I did say drabbles you guys. This implies short. Please don't complain when I warned you and especially when I meant to keep this as a oneshot.
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When Xanxus next takes a breath, he staggers into the closest wall.
It takes him only a fraction of a second to take in the room around him, looking for threats even in his disoriented state and fighting to keep a lid on his Flames. He doesn't want to alert anyone around him of his state, and his Flames will give him away quicker than anything.
Especially now.
Even in his disoriented state Xanxus knows the walls he stands inside. He is inside the Mansion. It considerably narrows down his time frame. He isn't sure exactly where he is time wise- all he knows is it is before the Cradle Affair.
Good.
That means he has time.
He feels the Flame Gems warm against his chest and he feels something in him loosen in response. He hadn't been sure they would come with him. It helps that the gems hold his Pride's Flames in them and their presence soothes his own Flames.
He shakes his head sharply once and takes a breath.
Alright.
Breathe.
He needed to know when he was. He needed to know how long he had to work with, and what he could fix.
But first…he scowls down at his feet.
He needed to readjust to his smaller body or he wouldn't be able to do anything.