your hair!" Pierce cheerfully trills and hugs him tighter before letting go. "You're so cute!"
"Wah! C-Cute?!" I shout, startled as an embarrassed flush of heat rushes to my face, "n-no, not cute-!"
"Ha ha! You're more sheepish than I am!" Pierce very lightly teases before letting go, still keeping uncomfortable close though.
"Jackie~!" Boris loudly shouts. I glance over to the pool spying the tail end of Boris tackling her beneath the water with her foot flying in the air before she pops back up after some struggling.
"GAH! Oh you're going to get it now-!" She playfully growls before shoving his head beneath the water, making his arms flail. My chest aches as I turn my back on the two, wolfing down the ice in an attempt to distract myself. I must not look at Jacks that way, I must not look at Jacks that way, I must not -
"It's so cold-!" I shiver as I finish off the snow cone, feeling the dull throbbing of the cold needling my tongue and throat. I heavily breathe, trying to warm up my mouth as I throw the paper cone into the trash.
"Chu~ that must have been cold. Here." Pierce says, kindly offering a small napkin.
"Danke." I pant, rubbing my tongue over the napkin. Ow my head ... never again ...
"Atticus, come swimming-" Jackie starts before stopping short as I turn my head towards a small group of faceless children walking over.
"Play with us!" The little girl beams. I hesitate before kneeling down to their eye level.
"Me? Why?" I ask curiously, surprised that they came and asked me of all people to play with them.
"We wanna go play!" She delightfully cries, tugging on my arm towards the kiddy pool area where there are water guns hooked to the ground and a large play set.
"Alright then, I don't mind, let's play," I kindly smile and the children cheer, immediately pushing me towards the play set.
"Ah ha!" Jackie shouts, catching my attention. I glance over my shoulder spying Boris and Jackie fooling around in the pool before immediately looking away. I really mustn't look. That swimsuit is indecent. What would mutti say if she caught me looking? Even if she isn't here, a mother always knows. I tremble as the kids suddenly swoop in and demand for attention, pushing me towards the water gun arena.
JACKIE'S POV
"Ha! He got sucked into playing with the runts." Boris snickers, pointing to Atticus.
"Hm." I hum, staring after him. Why was he ignoring me? I know he could hear me. My annoyance slowly melts as I watch him get blasted by a few of the water guns the children are playing with, laughing under my breath as he tries to scramble away and get to cover. Well, at least he's having fun.
"And~ UP AND OVER!" Boris shouts, locking his arms around my waist before flipping me back into the water.
"Gah!" I shout, feeling my body become submerged as I worm out of his grasp and pop up to the surface before playfully crying, "cheater, I was distracted!"
"Then you should have looked~," he grins. My cheek twitches into a mischievous smile before I wrestled Boris into the water, losing more than winning in being dunked. My eyes catch sight of some emplyees by the edge with water guns pointed at Boris, dipping their hands down. Oh I get it. I spin around and dip under the water, throwing Boris for a loop as a few faceless in shoot him with water guns. I bolt over to the edge and come up, taking a water gun before joining in.
"Take that!"
"Cheater! You got reinforcements!" Boris playfully growls. He dips beneath the water and swims to me before shooting up, catching my back leg and upper back. I squirm as he lifts me clear out of the water, holding me up almost like a trophy.
"I am the king~!" He playfully shouts as I struggled to get down, all the while laughing at Boris. Oh he's just too funny. I smile and hop out of the water, ignoring Boris's protests before he is caught up in a water gun war with the other faceless. I glance up to the stand, finding a female attendent instead of Gowland. Where did Mary go? I turn around, spying Mary walking back into the pool area with some red splatters on him and a somewhat annoyed expression and his violin. Ha. I'll bet he tried to perform and people threw tomatoes at him or something.
"Hey, Gowland. Why is it so hot here? I didn't know that it could get hotter." I ask, walking up to him. Normally Wonderland's temperature is pretty normal - 70s or 80s really. He glances over, immediately brightening up with a smile.
"Ya don't know? It's April Season."
"April Season?"
"Ya. Oh, that's right! This is your first one. Basically each territory gets their own season and the Amusement Park has Summer this time around." He hums, looking up to the blaring sun as if to emphasize his point.
"Really?" I ask, startled. That's pretty cool, "and the others?"
"Not sure, darlin'. I haven't left yet to scope it out." He says, twitching his head to the side as he catches sight of something.
"That sounds like fun. My break lasts for another few time changes right?" I ask, watching his unchanging face. Did he hear me? "Gowland?"
" 'Course!" Gowland grins, finally giving me his attention before heading off to the water ice stand, "enjoy yourself and be careful, darlin'." I glance back at the sky, deep in thought. I should go explore a bit to see what's happened to Wonderland.
"Cool. Hey, Atti-," I start before catching myself. Nah, I won't bring him. I'll be quick anyway and it looks like he's having fun with those little kids. If he turns ... Gowland will take care of it. And Boris won't shoot him dead because he knows I like Atticus.
"I'm going to leave for a little bit. I'll be back soon." I grin and head over to the lounge chair with my things. I slip on my pants and grab my shirt and towel before briskly leaving, excited to see the changes to Wonderland. After I get a grip on what's going on I'll show Atticus around. I don't want to get stuck in trouble and have him with me. He might get hurt.
