"Amanda?"
The house is quiet. Todd nervously hovers around the front door, wringing his hands. Amanda said she'd be back soon, but -- well, no, she didn't say that, she threw a look over her shoulder and said, "Relax, Todd, I just wanna check it out," and then the door shut behind her. And Todd, coward, didn't follow her. Stupid.
It's been more than a little while.
A few hours back Todd had pulled up a chair, situating himself right in the foyer, but as the minutes ticked by he had gotten too anxious to sit and began pacing again.
"Stupid," he berates himself, "first you get yourself killed and take Amanda with you, then you, what, lose her?"
Because, yeah. He lost his sister. Through the front door.
Jesus Christ.
Suddenly Amanda shoots through the door with a scream and slams it shut behind her. She has sand in her hair and Todd rushes to her, gripping her shoulders.
"Amanda!"
"Todd!" Amanda grips him right back. "Todd, there's like, a huge fucking snake out there. Huge."
"A snake?"
"It had three- four? mouths. That's too many mouths, Todd!"
Todd shakes his head. "Wait, you went out the door, and there was a snake, and..."
"It almost ate me!"
"It almost ate you? Oh my god, Amanda, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine! I'm fine."
Amanda drops her hold on Todd and begins shaking sand out of her hair. Todd lets go of her too, and she finally seems to notice the chair. She laughs. "Todd, did you seriously get a whole chair just to wait a few minutes for me?" She prods him in the arm. "Come on, man, that's so dumb."
"Minutes? It's-- Amanda, it's been almost the whole day. I've been waiting for you for hours."
Amanda looks around, and realizes, oh, yeah, it's dark out now.
"...That doesn't make sense. I was only out there a few minutes, I swear."
Todd sighs. "I believe you, okay? Let's just not go out there again for a while." Or ever, he adds silently. Amanda seems to pick up on that, because she grimaces and nods.
"Yeah. Yeah, totally. Another meeting with the big giant snake who wants to eat me? Totally not on my to-do list."
Having his little sister who he got killed alongside himself get double-killed by a big giant snake? Totally not on Todd's to-do list either.
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Soap : Cap! I just had a thought, what if-
Price : Jesus fuck, have you heard of knocking?!
Soap : Oh, yeah, sorry, anyway - wait, are you okay? You're really sweaty... You know that could be a sign of heart failure in older men, right? You should get that checked out-
Price : Older men??? Okay, get the fuck out of my office before I throw this stapler at you.
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Nik : *snorts*
Price : Fuck you.
Nik : You wish, зайчик. Go back to your papers~
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Gaz : Did someone know Nik was here? I just saw him exiting Price's office, I didn't know he was on base!
Soap :
Ghost : No, I didn't know. You think he's here for a mission?
Soap : Holy steamin Jesus my poor eyes does anyone have bleach-
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im really hoping this one is in there
💅🏽revenge 💅🏽
It also is, but not for the one that you're thinking!
Here's a peak at a draft that's a few chapters away
You see, that's the thing about prison. It gives you plenty of time to plot your revenge. I spent two and a half years perfecting this plan, and you're not going to ruin it for me this time. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a ransom call to make.
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[ID: Mob Psycho 100 drawing. It's a series of panels showing vaguely feminine smiling facial features: a smiling mouth, an eye narrowed with happiness, two eyes closed as the person laughs, a laughing mouth. Across those panels is written (in Russian): "Hey... Can you hear me? Wake up... WAKE UP!!!" The last panel is misshapen and has a piece broken off. Shigeo lies in bed pensively, hands under his head. He thinks, "Who are you?" /end ID]
ermmm just a quick doodle i had to get out... this isn't meant to be sad or anything btw just egg mob or smth like that
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This is not your grave...
...but you are welcome in it.
(there is next to no Master Chief whump, so i'm being the change i want to see in the world. rewrite of Halo 2's cutscene Sorry, Were You in the Middle of Something?)
"Can't you run any faster!?"
