Note: *cough* This was fun…
Theme – 69
Mally tried to wait for Thackery to come back, he stood on the back porch, watching for any signs of the hare. Finally, glancing down at his cell phone and seeing the time; he exhaled loudly and pushed away, heading inside to collect his leather jacket and helmet.
The bike was one of the very few things he’d let Thackery buy him, and he babied her almost more so than his guitar. He pulled the helmet on, zipped up his jacket up, and straddled the bike. He sat there for a few seconds, sighing loudly. “Whatever… Thackery, I tried.” He put the key in the ignition and turned it.
Thackery was out of breath by the he made it home. He knew he was being stupid, leaving things on such bad terms; knowing that Mally would be leaving the house to go meet some ex-lover. His stomach burned, and Dorchadas had fallen silent again. A sickness built in his stomach when he heard the familiar roar of the dormouse’s motorcycle.
He honestly hated the bike, but Mally had been so set on the damn thing. In his opinion it was a death trap – but no one seemed to care what he thought. He tugged on his ear as he walked through the house, making in to the front door just in time to watch the dormouse disappearing down the street.
He stood there for a moment, his chest aching. “Stupid kid…” he whispered, resting his elbows on the railing while covering his face with his hands. “Stupid…why do I love you when you’re still so damn immature?”
‘You love him because he’s your soul mate.’
Thackery frowned, his eyes closing. “Didn’t ask your opinion, now did I?”
“You don’t have to ask, I know it as a fact.”
Thackery turned. “Well, you’re a wasteful son of a bitch. Do you know how much that exhausts me when you do that?” He demanded, though he didn’t yet feel the strain that Dorchadas’ splitting would later yield. He rolled his eyes when his twin continued to stand there, glowering at him.
“Don’t lecture me, Thackery. If I’d stayed inside your head you would have just ignored me or toned me out… like you’ve been doing since Chesshur returned.” Dorchadas chided, unfolding his arms and reaching out to grab Thackery by the elbow. “Come inside, we need to talk.” He added in a softer tone.
Thackery’s head cocked to the side. “I… What?” his eyes widened.
Dorchadas’ lips twitched. He laughed quietly and tugged on Thackery’s elbow. “Tea and pastries if that dormouse hasn’t eat them all. You did buy some the other day, yes?” he probed.
Thackery nodded and let his twin lead him through the house, smiling ever so slightly at the way the incubus seemed to be bouncing on his toes; practically grinning ear to ear when he glanced back at Thackery. It seemed as though Dorchadas was having trouble believing that he actually had Thackery to himself.
The last time the spirit had been free; there had been so much drama going on that he’d barely had any time at all to spend with his host. The spirit really was bouncing when he started getting cups out of the cupboard. Thackery moved to grab the package of teabags from the cupboard.
“No! I got it!” Dorchadas turned quickly, grabbing Thackery’s hand. “Please let me?”
Thackery stared at him for a moment, his lips quirking slightly. “Alright…” he shook his head in amusement. “Alright, Dorchadas.” He laughed.
The other man’s face lit up. He grinned brightly, “Thanks… Thackery,” he said quietly.
Thackery jumped when his cell chimed. He turned and grabbed it up off the counter. Unlocking the front screen, he noticed the text message… and Mally’s name. “If that little shit is texting while driving, I’m going to…”
Dorchadas turned. “Thackery, what’s wrong…?” he set the mugs down and crossed the room, coming up behind the other hare and leaning his chin on his shoulder. He glanced down at the text message, frowning. “I can’t read it… what’s it say?”
Thackery exhaled loudly, his lips pressed tightly together as he tried to pull himself together enough to answer. “Mally says that he’s been in a car accident… says it’s not his fault, he’s fine… and that he’s trying to convince them not to take him to the hospital.”
“Please tell me you’re going to make that bastard go to the hospital… please?”
“Oh… he’s going to the hospital… stupid son of a bitch…”
Mally was barely resisting the urge to chuck his helmet at the two idiots standing by their car, bitching about the dent in the front bumper from where they’d collided with him. He sat in the back of the ambulance, a blanket draped over his shoulders. “Why do I have a blanket?” he asked the paramedic standing nearest him.
“It’s a shock blanket,” The man answered.
“I’m not in shock.”
The young man started to shrug, and then smiled faintly. “Those two the ones you were waiting for?” he asked, gesturing.
Mally paled, “Oh… twins again… that’s nice…” he shook his head, looking a bit dazed.
“They don’t look too happy to see you.” The man remarked. “Sure you don’t want to play this up?”
Mally grabbed the ends of the blanket and pulled it tighter around his shoulders, trying to make himself as small as possible. “Thack? Dorchadas…” he called when they were close enough.
Thackery’s eyes were wide. He stepped forward and laid his hand against the other man’s face, “Oh god…”
Dorchadas shook his head. “Stupid ass,” he hissed. “You okay?”
“I’m… in shock?” Mally suggested hopefully.
The incubus’ eyebrow rose.
“I’ve got a blanket, I’m in shock.” Mally’s lips quirked. “But seriously… I’m alright. I’m okay…” he lifted his eyes. “the bike is a loss.”
“Little shits ran the light.” Mally tried to stand up, made it into a standing position and then yelped, sitting back down.
Thackery turned towards the paramedic. “You’re taking him to the hospital.” He said.
The young man smiled, “Oh yeah.”
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- 1amvengeance said:shock blanket….shock blanket….i see what you did there and i WILL love you forever and ever again! devil or angel i can’t make up my mind, i luv u i luv u.
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- littlecheshirecat said:i dont know if i should be scared that dorchadas seems almost cute as i pictured him bouncing around. or if i should be scared for mally after what thack might do to him when he gets him home.
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