I turn the corner toward my apartment and slip inside, quickly changing. I want to leave before Atticus sees me. I kind of want to surprise him when I get to the other territories but I want to check them out first. I slip on a loose jacket and put another pair of short shorts and sneakers on before slipping out.
Hm. The paths are different as well. I wonder where this one will take me. I head off, glad to feel the summer heat cooling down as I head towards the Clock Tower. The paths definitely have changed. There are so many trees now! I'll bet it's like what happened in Clover Country with the lands shifting around. My eyes scan the trees spying arrows of all shapes and sizes pasted onto the trees. Weird ...
I move a little faster as I hear music not too far off. What other territory plays music other than the Amusement Park? My excitement rises a bit as I spy the top of a circus tent. Oh cool! Is the new territory a circus? I step into the clearing, spying a large array of tents and different faceless hurrying to and fro. Wow~ so cool!
Acrobats fly through the air, practicing their sacred arts as eyeless tigers roar in the distance. T-This is so cool! I've never been to a Circus before. My smile broadens as I step in the midst of the tents, weaving in and out as I look for the Role Holder. He should be here, shouldn't he? My eyes catch sight of a red headed man dressed much different from the rest as he waves off a few clowns to continue whatever job was given to them. Well he stands out.
"Hey-," I begin as the tents start to warp and shift. I bulk as iron poles shoot up from the ground and the tent walls fly around me, forming a box formation. W-What the heck? I stumble back, spying the same red head in a Warden's outfit. His malicious grin sends a shiver down my spine. How in the heck did I get here?!
"Well what have we here? A lost little foreigner?" He sweetly smiles, keeping his long whip in hand. W-Who is this? My head snaps up, spying a look alike enter into my field of vision. Identical twins? But they both have eyes, so they both must be Role Holders.
"Hey, Joker, do you think we can capture an intruder?" The one with the longer whip smiles, tapping his chin in playful thought. They know I'm an intruder. Who are these people?
"Why, I don't know Joker. Why don't we try it and find out?" The other man maliciously grins as he gently curls his fingers around the bar and pokes his head in a little closer before sweetly saying, "say, how would you like to be our little toy, Jackie?"
"T-Toy-?!" I bulk as the Warden's horse whip taps beneath my chin, making it sting as he forces me to look him in his single blood red orb. He wears an eye patch like Nightmare.
"Yeah. I like obedient toys. If you misbehave ... actually, let's see what would happen. I'm interested to find out." He grins before snapping his fingers. The bars mold into one another like glue forming a pale red wall that's slightly peeling. The strong scent of alcohol and cigarettes stab at my senses, making my heart stutter with fear.
N-No ... !
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JAY'S POV
"Ugh ... I think I drank too much." I whine, stepping through the creaky door. "Yo mom I'm home." I yawn, stepping inside. I glance off to the side spying Jackie lying motionless on the ground. My eyes widen as I immediately kneel by her side. "S***! Jackie?!"
"Huh. Interesting. It seems her last thoughts of Jay, through her begging for him to help her, have materialized. Heh ... I wonder how Atticus will react?" Two red heads purr as the world around us shift.
"Hey! The f*** are you two?!" I harshly demand, hugging Jackie close as I glare at the trees with large arrows on them. How the hell did we get here?! Jackie groans in pain as her head limply cranes back. Oh man ... I'm tripping over here from what I huffed while Jackie is hurt. S***-!
"Hey..." I pat her cheeks, trying to revive her. Oh man this is bad. Mom really did it this time-!
"Hey, don't worry. I'm taking you to a hospital." I reassure as a bright purple star jumps around Jackie's face. No, no I need to concentrate. I grab her arm and drape her over my back. Thank goodness I'm not so wasted I can't tell where to go. But ... where am I? I blankly stare at all the signs before shaking my head. No use thinking about it now. I'm high as hell and I might as well keep going. I suck in a breath and trudge down the path, keeping a firm yet gentle grip on my sister.
Not even a sound from her ... but, I can feel her breathing on me. I grit my teeth, spying a large open gate before him. The hell? An amusement park? Oh to hell with it they should have a medic here or something.
"Welcome- MISS JACKIE?!" The worker at the ticket booth nearly screeches before coming out and around. My eyes widen as I stumble back, eyes locked to her smooth eye sockets where her face should be. W-where are her eyes?! Oh man I'm hopped up more than I though ...
"T-Two Jackie's? N-never mind that, Atticus! Oh, Atticus! Do come and help me!" She frantically calls out. I sniff, a bit amused. What kind of name is Atticus?
"I've got her. Just tell me when the hospital is." I say, readjusting my hold on her. Oh man is she messed up .. she really needs help this time around.
"Nonsense! He will guide you at the least! Atticus!" She says, calling for Atticus again. I roll my eyes, trying not to think too hard about the eyeless woman. Forget it I'm high so of course I'm going to be seeing some messed up stuff.
"Here, here!" Some calls as a green headed boy turns the corner.
Atticus said, turning the corner. His heart stuttered as e spied Jackie looking up at him with her beautiful mismatched eyes, carrying someone with similar hair over her shoulder.
