So, Heya!
Sorry about Monday, it's been one hellova week...
And I know Dark usually writes these, but she just knocked herself in the head and needed some rest before we went live tonight- Which is going to be a bit late tonight, I'm thinking six-thirty our time for those of you that pop in *cough*Dobby and Tiffany*cough*. So that left me with the posting.
That being said enjoy the chapter before we see you then!
Deez sits at the end of the table, staring at her letter to the king, while her family whispers excitedly at the other end.
Now that things were starting to look brighter she was happy to be writing again. This letter was going to sound a lot more cheerful at the very least.
She was excited to see what a family initiation looked like. More than that, she was excited to finally be a part of the family. But until T was up and moving again, she could pass the time with her letter.
"Sup?" T walks into the room in confusion, "Ya needed me?" He rubs the back of his head as he walks over and perches on the back of a chair next to her, already reading the letter over her shoulder.
"How ya be ah-"
"I left a letter." Deez shrugs as she finishes a sentence before setting the pen down.
T nods.
"Of course you did," Uma chuckles, "good looking out Baby Girl."
"You guys were getting really creative," She chuckles, "but I figured simple was better for T."
T tilts his head to the side before he shakes it and shrugs.
Harry grins as he rubs the back of his neck, "It were'nah bein' nothing that bad."
"Mostly just the idea to send Shrimpy in, or have me knock." Gil shrugs.
"To name a few." Uma shrugs, "But now that yer here." She grins as she shimmies her shoulders, "We can finally get this started."
"Yes!" Harry holds his hook above his head before he slides into the chair next to T.
Gil grins as he ruffles Deez's hair before he sits next to her, easily sliding an arm around her shoulders.
T frowns as his eyes sweep over them.
"So, what do we do to join the family?" Deez asks excitedly as she scoots closer to Gil.
"Ah." T nods before he looks to Uma.
"We make a blood oath." Uma answers as she opens the chest on the table in front of her, "We become family by blood. So we'll be the family that chose each other, but we'll also be bound together by blood. A true family, through and through."
Gil chuckles giddily as he nuzzles Deez's hair with his cheek, the strands clinging to the light stubble starting to grow.
"I've been trying to get Deez to bleed for years." T frowns.
"Well, I learned something while I was on the run from Maleficent." Deez admits though she frowns as she pulls Gil's hand up to look at his palm, "But I don't think I can make this on my hand."
Harry frowns as he looks from the small dagger in the chest to Deez, "Wait, ya can be ah bleedin'?
Deez nods as she bites the tip of her thumb, wincing before she pulls it back with a small amount of blood on her lips and her nail. "Apparently I bite my nails when stressed."
"Huh..." T looks down at her.
"Will that work?" Deez asks, turning her hopeful eyes on Uma.
Uma smiles as she nods her head, "Aye, but after this, we'll be breakin' that habit."
Deez frowns, "I don't think I've bitten them since you found me."
Uma nods in approval, "Good."
Harry chuckles as he reaches over and wipes the blood from Deez's lips, "Red just ain'nah bein' yer color, Treasure."
"Really?" T tilts his head to the side, "I think it looked cool. Like a vampire." He grins.
Uma chuckles, "Cool or not, I'm calling a family meeting."
Gil and Harry both immediately sit up straighter.
T and Deez look between the two before they follow suit.
"Yer hood T." Uma gestures with one hand.
"What about it?"
"It's just family, and family don't need to hide," Gil explains with an encouraging smile.
T looks at the four of them with a frown before he sighs and pulls it down. "Fair." He nods as his hand moves to his arm.
Harry sighs before he gently pries T's hand away and holds onto it, "We be ah needin' this." He explains when T turns to him with a frown.
Uma smiles softly as she pulls the dagger out and sinks the tip into her hand, tracing the compass scar in the palm of her left hand to reopen the wound. The pain was worth it and was easy to ignore in light of everything she would be gaining. It was part of the reason she felt so drawn to this bonding ritual. It made you face pain to prove you were willing to sacrifice for those you chose to be family. She knew this wasn't the normal way families were formed, but families formed by birth were still made with blood and pain, so it felt very symbolic.
She smiles at Deez's look of anticipation before they bounce to T. Her eyes narrow slightly as he stares off into nothing with a blank expression.
