AN: Alright…now that all the teasing is over…time for just some randomness. And also a HUGE surprise from our little Mushy-boy…
Added after finishing: This chapter ended up being HILARIOUS when I meant for it to be serious! ACK! But that's okay…lots of funny lines in here.
Blink
"So…it's just five of us now."
"Yeah."
"That means…"
"Yeah."
We both looked up, and for once, Mush wasn't smiling. I didn't even have to finish my sentence. He knew what I was going to say.
One of us would be leaving. Most likely in the next couple of weeks. The other guys seemed to have taken it upon themselves to break up the couples, with Race leading the movement.
Specs and Dutchy were both gone. Most likely, we would be next.
"Blink…"
I didn't let him finish. I kissed him hard, almost in desperation. I didn't want to have to hear him say it. That we would be split up, most likely soon. I just couldn't hear it, not yet, and especially not from him.
I knew he wanted to talk about it. He tried to pull out of the kiss but I pulled him right back into it, and he eventually just gave in, letting me lay him back on the couch. It made me wonder if I really was getting used to the cameras.
After a few more moments we broke apart, and I gazed down at him silently. And then, his eyes widened in a panic, and I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.
"Get off of him!"
I rolled off Mush as pain continued to shoot down my spine, falling to the floor on my back with a yelp of pain as I hit my shoulder on the coffee table. And what happened next made me think that I was unconscious and just dreaming.
Mush leapt up from the couch and threw a wild punch at Toby, hitting him right in the jaw and sending him flying into the table. Toby tried to get up, but Mush's onslaught didn't end there. He went after Toby again, straddling him and punching him over and over until Race finally rushed in and pulled him off him.
Mush was screaming obscenities the whole time he was being dragged out, and Race returned just a moment later with Austin and helped Toby into the bathroom. I felt hands at my shoulders, pushing me up, and as I sat up and leaned against the couch I realized that it was Ace.
"You okay, man?" he asked, and I nodded, groaning at the dull pain that clouded my thoughts. I tried to stand up, but he pushed me back down. "Just relax, dude. Mush will come to you. You don't need to be up and walkin' quite yet."
I nodded again and let my head fall back against the couch, looking around to try and figure out what I'd been hit with. I didn't have to look far; a beam of wood from the desk Toby had splintered the other day was lying nearby on the floor. I only had to be glad he didn't use the sharp, pointed end- that would've been a whole lot more painful. And a whole lot more bloody.
"Is Mush okay?" I asked. I knew he was, but I just had to hear it.
"Is Mush okay? Dude, what planet were you on? He kicked some serious ass, man!"
"Okay, okay…" I muttered, his loud voice only multiplying the pain in my head.
"Blink!"
Ace got up and scrambled away, and Mush was immediately at my side. "Are you alright? Where does it hurt?" he asked, practically in a panic.
"I'm fine, just a headache, that's all. I'm okay."
He didn't look convinced. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure…really. I just…I need to lie down. And I need some strong drugs."
Ace grinned. "I'll get the drugs! I'm good at that!" he said, skipping to the kitchen.
Yes. Skipping. Kind of scary, really.
Mush helped me to my feet, and we slowly made our way to the bedroom, where I laid down on my bed and hoped to die. Actually, I was more hoping that Toby would die, after the beating he'd gotten.
After Ace skipped into the room and gave me my aspirin, the pain was beginning to get a whole lot worse. That's the way it always was…the pain got worse before it got better.
"Geez…where's Specs when you need him?" I muttered, and Mush laughed.
"We probably don't want to know."
I started laughing, but it hurt too much, and the laughter was quickly cut short.
"Mush…you didn't have to do that. You could've gotten hurt." I said, and he gave me that lopsided smile that I loved so much.
"But he did hurt you. And no one hurts you and walks away from it."
"I didn't know you could fight like that."
"I didn't either. Now shut up and relax."
"That's gonna be kind of hard, consid-"
I was suddenly cut off by his lips pressed against mine, and I melted into the gentle touch, forgetting about the pain.
All of a sudden, it wasn't so hard to relax.
Race
"Toby, Toby, Toby…why'd you have to go and pull a stunt like that?" I asked as I tried to clean up his split lip while keeping his nosebleed under control.
"They were practically screwing each other out there!" he insisted, and I just about choked.
"If you only have to lie on top of someone to screw them, then I'd have lost my virginity 50 times over." I muttered, ignoring the death glare that I got from that remark.
"That's my little brother, man. He's not a fag."
"So you're saying Blink's a girl? Wow…I think I would've noticed something like that, but I might be wrong…"
"You know what I mean."
"Actually, no, I don't." I said, and then I stepped back and crossed my arms. "I don't understand how you could be so thick-headed. Your brother's gay. Get over it. Your brother is in love with a guy. Get over it. Your brother has been kissing and/or making out with said guy for weeks upon end now. Get over it. Are you getting my drift?"
He didn't answer. He only looked down at the floor.
"You'd better be hearing me, and hearing me loud and clear, buddy. If you hadn't noticed, there's a cause and effect going on here. You mess with the gays here, you're messin' with Skittery. You mess with Mush, you're messin' with Blink. You mess with Blink…well, I don't even have to say it. You got that message just a few minutes ago, right?"
Once again, no answer.
"I'll make a deal with you. The next time you pull a stunt like this, I'm going to make sure no one pulls your attacker off you. Whether it's Mush or Skittery, I'm gonna let them do as they see fit."
With that, I walked out. Austin was standing outside the door, his eyes wide. He'd heard the whole thing.
"Yeah, that goes for you too, you damn homophobe." I snapped, and then I stalked to the kitchen, where Skittery was cooking lunch. "Why do people have to be so damn closed-minded?" I asked him, leaning up against the counter and eyeing the knife in his hands.
"I wouldn't know. When I find someone who's closed minded, I open their mind for them. And I don't mean that metaphorically." He said with a shrug, and I laughed. I think that was the first time we'd actually said two sentences without tension.
Reno poked her head out of her bedroom. "What's going on out there? I'm trying to meditate and nap here. Can't have dark circles, you know." She said, her face covered in this green, pasty goo.
Skittery didn't look up from his work as he answered. "Rabid penguins are attacking North America, demanding that the President give them an infinite supply of Klondike Bars so they can lure people into being their slaves, cause everyone knows anyone would do anything for a Klondike Bar." He rattled off, and Reno groaned and slammed her door as my mouth dropped open.
"I think you just said more in that one sentence than everything you've said put together in your entire stay in this house." I said.
"Hey…anything for a Klondike Bar, man."
AN: Yeah, that chappy was just for kicks. Cameos by Skipping!Ace and KlondikeBarPenguinObsessed!Skittery. Also ViolentAsHell!Mush and ThreateningHomophobeHater!Race. Hehe…I really am evil…
Next chapter, head of household competition and nominations…