"J-Jackie-?!" He chokes out, mortified as he runs to my side. He looks right at me, severely confused. "J-Jackie, what happened?!"
"F*** off and tell me where the hospital is, twinkle toes." Not only did he think I was Jackie but ... those eyes looking at me. I don't like it one bit. My eyes narrow, coldly glaring at his desperate face. The sheepish boy cringes back slightly before pointing to a certain direction, "Um, there's a first aid station, but no one's there yet. I'll get someone if you need."
"Go get them." I coldly order before wobbling forward. Ugh ... man I'm f***ed up right now. Why didn't I just turn down that last huff? S*** ... the entire path looks warped to me and there is a giant dancing chocolate chip cookie.
"Jackie, you silly girl, how was the searching around? Had any trouble?" The cookie asks as he struts down the path towards me.
"F*** off giant cookie. I'm not so far gone to know you're an illusion." I growl before continuing towards the medic tent. I stumble, making Jackie's neck crane slightly before thumping against my shoulder again.
"Whoa, two Jackie's?!" The cookie gaps, shocked.
"I'm Jay." I simply state before heading towards the tent with the cookie now following. Oh forget it I'll just ignore him.
"Jay? Another Foreigner? My goodness, now we have four foreigners! Oh, I am Gowland by the way, Manager of this fine Amusement Park here," the cookie proudly says. I ignore the cookie and kick the door to the medic office open before going in and laying Jackie down. I go ahead and try the cabinets but they don't budge. D*** it they're locked. My eyes narrow at the locked padlocks as I wrap a rag around his hand. I curl it into a fist and ram it into the glass, sweeping the sharp shards aside and taking out the needed supplies before slipping off Jackie's pants and shirt. I blink, forcing my vision into focus as I eye up her injuries. Ugh ... not many cuts but lots of bruises I'm sure. I just hope I'm seeing right and not imagining some of the bruises.
"Hey, that's going on Jackie's pay if you keep putting out damages," Gowland pouts as Atticus barges in with a worker.
"Here's the doctor, like I promised!" The boy says, almost immediately freezing as he catches sight of Jackie's body. My eyes narrow in on the faint blush covering his face. This brat ... I'll bet he's infatuated with my sister. As if she'd ever go for a pansy like him.
"Took too long." I growl, dabbing a small ball of cotton over a cut.
"Sorry about that. How about I get some painkillers? We don't have any here." The doctor says, trying to be at least a little helpful.
"About time you do something useful." I growl, gently taking out a cream and rubbing it on some yellowing spots. Ugh ... those are going to leave some ugly marks.
"Right, and Atticus, please fix that up," the doctor directs, pointing to the broken cabinet. Atticus nods and immediately runs over.
"That's what I like to see, working boys~" Gowland laughs as the doctor frowns.
"And you should change out of that. No one is taking you seriously."
"EH!? But this is a promotion deal!" He huffs before slipping out of it, sliding his eyes over Jackie. "What happened to her?"
"The f*** should you care?" I shoot back, not even looking at the man as I dress her arm with a bandage. My eyes dangerously slide over to the green headed boy, spying him sneak a peek every few moments with his face darkening in red. Feh. Stupid virgin. Look at my sister again and I'll slaughter you.
"I'm her boss, of course I care," Gowland says, taken aback, "and Atticus over there is Jackie's coworker and roommate."
"Whoa hold up - roommate?!" I gawk, my jaw dropping as I whip around to face Atticus. I can't believe it! This little snot is - with my sister! "You f***ing around with my sister?!"
"GAH! NO, NO! NOT LIKE THAT!" Atticus stares at me with a face full of horror, his skin white, "we're coworkers and friends! Just that!"
"Although everyone suspects otherwise." Gowland mutters and grins, staring at Atticus's reaction as he gives the dead boy a thumbs up.
"Why would you think that?! We just get along, alright? You...you perverted old man!" Atticus stumbles out, blushing a deeper even shade of red.
"HEY! ... I am not old." Gowland huffs, crossing his arms.
"Old man, finish her up for me." I say as I stand up. My fingers curl into tightly locked fists, getting ready to pound his face in. He's f***ing my sister, no doubt. How the hell could Jackie fall for someone so spineless?
"Hey, buddy, come here." I growl, glaring at my prey. Like hell I'm going to let some punk screw with my sister.
"N-No, no it's not like that-!" He shouts before turning around and dashing off. I knew it! If he wasn't doing my sister then he wouldn't run. I immediately barrel after him, tearing out of the medic hall as I chase the boy.
"GAAAAAH, FOR THE LOVE OF GOTT, LISTEN TO ME!" Atticus cries, dashing off.
"Get your scrawny a** over here punk!" I shout, catching up to the boy. He may be a little bulkier than me but I'm still faster.
"AAHHHH! I SWEAR TO GOTT I-" the green head gasps as he spies a crowd of children up ahead, veering widely into an alley to avoid them. Ha. Stupid p**** scared of some children? I smirk and sharply veer after him, snatching the back of his collar and yank him back.
"WAAAH!" Atticus cries out, grabbing at the air for help. I pull my arm back, lashing it forward to connect to his head as he turns his head back at the right timing.