Her stomach twists into a knot. He wasn't having second thoughts, was he? She shakes her head, banishing the thought as her lips tilt back into a smile. No, T wouldn't do that. Not now, even if he was only staying out of guilt. Once he joined he was theirs to protect, even if it was from himself.
"Harry?" Uma holds out the dagger to him in her good hand.
Harry grins as he takes the dagger and mimics Uma's action, tracing the old scar with the knife. "Gil?"
Gil nods, taking the dagger before he deftly carves the compass on this palm like the artist he was. "I've got tattoo designs for both of you too," He grins happily, "If ya want one."
"As soon as we can figure out if it will work on me." Deez smiles.
"True." Gil frowns.
Uma nods as she works her arm, encouraging her palm to bleed. "I know it's not gonna cut ya Baby Girl, but I'd still like the motions to be performed, and Gil, you should do the honors."
"Thank you, Uma" Gil's eyes brighten as he nods before he turns to Deez and holds out his hand for hers.
Deez lays her hand palm up in his without hesitation.
Gil smiles as he lightly traces the compass on her hand with the tip of the dagger.
Uma frowns as she turns to T, "You okay T?"
Harry furrows his brow before he turns and looks at T. "Hey now." He runs a thumb over T's hand, "What ya be ah thinkin'?"
"Huh?" T blinks "Sorry." He blushes, "Just..." He shakes his head, looking around the room quickly before his eyes settle on Deez and Gil. His brow furrows as he continues to deflect their questions. "What if Deez bites her hand Gil quickly carves it while it's open..."
Uma narrows her eyes at T before she smiles and turns to Deez. "Think that might work?"
"I could try," Deez pulls her hand to her mouth thoughtfully, "But I heal fast."
"Might as well try," T shrugs, "you've never damaged yourself before. If you want, ya know, the full effect or whatever, why not try?"
"No, not myself," Deez admits absently as she attempts to bite her palm several times to no avail.
"Deez," T shakes his head before he puts the side of his hand in his mouth and bites down.
"Oh, like not a circle on my palm, got it." Deez takes a deep breath before she mimics T, taking the side of her palm into her mouth before she bites down.
She frowns before she pulls her hand, impressions of her teeth very visible against her otherwise flawless skin, "Why can I bite my finger but not my palm?"
The sea three frown, "Well-" Uma begins.
"Try it again?" T asks before she finishes.
Deez nods firmly before she sets her teeth in her skin once more, biting down as hard as she can. Her eyes widen as her head jerks forward from a hard smack to the back of her head and she feels her teeth sink into her palm in her shock.
She muffles a surprised scream against Gil's side as she drops her hand to the table.
Gil growls, shooting T a nasty look before he pins Deez's hand to the table. With a flinch he quickly marks the compass on her palm, dragging the blade from the open wound before it can close.
"Ouch." Deez blinks, looking up at Uma pleadingly as her stark white palm pools with red.
The sight of blood running down her pale chin was disturbing. Uma blinks before she realizes what was wrong and walks over to hold her hand under Deez's mouth, grimacing when she spits out a small bite of skin.
"I got the mark." Deez cheers happily as she looks down at her bloody palm, "Thank you." She whispers to Gil.
His only response is to hold her closer.
Uma walks over to the window, tossing her handful out to the sea before she grabs a rag and pours a glass of water. She walks back to Deez and holds it up to her lips, "Drink." She orders sternly, " I find I'm not a fan of blood on your teeth. Harry, you have T?"
Harry blinks before he shakes his head. "Aye." He nods as he turns to T only to find him staring blankly at the wall again. "T? What ya be ah thinkin'?"
T shakes his head, his cheeks heating up, "Nothing." He bites his lip before he takes a deep breath and hesitantly slips off the back of the chair to sit properly.
"Lad," Harry gently cups T's chin, "I be ah wantin' ya ta be ah joinin' us, but ain'nah one o' us gonna be forcin' ya ta be doin' this."
T shrugs as he puts his left hand on the table.
"If ya be sure then." Harry leans into T's eyesight without releasing his hold.
"Yeah," T nods, barely meeting Harry's eyes for the briefest moment before they dart away.
"Okay." Harry nods before he shifts in his seat. His chest restricts. Fuck. Was T having second thoughts about joining them? What had him spacing off like this?
Gil passes the dagger to Harry.
