From aliceinwhumperland's Whump Word(s) of the Day: "It's the hospital or I cover you in Barbie bandaids. Your choice."


Scott was giving him The Glare.

It was an intense glare, but Gordon was immune to such looks from his eldest brother. Gordon grinned as he stood there, arms folded across his chest. In return Scott's glare deepened.

'It's the hospital or I cover you in Barbie Band-Aids. Your choice.'

Scott growled.

Gordon laughed.

'John? Can you send One home while I fly Scott to…'

'Home. You can fly me home.'

'Scott…'

'Virgil and Grandma can patch me up when they get back.'

'Scott…'

'Gordon…'

'Guys!'

Scott and Gordon stared each other out while John pinched his nose.

'Grandma says bring Scott home…'

'Ha!'

'Scott! Bring Scott home, but I'll be piloting Two. Gordon, you need to patch up those cuts and stem the bleeding before we do end up needing a hospital.'

Two moved beneath them as Gordon rummaged around one of the lockers.

'Here you go, Scotty,' he said, turning back with a huge grin.

And a packet of bright pink Barbie stickers.