"Ack-!" He yelps as he falls to the ground, wiping his mouth as blood trickles from it. What, not even an attempt to fight me back? If he tried to kick me a** maybe I would have some respect for him. But hell, if he's not willing to fight back then he's worthless. I swing my foot back, digging it into his side as I kick him onto his back. He painfully huffs as I stomp my foot against his stomach, making sure he can't squirm away from me. Pathetic.
"F*** with my sister again you spineless s*** and I will knock your head clean off." I hiss, spitting right into Atticus's face. Really? Not even a word back or trying to kill me? Feh. My sister deserves better than whatever this turd has to offer. I turn around, walking out of the alley and pass the group of startled children. I blindly look over them before heading back towards the medic. My sister is what's most important right now and she needs help.
ATTICUS'S POV
I sit there, trembling as my face and side painfully throb. The back of my hand wipes against my lips, pulling it back to reveal some blood. W-What just happened? He punched me ... why would he punch me? He's Jackie's look alike, but he acts nothing like her. I flinch at the pain on my cheek, gently rubbing it. Ow ... it hurts so much. I flinch again, feeling my head sway before feeling numb.
Blood.
In exchange for pain, that look-a-like must pay back with blood-!
"Big brother?" I jolt, my eyes returning back to the normal emerald shade as I spy the worried children standing in front of me.
"That meanie hit big brother really badly!" The little girl cries, holding out her hankie. "Please, use this. Don't cry." I'm not crying. Why would she say something like that?
"Y-yeah, thanks...," I mutter, setting it against my bleeding nose and mouth. That was so bizarre! Why would he hit me like that? I hold the hankie to my nose, trying to stop the bleeding. Ow ...
"Cheer up, big brother, we'll stay here until you get better, okay?" The little girl offers. I stare at her before softly smiling.
"Thank you."
JAY'S POV
I sit at Jackie's bedside, staring at her sleeping form. I'm glad she doesn't look like she's in pain at least. I sweep a finger over her forehead, feeling her warmth over my skin. Jackie ... I'm really sorry I didn't come home earlier. I'm such a terrible little brother.
"Whoooa, Gowland was right, you do look like Jackie!" A pink haired cat eared boy exclaims as he walks in, hands behind his back. I glance over my shoulder spying a pink haired guy around my age waltz in. Gay fag that's all I have to say. Not that I hate them but they can be annoying, particularly when they hit on me.
"Yeah? What of it?" I growl, staring at the guy.
"Nothin', nothin', it's just pretty awesome, is all." He chuckles, his cat tail twitching, "I'm Boris by the way, and no worries, the old man told me about you, Jay."
"Yeah? What he say?" I ask, interested about my first impression on the older man. I didn't go too far insulting him did I? Since he's Jackie's boss I shouldn't piss him off too much.
"He says you're a disrespectful delinquent~!"
"Hm." I huff, looking back to Jackie. I've got to fix that. If Jackie finds out I disrespected her boss my a** really is going to be handed to me. "Yeah? What else." I state, disinterested in anything else.
"That he saw you punch Atticus out, and the old man was teasing ya~ so sensitive," Boris snickers. I glance back, staring at the cat's face.
"He saw that?" Well crap now Jackie really is going to kill me. I turn around, gently laying my hand on her wrist. I'd rather be in trouble with her then let her suffer with a spineless man being her lover.
"Ahhh, now I feel sorry for Atticus. He didn't deserve that punch." Boris laughs, wiping a tear away from his eye.
"Hm." I hum, staring at Jackie's face. I'll just ignore him.
"You look a LOT like Jackie."
"..."
"I mean, you look so much alike if you two wore the same clothes I wouldn't be able to tell you two apart." He continues. Oh he's looking for an a** whooping.
"I HAVE A D*** AND SHE DOESN'T WHAT PROOF DO YOU WANT?!" I explode, lunging at the cat. He cackles as he dodges, leaping over me and landing beside Jackie, "awfully protective of her, aren't ya~?"
"You touch her and I'll castrate you." I icily hiss, glaring at the cat boy. I'm going to rip those ears and tail right off of him.
"What? But Jackie certainly didn't mind earlier when I held her legs on my shoulders." He laughs. I leap across the bed and make a swing at the cat, missing by inches.
Oh he's f***ing dead.
"Ha! You even aim like a girl!" He laughs, booking it out of the room with me close behind.
"I'm gonna kill ya!"
"Too slow!" Boris taunts, running off faster. "Try again later!" I scoop up a rock, chucking it right at the cat. I'm going to beat the crap out of him right here and now! He dipped to the side, dodging the projectile.
"MROW! Cheater!" Boris hisses before diving into a nearby storage room and slamming the door shut behind himself.
"F***ing cat thinks he can get away - where did he go?" I open the door spying a small cramped space, much too small to hide someone as tall as that guy. The hell? Where did he go? I throw the door shut before opening it again, thoroughly confused. How did he do that?
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When is she going to wake up? I heavily sigh and glance out the window, spying the green headed wuss carrying carnations wrapped in a clear plastic wrapper. The punk's back for more already? No, more than that who's the dirty blonde chick next him? I turn towards the cracked door, hearing their voices as they approach.
"They're lovely, Atti," a young woman's voice says, sounding cheerful. Hey ... is that blonde chick his girlfriend? That dirty player! And he thinks he can get it on with my sister too?