Harry looks down at the dagger in his hand before he rubs his fingers along T's hand, "Ya be sure?"
"Yeah." T nods more confidently, "I want this." He gestures to the others with his other hand.
"Aye, that be what I be looking for." Harry grins before he holds T's wrist and gently drags the blade across T's palm, setting the design of the compass into his skin deep enough to scar.
Uma smiles when Harry sets their blade back into the box. "Now, we have not been given many choices on this isle, but becoming a family? This is our choice." She smiles at everyone around the table before she turns to Deez, "I choose you, my Baby Girl, our Treasure, I choose you to become a part of my family. Do you choose me?"
Deez smiles, blinking back tears as she nods, "Yes, finally, I choose you." She holds her bloodied hand out to clasp Uma's.
Uma smiles, squeezing Dees' hand once before she releases her, "And you." She turns towards T, "T, the Shadow that stalked my family, the Ghost who chose to stand with us, I choose you to become part of my family. Do you choose me?"
"I'm dense not dumb." T grins as he clasps her hand and squeezes hers
How perfectly T. Uma snorts as her lips curl into a wide smile.
"I damn well be ah choosin' ya ta be part o' me family ya little shit," Harry grins as he holds his hand out for T in barely containing his excitement, "Do ya be ah choosin' me?"
"Reluctantly, but every time." T agrees with a smirk before he takes Harry's hand and squeezes.
Harry grips their hands together, pumping his hand a few times before he lets go with a wink. "And you Fire Princess. I be choosin' ya ta be part o' me family." He continues as he turns to Deez, "Do ya be ah choosin' me?"
Deez smiles through her tears as she holds her hand out to Harry, "Aye," She chuckles, "Aye, I be choosin' you too."
Gil grins when Harry nods in his direction. "I choose you, my Treasure, to be part of my family." He presses his palm down over hers before he laces their fingers together, "Do you choose me?"
"Of course I choose you, always and forever." Deez smiles tearfully before she leans her head against Gil's chest.
She stays there even when Gil reluctantly pulls his hand away.
"I choose you, Dagger," Gil grins sheepishly, "to be part of my family even when I want to pop you." He holds his hand out, a smile spreading when T presses his cut against his, "Do you choose me?"
"Fuck yeah." T grins as he squeezes Gil's hand.
Deez chuckles before she leans forward and puts her hand out, "I choose you, Shadowed Vigilante, to be part of my family," She smiles as T claps their hands together, "Do you choose me?"
"Yeah, even when you don't want me," T smirks before it softens into a smile. "Guess we're not the outcasts anymore, huh?"
"Misfits." She corrects with a grin, "And I'm pretty sure that's my line." She sticks her tongue out at T.
"Better watch where you stick that." T shakes his head.
"I be ah liking that." Harry chuckles as he claps T on the back, "even when ya don'nah be wantin'. That be good for all o' us ta be rememberin'."
Gil joins Harry's laughter as he pulls Deez back to him in excitement.
"Welcome to the family you two." Uma smiles as she pulls glasses out of a desk drawer, "Get the rounds started Harry." She chuckles as she passes them down the table.
"Don'nah be havin' ta be tellin' this pirate twice." Harry begins doling out rum from the dark bottle on the table into the five glasses.
"So what's that?" Deez asks, sitting up curiously.
"Rum or whiskey." T supplies with a shrug.
"I did'nah be ah knowin' ya be havin' an interest in the finer things." Harry chuckles.
"I don't," T shrugs, "but I've set it on fire before." He absently adds as he stares at the mark on his palm.
"Ya be doin' what?" Harry blinks in concern.
"Oh, that's why you suggested booze could be an accelerant for the forge." Deez quickly interjects.
"Well, yeah." T nods as he traces the bloody mark on his palm, deep in thought. "I love setting shit on fire."
Well, that explained a lot. Uma shakes her head as she picks up the rag she'd cleaned Deez up and wipes her hand before passing it to Gil. "I'll keep that in mind." She chuckles at the look of concern on Harry's face, leave it to her Pretty Boy to be subtle. It was nice to know she wasn't the only one feeling that way though.
Gil grins as he gently cleans Deez's hand, "How bad does it hurt?"
Deez tilts her head to the side at the question, "It doesn't." She shrugs as she looks at her palm.
Gil lets out a sigh of relief, "Good."