"Not helping...!" Master Chief barked with a sharp exhale. His legs burned from the long jump, bones quaking with the force of sprinting. His pulse hammered in his ears.
He stole a glance back—blinding white. So close. Too close. Cortana spoke for them both, "You're not going to make it!" He shook his head, too focused on run faster to even mentally curse.
Still, the edge of the landing came all too quickly. Chief prepared to jump, sucked in a breath, and launched. Fast enough only by milliseconds, he cleared the ledge of his own volition. A moment suspended, then the wall of force hit him before he could even enter free fall.
White enveloped him. Armor shock absorbers failed. Pain. Vertigo as he spun midair.
"Chief!"
Cortana suddenly sounded so distant.
He hadn't lost his helmet, had he? Lungs spasmed in shock, unable to draw breath. Or was there simply no air to—
Thunder clapped, a full body strike against his backside. "Chief!" What little air he'd managed to cling to was punched from his lungs. "Chief! John!"
Black overwrote white.
Darkness oozed up around him, the light from the blast and the sun above tunneling sharply down to a crosshair in his vision. Somewhere, distant, he registered he'd hit water. Knew he needed to activate flotation failsafes in his armor. Lest he'd sink. But those thoughts flitted past with the bubbles, helplessly up to the surface. He fell away, deeper.
"Wake up! ...That's an order, Chief!"
"—Shit, what is that?"
Consciousness flagging, one last drop of awareness screamed as something banded hot and white around his middle. Copper met his tongue, and the black abruptly swallowed him whole.
"Chief! Damn it, wake up!"
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"Ah, Nik, wait!"
Nikolai turns back around at the sound of the Captain's voice.
"You're going to make me miss my flight," he pretends to complain, not able to keep himself from smiling.
Price rolls his eyes. "You're the one flying your flight back home."
Nik chuckles. John looks annoyed, but clearly it's not directed at him if him relaxing in his presence is to be believed.
"Anyway, I won't keep you long, I just need you to teach me how to say something in Russian."
There's a terrible idea rising in Nik's mind. He tries to ignore it at first.
"There's this guy, he's a fucking asshole and I'd like to tell him to go fuck himself in his native language."
He nods distractedly at Price. But it would be the perfect moment... He leaves right after that, after all... And John wouldn't understand right away, he'd have time to go hide somewhere.
"Right," he clears his throat and smiles at Price. "I can do that, sure. Repeat after me, try to remember the words : я -"
Price squints his eyes in concentration. He looks so fucking cute that Nik could die.
"Ya -"
"влюбилась"
"Woah, okay, vl...vlyoubeelas?"
Nik's smile is growing. "Good," he says, voice lower. Swears that John's cheeks are redder than they were before. Interesting. "в"
Price frowns. "Just 'vv' ?"
"Да. And finally, тебя."
"Tyebya."
Nik's heart is starting to beat a bit faster, apparently just now realising what he was doing. There's no going back now.
"Now the whole thing : я влюбилась в тебя"
John's brow furrows more in deep focus. "Ya vlyoubeelas vtyebya."
Damn, that makes Nik's cheeks warmer and his smile wider. He knows that Price doesn't mean it, doesn't even know what it means, but if that's all he's going to get, he's going to cherish it inside his heart.
He isn't sure John will want anything to do with him when he'll look it up, after all, he hasn't survived this long by having too high hopes. His smile softens and he nods at his friend.
"Not bad. Remember the words."
Price huffs. "Of course I'll remember the words. Now go, wouldn't want you to miss your own chopper back home."
Nik laughs and shakes his head as he turns around and walks to his helicopter. He stops before climbing in, turns his head back towards the Captain.
"Oh, and John, don't actually tell him that, he has no right to hear it."
He knows Price well enough to know that he's sighing right now, but he's too far to hear it.
"What did you even teach me?" He asks in a jokingly tired voice.
Nik grins back at him. "You'll have to look it up, зайчик."
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