"Y-Yeah." Atticus stutters, sounding closer. My eyes narrow as I slump over the bed, pretending to be dozing off.
"Oh? Who could that be?" The girl muses. I hear a quick step back followed by the crinkling of the plastic as the weakling probably grips it too tight. Ha. I might as well scare his little girlfriend s***less while I'm at it. I slowly glance over my shoulder, passing my eyes over Atticus and roll them onto the girl in the blue dress, "who are you?"
"I'm Alice Liddell. A friend of Atticus and Jackie's, and you?" She sweetly smiles.
" ... Jay." I say. She's cute. Is little pansy cheating on my sister with this Alice? I slide my gaze over to Atticus before grinning. Well I might as well bash him a bit for screwing with his woman. That could be fun.
"Ah ... don't!" Atticus starts before I dart a leering glare over to Atticus, freezing him on the spot. I study his reaction before grinning. Feh. Wuss. At this rate I really am going to get away banging your girl. I have charms that are hard to resist and I know it.
"You're friends with my sister? How did you two meet?" I sweetly ask, turning back to Alice.
"We met when she came here to Wonderland, and after a little while, we both met Atticus! He makes the best chicken pot pie and bread pudding," she says with an adorable smile. She gently nudges Atticus, encouraging him to join in the conversation, "And Jackie just loves your steak and potatoes!"
"Steak and potatoes huh? 10 bucks say yet can't compare to mine," I grin, gesturing to my pelvis where Alice couldn't see but Atticus could. He quickly shakes his head, waving his hands for no without Alice noticing, as if saying, 'I swear to Gott we're only friend so don't hit me!' He quickly hides his arms as Alice looks, returning my even gaze.
"Um, right." He says, nodding slightly.
"You can cook?" Alice asks, interested as she innocently smiles. My cheek twitches into a smile. Oh this little girl is too cute. No way Atticus screwed her. Yet.
"More than just that." I grin before sliding out of the chair and face them.
"And what?" Atticus gulps as Alice tilts her head, curious.
"Well, I know how to turn one on really~ fast. Other guys can't compare to hot fast I can fire up a grill." I start, snickering at my own innuendos. Oh this is too funny ... I'm glad that punk at least understands what I'm saying.
"That's-"
"So how about Jackie, eh? We came here to visit her, nein?!" Atticus says, a bit desperate to divert the conversation.
"Heh." I scoff, staring at Atticus. "She's still sleeping. The doctors tell me she'll wake up in a few 'time changes'."
"Well, we still brought her a get well gift, her favorite dark chocolate and her favorite flowers," Alice said, holding up the bag. "She can enjoy them when she wakes up."
"Cute. Looks good. Mind if I snack too?" He hums, walking up to Alice. She flinches back, looking stern.
"N-No way! These are for Jackie." She huffs, jolting as Jay leans in to her left so Atticus would hear and see what he's doing.
"I wasn't talking about the basket." I seductively purr before lightly poking my tongue inside her ear.
"Eek!" She shouts, jumping back as she slaps a hand over her ear. I grin, victoriously holding the basket up.
"I win~," he hums, watching the rising blush on her face before darting his eyes to Atticus and darkly smirked. I win, punk. I can take any woman I want, including yours. You want to screw around? Fine. Then don't expect them to stay loyal to you when you are two timing them yourself. Alice hides behind Atticus, still holding her ear.
"What do you think you're doing?!" She growls, clinging to Atticus's sleeve.
"What would Blood do if he finds out?" Atticus gulps, paling. Blood?
"Blood? Who's Blood?" I ask, curious. Wait a minute ... is Atticus screwing a woman who already has a man? Oh that's messed up - I want in on that.
"Alice's boyfriend," Atticus explains and Alice whines, eyes shut.
"Why would you say that?!" She explodes, turning to anger instead of sheer embarrassment.
"S-Sorry, but it's true!" Atticus frets. I see ... so with their relationship weakened this jack swooped in and took her. What a man whore.
"I forgive you. I think I should get back to Blood, you promised to bring me back to the manor as soon as possible, right?" Alice asks as Atticus groans.
"Yeah ... "
"Here, let me take her and you can stay with my sister, Atti." I say, looping an arm around Atticus's shoulders and pull him into a side hug. "After all some alone time with the pretty little miss will turn out interesting won't it?" Jay murmurs in Atti's ear before offering Alice his hand. "I'm sorry for teasing you before. I promise to behave." He smiles, holding his hand for Alice to take.
"No way. Blood expects Atticus to take me back." Alice frowns before crossing her arms.
"I wonder why ... ," I mutter before chuckling. Now I really want to see the man she's two timing on. "Let me tag along. I want to meet other people who are here."
"Yo~ Alice." Someone's voice called. I looked up spying a man with orange hair and bunny ears poke his head in. "Alice, you might want to hurry back." He nervously says, glancing a strange glaring look over Atticus before softening his gaze to Alice. Oh ho~ looks like I'm not the only one who dislikes him.
"Hi, Elliot, what brings you here? Atticus was about to take me back home," Alice says and Atticus flinches before sighing.
"To bring you home. Blood is in a foul mood because of some ... hiccups with work." Elliot explains, irritably twitching his ears as he looks off to the side.