"But it didn't leave a mark either." She pouts as she runs her fingers over her smooth skin.
"Damn, crossing that one off the list."
Gil glares, "What kind of list do you have exactly?"
"Uhh." T blinks. "For a game, we play." He responds vaguely as he rubs the back of his neck with his blood-covered palm.
"Clean your hand, Sweet Boy." Uma prompts before she grins, "No point in popping him right now, he just joined."
"I guess that's true." Gil shakes his head. He wipes the blood from his palm before tossing the rag to Harry, who bats it away from the glasses with an offended glare.
"It's really not as bad as you're thinking." Deez assures him as she settles on his lap and hugs him, "I really do enjoy Surprise." Now anyway. She'd hated it at first, "It really helped me avoid accidentally hurting people."
Gil's frown turns into a grin, "Oh."
"I'm not a complete monster." T's eyes light up mischievously.
"You just enjoy people thinking the worst about you." Deez teases.
"I like my bars low." T grins as he props his head up with his hand lazily, subsequently leaving a smear of blood on his cheek.
"Time ta be ah toastin' our family an' drinkin'." Harry holds his hands up as he stands and starts passing the cups out.
"That would be my job," Uma holds her glass high, "To our family, finally complete like we've been dreaming of for years."
"To family!" Gil and Harry chorus before they clink their glasses together with Uma's and drink.
T shrugs as he picks up his glass, "To family." He turns to Deez.
"To family." Deez chuckles as she carefully clinks her glass with T's.
Uma lifts a brow surprised when T downs the glass of liquid-like he drank every night, without so much as a hiss. It was hard to picture T purposefully drinking when he was usually so vigilant about his surroundings. Odd.
She's pulled from her thoughts when she hears a small groan. She laughs when she sees the look on Deez's face after she sniffs her cup suspiciously again. "Just try it, Baby Girl."
Deez shrugs, tipping the glass against her lips before she coughs and immediately tips it back into her glass, "Gaaah-" She shakes her head and glares at the cup as if it somehow betrayed her.
"Man, you must hate the sleep tonic." T chuckles as he lowers the empty glass to the table, tilting it to make swirl patterns as he looked at it thoughtfully.
"Yes. And that was gross too." Deez frowns as she leans forward to set her glass down, only for Gil to pluck it from her hand.
"I got it." He grins as he dumps her drink into his glass.
Uma chuckles as she watches before looking down at her glass. If Deez wasn't going to drink, she couldn't leave her to babysit them.
With a small sigh she pours the rest of her drink into Harry's glass before she stands, "Come here Deez, help me out with bandages."
T picks up his messenger bag and flips it open, "Deez, catch." He grins as he tosses a canister at her.
Deez catches the small container with a grin, "It's like Surprise, but it's useful stuff coming at me." She chuckles.
"Tch." T grins, "Told ya you'd grow to love it."
"I never said you were wrong about that." Deez rolls her eyes as she joins Uma. She quickly salves her palm before carefully bandaging her hand.
"Thanks, Baby Girl." Uma smiles before she kisses Deez's temple, "I am so happy to finally have you here. Really here."
"And I'm not going anywhere this time." Deez smiles before she kisses the corner of Uma's lips.
Gil nods in approval, "Right. This time you're ours for real." He grins.
"Exactly." Uma hugs Deez before she shoos her away, "Now get the others taken care of because it's about time for bed."
"Aye Captain." Deez smiles before she walks over to Gil, "I've always been yours you know." she says as she takes his injured hand in hers.
"Never like this." Gil shakes his head. "Not on this level."
"Not on a family level?" Deez purses her lips as she smears the ointment on his palm.
"Yeah," Gil nods as he nurses his glass. "It's our family's level. That makes it better and stronger."
"And I'm happy it finally happened." Deez smiles, trying her best to quickly wrap his hand up, "It should have happened years ago, but I'm kind of slow with all this. Honestly, after everything, this was probably the best way for this to happen." At least she didn't have to hurt them that deeply when she'd been forced to join Mal's gang. She sighs, but she had been dangerously close to the choice that would have made that all the more painful.
"Tch." T scoffs, "Like I ain't worse?" He teases as he drops his hand leaving a bloody print on his face as before he moves to perch on the back of the chair again.
"Oh, you are worse." Deez grins at him as she ties the bandage on Gil's hand, "But look at us now, trying."
