It’s Really Not That Big of a Deal
Warnings: hidden injury, bruises, escape
“It’s really not that big of a deal, Caretaker, let’s just get out of here,” Whumpee said pulling their arm away from Caretaker. “I’m fine.”
Caretaker eyed Whumpee warily. They were not so certain. But they couldn’t risk Whumper walking in. “Ok, but if you start to feel unwell, we’re stopping. I don’t care if we are just outside Whumper’s gate. We’re stopping. Am I clear?”
“Crystal. Now can we just go?” The bruises on Whumpee’s face made them look paler than usual.
Caretaker nodded and quickly made their way back to the entrance. It was a long way and they needed to get out of there as quickly as possible. “How are you doing?”
“‘m fine,” Whumpee said as they huffed and puffed behind Caretaker. “Just a little out of shape.”
Caretaker eyed Whumpee, but kept going, not wanting to waste precious time.
It was only when Caretaker returned their focus to escaping that Whumpee let their mask drop. The pain from their ribs was incredible. But they had to keep it a secret from Caretaker. At least until they were both to safety. Because if Whumpee stopped to say they were having a tough time breathing, or that the world was spinning around them, Caretaker would stop and both would be trapped with Whumper.
I can rest. After. After we’re free. Just a few more steps. Whumpee was so focused on putting one foot in front of the other that they didn’t realize they were in fresh air. “Oh,” they said as they ran into Caretaker’s back. “That is nice,” they muttered as their knees gave way, adrenaline finally leaving their body.
“Whumpee!”
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June of Doom Day 29
29. “It’s really not that big of a deal.”
| Bruises | Secret | Acceptance |
TW: dolls, hypothermia, major character death
A/N: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
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"So... it's really not that big of deal, laddie. But... no one is allowed to know, okay?"
Montgomery Scott felt very agitated as he led his wee co-worker down into the basement of the outpost. He had found the secret door by accident, when he had stumbled drunk into a huge shelf and somehow had activated a hidden mechanism.
Never had he expected to find such a huge secret on Delta Vega. He had thought of the planet to be his punishment, when actually it was a gift.
Keenser followed him without a word. Well... of course without a word. After all, the lad wasn't very talkative. But maybe that would change as soon as he saw what Scott had found in the basement.
Like he had said, it wasn't really a big deal, but he still felt kinda proud of his discovery.
When they reached the dark room, Scott couldn't help but ask his Roylan friend if he was ready. He got a grunt in response.
"Okay, okay. Three... two... one... bam!"
The Scotsman switched the light on and as soon as he looked at his surroundings, his smile faded.
"What the-"
Keenser blinked a few times, before he looked up at the human. He grunted again in a questioning way.
"It... it was right here! Where is it?"
He had seen it! How could it have disappeared just like that?!
"What?"
Oh, Keenser had found his voice apparently. He eyed the empty room once more, as if he'd find something hidden anywhere.
"The doll!"
At that, Keenser just cackled quietly.
"Doll?"
Scotty, who had searched the room over and over again, furiously turned around to look at him.
"Aye! It... it was a life-sized doll of a human being! Someone must have hidden it down here as a joke or something!"
It had sat in a corner of the room. Scotty had even touched its body which was made of porcelain. It had been there!
"Imagining things," Keenser just said, shaking his head.
"Nae! I'm not! I'm not imagining things. It was right there!"
He pointed at the now empty corner. A doll couldn't just vanish like that, could it?
Keenser still didn't believe him. He kept on laughing as he left the room, leaving behind a flabbergasted Scott.
"It was here..."
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It drove the engineer nuts. For the next three or four days, all he could think about was that doll.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw it in front of him.
Pale skin. Black hair. Blue eyes. It had looked just so pretty. And he really wanted to see it again.
Almost by themselves, his feet carried him down to the basement again one night.
He had to take another look. He had to see that pretty face once more.
However, Scotty was disappointed. The room was still empty.
He ran a hand through his hair. It was impossible! It was just crazy! It had to be somewhere!
The Scotsman was just about to leave again, when he saw something strange from the corner of his eyes. It looked like... light.
Slowly, he walked over to where the light was coming from. The glow came out from behind a cabinet. With all his strength, Scott pushed the piece of furniture aside and he couldn't believe what he saw.
There was a tunnel behind it!
As if in trance, the Scotsman moved through the tunnel. He knew what was waiting for him at the end of it.
He knew that it was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen. And he was right.
The doll.
It was standing right there in the light, its arms outstretched. There was a bright smile on its face.
As the doll's arms wrapped around him and they started to dance, Scotty felt like he was flying.
He was free! He was as happy as he'd ever been.
He didn't feel the snow beneath his bare feet. He didn't feel the cold starting to swallow him whole.
All he could feel was the warmth of the doll's body pressed against him. It felt like... heaven.
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When Lt. Keenser found his co-worker Montgomery Scott outside the outpost in the morning, frozen to death, he didn't understand how the man had ended up out there. It would forever stay a secret.
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i love the (slightly cracky) premise that the newer batkids like duke who weren't around during jason's genuine "i hate the batfam" era would sometimes forget that it even happened so there'd be times where it would go:
Tim: where are you going
Jason: got a call from a friend in the alley, some fuckers need bullets in their knees. tell B and i'll kill you
Tim: no you won't
Jason: i dunno, i almost did it twice, third time's the charm
Tim: boooo you'll have to try harder
Jason, flipping him off as he leaves: watch your back, timmers!
Duke, who was sitting next to Tim the whole time: ??? he almost did it twice???? i thought he's joking when he says that????
Tim: oh, he is joking whenever he says that now. try a few years ago and it wouldn't have been as much of a joke
Duke: ???????????
Tim, snorting: i'd like to see him try again, anyway. once you realise that spends 80% of his free time in the local library he becomes no better than a nerdy loser who happens to be a bit dangerous
Duke: DUDE
Tim: what? do you find jason scary?
Duke: not usually but DUDE?!?!?
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“… so basically just about everyone in my life has tried to kill me at least once, it’s kinda become my go-to way of making friends, just striking up a conversation with anyone who shoots me. It’s worked with just about all of the rogues in my hometown, including my clone-turned-sister who I had brunch with just last week. Even my parents used to shoot at me, but that was only for like a year or so and in their defense they didn’t actually know it was me, haha. It’s kinda funny, the only person who ever managed to actually kill me was a friend of mine who didn’t technically kill me the first time, and then only did it a second time to fix some rewritten timeline stuff, and I still dated her for a while after that. Oh, speaking of dating, my first girlfriend tried to kill me WHILE we were dating, but again, in her defense, she didn’t know it was me haha. But yeah, that’s kinda why I kept talking to that guy while he was pummeling me, just a bit of a pattern I’ve wound up developing. Anyway, what was the question again?”
“… How did you get in my safe house, and do you need medical attention.”
“Oh! I crashed through the window, and probably. Also, I’m gonna pass out.”
And then Danny passed out.
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