"Is he sick?" Alice gasps, concerned.
"In a way. His favorite tea shops were ... let's just say, suddenly cut short on their tea supply." He nervously continues saying it as if it is the most dreadful thing anyone could do.
"So that's why he's in a bad mood, and he sent you to get me, right?" Alice muses before turning to Atticus and Jay, "Sorry, but I have to go. Blood needs me."
"Go on, Alice. Don't worry about a thing, okay?" Atticus smiles. Ha. Using a sweet tooth voice to lure her in? Yeah right a** hole. I lean into the picture, hooking an arm around Atticus's neck and pull him against me in a friendly looking way.
"See ya around." I smile, giving her a playful wink. The moment she leaves the room my face turns hard, glaring over Atticus.
"I can't believe my sister would choose a scrawny a** guy to f***, but a player? Yeah, that's not going to fly mother f***er." I spit, tightening my grip around his neck before throwing him face. Atticus stumbles back, hitting the closed door as my arm traps him against the door. "You ever go at it with both at the same time?"
"No, no! I don't even do any of the stuff you accused me of!" Atticus says, his eyes quickly filling with fear, "Really! I swear!"
"Then why are you rooming with her? The only other reason I can think of is you stealing her panties when she's not paying attention. You a panty stealer?" I taunt, amused more so by his reaction. Oh this is too funny. The brat shrinks back, unable to saw anything.
"No. I'd never do anything indecent like that, the only reason I'm living under the same roof as her is because I had nowhere else to go," Atticus sighs. "Wonderland is dangerous, according to her."
"I'M the one that's dangerous here, jack off." I hiss before shoving him back against the door. He's not walking out of this medic room. Playing innocent to get into girls? Yeah, that's all fun for s***s and giggles but when it comes to my sister he's going to pay dearly for it. Atticus begins to wheeze, nearly hyperventilating in his fright. Hell if he's really going to let me push him around like this he's going to get hurt.
"Show some balls and man up or f*** off," I warn, grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking him forward, "Spineless jellyfish guys like you aren't meant to be my sister's man, got it? So get that thought out of your head."
"But I'm telling you, I'm not doing anything to Jackie!" He shouts, frightened out of his wits.
"How the hell do you expect me to believe that bulls***? Jackie would never live with someone she's not f***ing seriously with, and here you are flirting and probably doing hell knows what to other women." I hiss, pressing my forearm against his throat.
"Ggh ... ! I'd never do that to any girl! Never! Stop-!" My forearm presses forward, cutting off his air supply. Oh forget it. He's so much of a pansy that I feel bad for kicking his a**. A small smirk spreads across his lips, a feral look forming in his eyes.
"Hey, hey~ what's with that defiant smirk, brat?" I growl, watching his eyes change from fear to excitement. I back up a few steps, watching as Atticus smoothly catches himself and grins at me. Huh. Did I break his sanity?
"That hurt quite a bit, blau vogel. This proves that all Americans get a kick out of hurting the Germans." He spits out his disgust, gently rubbing his neck. Blau vogel? Is that an insult? I feel that's an insult.
"You German? Huh. Well, I don't care who you're a part of and I don't really give two s***s about it. You're getting close to my sister and I don't like it." I grin, balling my hand into a fist. He got back up which means he's free game. From here on out it's 'self defense' and I'm sticking to that excuse.
"Oh, so you're the maus' brother? How cute." He chuckles, sliding a hand through his hair as he smiles.
"Maus? The f*** is that, German?" I ask, thinking about the meaning of it. What does maus mean?
"F**k yeah, it is!" My visible eye widens as I spy a fist coming my way. D*** he's quick! Pain bursts around my jaw as I lean back to lessen the blow, stumbling back as I clutch my jaw. This punk's got some power behind those muscles. Then why didn't he fight back before?
"That was for last time. Hurts, doesn't it? The next one will hurt even more!" He sneers, getting ready to try and knock me off my feet My eyes flash with fury before I launch into Atticus, tackling him right out of the room. He rolls over me before I right myself and jump up, kicking Atticus right in the gut to knock the wind right out of him. He painfully wheezes, clutching his stomach as I dance back and quickly lock the door. I don't want Jackie seeing this. I'm going to beat the s*** out of this punk right here and now. Atticus groans before his eyes flash. Swiftly jumping to his feet, his piercing green eyes glare at me as if to say 'I'm ready for a challenge'. I crane my neck back, cracking my knuckles in eager anticipation.
"Looks like the scrawny turd has some balls after all." I enthusiastically growled, leering over Atticus.
"Oh, say what you want, I LOVE American ignorance!" The green haired punk grins, full of excitement and bliss. He secretly likes fights but acts all innocent? What a crazy b******.
"You're f***ed up. I like that." I smirk. Usually it's the crazies which are the best and most unpredictable fighters. They're fun to go at it sometimes. Atticus grins, his eyes widening before he dashes forward. I hold up my arms, quickly reacting to punch him in the face. I've got him. Atticus immediately slaps his arm against mine, throwing me against the wall. D***!
"Ack!" I shout before whipping around, taking a fistful of his hair and throwing his head down as I ram my knee up into Atticus's face. Atticus bulks as I feel his face crush beneath my knee before I rip his head to the side and kick him a few feet back. Blood pools around his nose as he crazily grins.