"Aye, we'll be ah takin' the try any day." Harry winks at Uma before he downs the rest of his drink.
"Yeah," Gil grins as he leans forward to kiss Deez's cheek.
"Let me fix Harry and T's hands and I'll be back." She turns to kiss his forehead
"Thank you for taking care of them, an' the captain," Gil smiles at her, "An me."
"Duh," She chuckles, circling the table until she's beside T, "Come on. He won't let me help him until I get you bandaged up first."
T sighs as he rolls his eyes but holds out his damaged hand. "Go for it, Princess. But if you're actin' nurse, tag." He grins at her. "Next time I wait."
"Not my call, that sounds like it's a between you two thing." She grabs T's hand and starts working before she continues, "I just knew what he'd say to me if I tried to bandage him first."
T rolls his eyes.
"She ain'nah bein' wrong." Harry chuckles as he slings an arm around T, "More?" He offers T the bottle.
"Are you drinking more?" T lifts a brow.
"I think I already be drinkin' more." Harry chuckles, "I definitely be ah settin' down ah empty glass, but then there be more in it ta be enjoyin'."
"It wasn't nearly as disgusting as I thought it would be." T leans forward as he pushes his glass towards Harry.
"How disgusting did you think it was going to be?" Deez demands, "Because it tasted even worse than it smelled."
"Worse than the sleeping drought for sure." T shrugs. "But this goes down smoother and tastes better, it just burns more."
"Ew."
T snorts.
"Be lookin' here Princess." Harry shakes his finger at her, "If ya ain'nah likin' it, ya can be ah givin' it back."
"Gil got it." Deez shrugs.
"Who isn't complaining." Gil chimes in with a grin.
Harry chuckles, "I bet ya ain't."
Deez ties T's bandage off, "Good?"
T closes his hand into a fist. "Yep." He uncurls his hand. "Thanks."
"Now hold still." Deez orders as she grabs the rag from the table and dips it in the glass Uma'd given her earlier, "Because you're covered in blood."
"Eh." T shrugs but does as instructed.
Deez rolls her eyes before she climbs to stand in the chair, "You make things difficult on purpose." She accuses as she cleans T's face and neck.
"Oh go grow an inch." T teases.
Deez crosses her arms over her chest and pouts, "Great, short jokes and short insults." She looks around the room before she drops her chin to her chest, "I forgot everyone is a lot taller than me."
"How? You just had to crawl up a chair."
"Not for Uma and Gil." She growls.
"Okay-" Harry chuckles as he stands and picks Deez up, "It be me turn ta be tended by the pretty Treasure," he pulls her into his lap as he falls back into his chair. "Can'nah be havin' ya leavin' me out." He picks his glass back up, frowning before he refills it.
"I need your hand to not have a glass in it." Deez grins as she rolls her eyes.
"I got it." T reaches over to steal his glass.
"Now now, this ain'nah bein' ah bit fair."
"It's just until I get your hand taken care of." Deez chides as she smothers his palm with a huge glob of the ointment, "Don't be a baby."
"No..." T grins, "Pretty sure it's just not fair." He downs the rest of Harry's glass.
"Ya be ah seein' this shite?" Harry whines before he turns in his seat, "Uma!"
"What?" Uma blinks innocently, "Not my fault if you can't be defending your own drink."
"Will you please stop moving so much Harry," Deez begs in exasperation before she pulls the bandage off and starts over.
T snorts as he reaches up and runs his hands through Harry's hair, "Stop being a dick and sit still."
"Aye... I can be ah doin' that." Harry purrs, "But I be ah wantin' me drink when me hand be fixed."
"Well, sometimes it just sucks to suck." T chuckles.
Harry pouts as he turns in his chair, "Ya be ah mean one."
"Oh my father, if you can sit still for five fuckin' seconds I'll pour you the damn drink." Deez huffs in frustration as she unwraps the loose cloth again, "Don't make me get another new bandage."
"Here," T drops his hand from Harry's hair to plop back into his chair as he reaches over to pin Harry's arm, "Fucking child."
Gil and Uma chuckle as Deez quickly ties the probably a little too tight bandage off.
"Done!" She jumps off Harry's lap, "T, give me his glass."
T snorts. "You mean my glass?"
"Here," Uma snickers as she pushes her glass to Deez, "But only one more. We still have to talk in the morning."
"Aye Uma." Harry smiles as he plucks the cup up and holds it out, "I be protectin' this one better."
T's brow quirks at the challenge.
"Cool it." Uma chides affectionately, "No need to send him or Deez into a tantrum."
T turns to Uma in surprise, "What? I didn't even do anything."
Uma raises one eyebrow, "I saw the thought."
"Fuck, seriously?!" He narrows his eyes, "Are you a mind reader now too?" He accuses.
"Yep." Uma and Deez both answer at the same time.
T blinks as he looks between the two suspiciously. "Well get the fuck out, it's crowded enough up there." He pouts.
Uma chuckles, "Sounds like. "
Deez finishes pouring Harry's drink before she slams the cork down on the bottle and hands it to Uma.
Harry sticks his tongue out at T, who childishly mimics him.
"Is this what drinking does to people?" Deez shakes her head as she watches the two, "Make them more like themselves?"
"Yeah," Gil grins as he reaches out and pulls Deez to his lap. "Pretty much." He nuzzles into her neck playfully. "It helps loosen people up so they're more comfortable."
"It feels like fighting the tonic." T grins as he props his head up lazily.
"You can fight the sleep?" Deez tilts her head to the side in confusion before a light blush covers her face at Gil's attention to her exposed neck.
T nods. "My records about thirty minutes."
Uma furrows her brow and nods, "That's impressive. I think I can go about two."
T chuckles, "It took time."
"Gross."
"Why would you take it just to fight it?" Gil looks up at T curiously.
"Obviously he was bored." Deez rolls her eyes as she leans against Gil's chest and yawns.
"Oh god, is it catching?" T looks between Uma and Deez in slight horror.
"I thought it was implied." Uma chuckles.
T's hand drops to the table, "You're both fucking with me right?"
Deez shakes her head before she sits up, "T, do you really think I could handle being a mind reader?"
"It's you so, yes?"
"I thoroughly disagree." Deez shakes her head, "I don't want to actually know what people are thinking. It's bad enough connecting the dots I do connect. That gets me in enough trouble."
T studies her for a moment, before relaxing in his chair slightly. "Good point."
"But that's her." Uma winks.
T stiffens as his eyes turn back to Uma, "God fucking damn it."
"Ya know," Uma runs a finger over her chin before she sucks her teeth, "It might be a curse from being the descendent of a god."
T studies her skeptically before he sits up straighter. "You can't hold thoughts against people Uma, there's no shutting them off. I've tried."
"And I don't." Uma holds a hand to her chest, "But I do make sure you don't act on them."
"And on that note, I'm bringing this one to bed." Gil stands up with Deez in his arms, still snuggling into her as he turns away from the table.
"That's fucking foul Uma." T pouts. "But..." He grins, "Luckily for me, I don't even know what I'm going to do half the time. So-" He sticks out his tongue.
"For you maybe." Uma winks, "I think I'll head to bed too, we'll finish this meeting up in the morning." Uma can't help the amusement as she feels T's eyes on her as she slips into bed and snuggles up to Deez, pinning her thoroughly to Gil's chest.
"You can't actually read minds can you Uma?" Gil asks hesitantly as he pulls her closer to him and Deez.
"No." Deez chuckles lightly, "She's just having too much fun now that T thinks she can."
"But I think our Baby Girl can." Uma smiles wickedly.
"No, I can't." Deez blinks.
"Close enough." Uma nuzzles Deez's hair. "Come on, between the two of us we could-"
"Piss T off when he figures out the truth? I agree, we probably shouldn't do that."
"I've seen what sets T off." Uma chuckles lowly, "This isn't something that will do that."
"It is funny." Gil chuckles softly. "As long as you can't actually do it."
"What are you afraid of?" Deez frowns as she turns back to look at him.
"My thoughts are private," Gil grumbles lowly as he ducks behind her hair.
Uma and Deez share a look before they dissolve into giggles.
"Rest assured, Sweet Boy, your thoughts are safe from me." Uma strokes his arm placatingly.
"Your actions and the dots they connect to your thoughts though... I make no promises." Deez presses her lips to the hollow of his throat.
Gil tightens his grip around both of them. "Not funny."
"I don't think it is most of the time either." Deez agrees with a pout before she settles between them.