"Let's go, German." I eagerly wave him forward as I slide a foot towards Atticus. He's fun.
"Ha ... ha ha. I think it's time for the blau vogel to taste the spite of a true German Nazi soldier." He chuckles, slumping his shoulders forward before leaning back. I hop back as Atticus lunges, kicking his arm aside before spinning around and ramming my elbow into his face. My victorious grin falters, spying that Atticus's hand caught my elbow.
"Nice moves, blau vogel." He spits, tightening his grip. He's had training.
"Feh. You know how to fight?" I growl. I know martial arts and street fighting but the way he moves reminds me of elite training.
"I was a Nazi soldier in WW2, blau vogel." Atticus grins before ramming his fist into my side. I bulk, only for a heavy fist to come my way, "and that's for spitting at my face!" He shouts, voice full of rage as my nose breaks under his fist, "and this is for calling me trash!" I stumble back, clutching my face as Atticus uppercut my face. "And this is for making those children cry for me when they saw you doing those stuff!" I smack against the wall, whipping my leg up just in time to hear a mighty large crunch as my foot jerks up against Atticus's precious area. He crumbles as I grin, tossing him to the side. "Careful. I play dirty."
Atticus coughs as pain surges through his body. Atticus pulls his fist back, gripping it to stop shaking and punches straight in my stomach.
"GAH!" I spit, gritting my teeth as I make a tight spin and ram my heel into Atticus's gut. D*** can he fight! Now I think I can see why Jackie likes him.
"Nice ... try, Vogel, but," I blink, shocked as he side stepped my foot and rams his palm into my throat, "I don't forgive Americans like you." My skull harshly meets the wall, his hand squeezing my neck as Atticus cruelly smashes my head against the wall several times. I tightly grip his wrist, trying to soften the blows on myself as the edges of my vision falter. S***! My eyes roll back before my head whips forward, roughly head butting Atticus. Atticus painfully recoils back before jamming his fist into my gut once more. I hunch over, dealing with the pain as he releases my neck and digs his fingers into my long hair. Ah s*** this isn't good.
"You think of me as trash? I think of you as scum!" Atticus hisses before roughly turning my head around and slamming my face into the wall. I harshly glare at the brat. This little s*** ... I can't move. A creepy grin appears on Atticus's face as I slump to the ground, trying to pick myself up enough to at least rip his junk off. D*** it he got me good with that last hit. I noisily hack, coughing up the taste of blood. Ugh I bit my tongue. Atticus dig his fingers into my hair, craning my head back.
"Hey ... you know how many times you called me trash or s***? How bold, for a stupid American," Atticus snickers, flipping out a Bowie knife from his back pocket. My eyes pop open as my heart stutters. Oh s***! I whip my arms around in an attempt to free myself. He's got a weapon?!
"You were talking big just a while ago, hm? Now you're trying to get away, how sad." He coos, pressing the tip of the blade into my shoulder before plunging it in deep.
"AH S***!" I scream as the blade digs into my shoulder. Atticus grins before twisting the blade around, making me shout in agony while I struggled to land a good hit. S*** this is bad!
"Hm ... what if I cut here?" Atticus asks, nicking my side. I grit my teeth, refusing to let him hear me scream. Messed up mother f***er ... I knew something was off with him.
"Oh? No screams? Well ... then how about a plunge?" The knife drives into my hip making me howl in pain through multiple cussing. S*** that hurts!
"F***!" Instead of screaming a stream of curse words flood room. S***, I was careless because he wasn't fighting back before. When did he suddenly grow a pair?!
"Hey, blau vogel, maybe after this I will go have fun with your sister?" He dangerously purrs, twisting the blade in my hip. My eyes flash as
"TOUCH HER AND I WILL F*** ING KILL YOU! S*** this f***ing hurts!" I shout, writhing as he struggles to get out from under Atticus.
Atticus snickers before trailing the knife from my side to the side, plunging it into my gut. Blood splatters onto Atticus's face as he grins.
"I'm going to cut that frau up nice and good because you're a pain in the a**, scum. Will she scream your name, I wonder?" Atticus creepily grins as he digs the knife into my back, carving out a large Nazi symbol through the muscles.
"Mother f***!" I shout, struggling to move as the knife sinks deeper and deeper into my back, touching my spine which sends searing agony tearing up my back. S*** this kills-!
"That looks great on you, or should I say in you?" Atticus loudly laughs as I twitch, in too much in pain to swear at the insane soldier. This a**hole ... I jolt as Atticus rips my head back by the hair, tapping the blade against my neck. Hey ... is he really going to kill me? S*** ...
What will happen to Jackie?
ATTICUS'S POV
My eyes roll into the back of my head in pure bliss as I drag the blade across his throat, watching the blood splatter all over the ground and cover my hands. Ha ... ha ha! That's what you get, you American trash! I lean down as I pull his limp head back, hearing the last of his wheezing as he struggles to breathe.
"I'm going to take your sister because of you and I want you to listen." I darkly laugh before dropping his face into the puddle of his own blood. This is going to be fun.
"Feh. Listen for her screams." I grin, stepping over Jay. This is a great opportunity for me to slice that little maus up, "Oh ma~us~," I delightfully purr, pushing the door open. My hungry eyes leer over Jackie's sleeping form, watching as she tosses and turns restlessly. How nice. When she sleeps, her guard is down. What a great opportunity to cut her open. I step over to the bed side staring down at her. I like her red bangs. They literally frame her face in blood. Maybe I should -
"Unh ... Lassen Sie mich hören Sie stöhnen ... hee hee~," she giggles in her sleep, rolling over to her side, "Heil Hitler ... Atticus ... hee hee~ küss mich," she murmurs in her American accent but the words are clear. Oh Mein Gott this is hilarious! I snicker, flicking the blade up and catching it by the handle.
"Atticus ... Atti?" She grumbles in her sleep, tossing her head back and forth. I smirk and lean down, setting the blade on the table. I think hearing his sister moan is just as good as screaming for now.
"Attraktive frau ... unrein reden für mich." Atticus growls enthusiastically as I lean over the bed and press my lips to her neck. Her spine curls up as her fingers dig into the sheets, almost as if fighting with herself to wake up. I slowly suck before biting down, waiting for her reaction. She flinches in her sleep, barely rolling over as she looks up to me.
"Ugh ... Atticus ... ?" She mutters, cracking her eyes open. "Ow ... my head hurts." She whines, setting a hand on the aching spot as she squirmed within my hold. I pull back, slowly snatching the knife from the table as I grin. Enough is enough. She's awake now, which means I can-
"OH MY GOSH ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" She nearly screams, spying the blood splattered all over me. Her hands immediately cup my face as she turns my head in search for injuries.
"What the hell happened?! Where are you hurt? Who did this to you?" She asks, sliding her hand down my chest as she hunts for any cuts or bruises. I blink, taken aback and shocked at her immediate reaction. What ... ?
"I-I mean, oh, oh crap! D-Doctor! No, no, you're not hurt that bad. Did you get into a fight with Boris?" She asks, sliding out of the bed. "H-Here, sit down. I-I'll help your wounds." She frets, sitting me on the bed she was just on before scrambling in a near panic, collecting bandages and some disinfectants for him. I stare as she turns her back away, holding up the knife. I should do it right now, while she's not looking and ... I jolt and automatically hide the knife behind myself as she suddenly jumps up and returns to me.
"Jeez ... freaking Boris." She grumbles, opening the first aid kit and takes out a cotton ball and dips some disinfectant into it. She takes my arm, hesitating before looking into my eyes.
"It's going to sting a bit." She warns before lightly dabbing it along the wounds on my arm first. I flinch, trembling slightly. It stings ... but when she's doing it I don't really mind. "Take off your shirt." Jackie says after putting some bandaids on my arms.
" ... ," at times like this I don't want to deal with her when she's so...kind. Might as well switch over to the real Atticus. My eyes close before opening, revealing innocent green eyes as I suck in a short breath, shocked to feel pain.
"Ow!" I shout, retracting my arm. "W-What? What?!" I rasps, whipping my head around in shock.
"Atticus what's wrong?" Jackie asks, confused.
"T-That stung! W-What happened?" I ask, frantically looking around the room.
"I don't know, you just came here covered in bruises. Now take off your shirt so that I can finish the rest of the wounds."
"O-Ok?" He says before slipping off his shirt. She searches his abs and pecks, unable to see any injuries. "You look alright. How are you feeling?" She asks, looking me in the eyes.
"I feel worn out and sore," I honestly confess, "That, and lingering pain."
"Hm ... Boris must have done a number on you or something." She says, handing me my shirt. "There doesn't seem to be anything else wrong with you so that's good."
"Thank you very much Jackie, I appreciate it," I smile, pulling my shirt back on, "but I'm worried about you more. Someone brought you back to the Amusement Park, knocked out."
JACKIE'S POV
"Really?" She says, looking around the room. That's right! This is the medic room at the Amusement Park. I was at the Circus ... and then I don't remember anything. What happened?
"Well, I'm glad you feel better. Alice and I were worried. Look, we brought you dark chocolate and carnations." He brightly smiles, picking up the flowers and handing them to me.
"O-Oh ... ," I say, staring at the gifts. "Thanks. Sorry, uh, sorry for worrying you." I sheepishly smile, suddenly embarrassed.
"It's alright. As long as you're healthy."
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine." I smile, hesitating before hugging Atticus. "Thank you. I appreciate it." He blushes, holding his arms up, slowly returning the hug.
"It's nothing, Jackie, I-"
"Aw, look at the happy couple, aaaaah~ youth~" Gowland sighs in content as he leans on the window ceil, making both me and Atticus flinch. I immediately whip my arms back and spin around, spying Gowland.
"P-Peeper! Peeping!" She shouts, flustered.
"Are ya calling me old?" Gowland asks, stroking his chin. Atticus trembles, holding back a chuckle.
"Exactly. Now get out before you decay." Jackie growled. Wow I'm suddenly in a bad mood ... why?
"Glad to see my engineer all better! Now we can all do the new promotion with the giant life sized cookies!" Gowland laughs and Atticus nervously chuckles.
"No."
"Eh?!"
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lol I just thought that would be cute to add in. Let me know what you think~ and only 5 REVIEWS for the next chapter this time since this was a bit of comic relief. :3