T frowns as he glares at the wall. They had to be just dicking with him right? Uma would be pissed if she knew half of the thoughts going on through his head. He was pretty sure of it anyways. He groans as he drops his head to his folded arms in front of him.
"Ya be ah gettin' tired then?" Harry pokes at his shoulder, "ya be ah wantin' ta use ah hammock instead o' the bed?"
T lifts his head and looks where Harry was gesturing. "Nope. Wide awake." He sits back up. "I'mma go fuck around with alcohol now though." He stands up.
"Like hell ya be fuckin' with alcohol." Harry glares as he stands up.
T waves his hand, "I'm not lighting it on fire." He walks for the door, "Night guys."
"What ya be ah doin' with it?" Harry dances to block T from leaving.
"Not sure yet, but I have a couple of ideas." T shrugs.
"Uma!" Harry calls out.
"T, what are ya workin' on, and do I need to get up?" She grumbles, "Because I am really comfortable right now."
"You're fine Uma. Nope. And just a few ideas. It won't hurt the ship or you guys."
"But it might hurt you?"
T shrugs, "Won't know till I try."
"Will you please not do shit like that alone."
"Aye!" Harry crosses his arms over his chest, "What the Cap'n be ah sayin'."
"Heard." T waves dismissively as he slides past Harry, "Night." He slips out the door.
"Uma!" Harry whines as he gestures to the door.
"Ugh, go make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."
"Aye Cap'n." He glares as he follows after T.
"I hope T was just messing with him." Uma sighs as she rolls to her back.
"It's hard to tell with him," Gil admits as he pulls them both closer, "But Harry'll take care of it." He sleepily cuddles into them.
It's finally official!
Were you as excited for this chapter as the Sea3 were to initiate D and T? I know we were excited to write it.
Lolz, they're all afraid of waking up T. Do you think the concern is well earned? Or do you think they're just being extra?
Speaking of T, what do you think about Uma's new hood rule? How do you think that rules that's going to work?
I know it was kinda gross when D bit off part of her hand- But the set up for it made me laugh. What did you guys think?
Any of you guys have any guesses as to what's on T's mind?
The oath between all of them was harder than you'd think it be to come up with. At least for me anyway. Still, I think at the end of the day it ended up being cute- What do you guys think?
Is anyone surprised to hear T utter the words "I like to set shit on fire"? Oh? No one- Because of fucking course he loves flames. Fucking adrenaline junkies.
I don't know about you guys but Gil's reaction to T's list was just gold to me. What do you grade it?
What did you guys think about D and T's first drinks? Anyone surprised by their response to the beverage?
Snorts Mind reader- Tipsy T is gullible af. This story would be so much different if Uma could actually read minds. But, yeah we thought it would be cute to add. What do you think?
Harry is so fucking extra, he should be used to T being sus as fuck by now, shouldn't he?... Not that I can blame him... T is tipsy right now, admittedly for the first time, I don't think I'd trust T either. Where do you stand on the issue?
With much love and appreciation
-Twisted
Covid Chat
The year 2020.
The day? Doesn't matter. Not anymore. No routine. No work.
Still not stir crazy myself, but feelin' for those who are. Hope you guys are all keeping healthy and safe.
Oh and because I keep forgetting, if you guys are desperate for some outside world interaction, me and Dark are still doing our awkward as fuck Fires Side Chat. Friday's starting, hopefully at 5, sometimes 5:30 (depending on tech difficulties) eastern standard time.
We're also going to start doing smaller videos throughout the week. These videos are going to be how we answer questions posted to us through comments and reviews.
We'll have a Current Fireside Chat, where we answer questions about the latest updates.
We're also planning to go back to the very beginning to answer any questions posed about our earlier chapters in the Mask series. So if you have any unanswered questions, go back and let us know. If you have to leave a question as a guest, make sure to put your name in there so we can credit where the questions come from. :)
We're also toying with the concept of a Writer's Chat. Would you guys be interested in short videos where we break down our process about everything from original character creation to planning out a storyline?
We have a lot of ideas we're kicking around in the back of our minds, but if you have any thoughts on things you'd like to see, please let us know.
This in no way will put an end to our usual Fireside live chats on Fridays, we're just thinking of ways to keep our content short and sweet for those who can't make it to the lives, or for anyone who'd like to hear us bumble and poke fun at ourselves as we continue to strive to entertain.