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snowdice · 3 months ago

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Little Kestrel (Epilogue) [Birds of Different Feathers Series]

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Relationships: Logan & Patton & Virgil (future Virgil/Patton but not in this story)

Characters:

Main: Logan, Patton, Virgil

Appear: Thomas

Mentioned: Janus

Summary:

It was supposed to be a quick job either way. Either Virgil would assassinate King Thomas of Prijaznia or he’d be caught and get executed. Yet, when Virgil gets the wrong bedroom and gets caught by Prince Logan and his future royal advisor, Patton, the job ends up getting way more complicated for the 14-year-old. He also ends up sleeping in a (actually pretty comfortable) closet for a few weeks…

Notes: Implied/referenced child abuse, assassination attempt, knives, torture mentioned, captivity, teenagers being really dumb, sexual coercion of minors implied, a minor offering sexual favors, fire, minor character death

This is a prequel to Kill Dear. I wrote it 100 words at a time on my blog, but this is the edited version. If you want to see how it was crafted (and possibly some future content), look at the tag proofread stories.

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“Do you think they’ll light your trees on fire this year?” an amused (but slightly concerned) voice asked from behind Jeffers. Jeffers ran a finger over the empty thumb of his slightly dirty gardening gloves while watching the two boys. They were currently leaning over an unlit lantern and various “supplies.” In truth, he’d stopped his own work to watch the two boys out of the very concern the king had just vocalized.

“Virgil helped me fertilize that tree a week ago,” Jeffers replied. “So, I would hope he exercises some caution.”

“Virgil likes fire though,” Thomas pointed out.

Jeffers sighed. “That he does.” He tilted his head towards Thomas. “You did confiscate the fire knife again after last week, yes?”

“I did,” Thomas confirmed, “but that means very little. Even burying that thing with a corpse did not dissuade him.”

As he spoke, a sudden spark of light flew from where the boys were working. A whining sound and then pop sounded as the spark exploded into 10 pieces, raining down colorful light. Luckily, the sparks burned up before hitting the ground (or the tree).

“Boys, if you set anything on fire, you will be grounded from the festival,” Thomas called in a booming voice. Both boys jumped. Jeffers imagined Logan hadn’t even known he was there. (Virgil certainly had, but he’d still jumped. “For the second year in a row in Logan’s case.”

“They’re not flammable!” was the claim from Logan.

“I don’t believe you,” Thomas called back.

The boys ignored this, turning back to their experiment.

“We should have kept them grounded,” Thomas muttered.

Despite Thomas’s original decision to ground Patton and Logan until their 50s (and Helen’s push to keep them grounded until Thomas, Helen, and Jeffers himself were all dead and couldn’t enforce it anymore), the boys had only been truly grounded for two months after Thomas had found out the truth of Virgil’s origins. (Though there were still jokes they were still technically grounded.) That did, however, mean that Patton and Logan had been grounded from most of the Lantern Festival the year before.

Logan, at least, seemed to be trying to make up for lost time this year (explosively). Jeffers did worry about where Patton was slightly, but honestly Patton without Logan or Virgil tended to be much less destructive in his hijinx. The worst he was probably doing was stealing sweets out from under Helen’s nose. Which was why both Jeffers and Thomas were currently here watching these two.

There were more sparks from the boy’s experiment. The grass caught fire at their feet. Virgil hastily stomped it out.

“I’ll watch them if you want to get food to bribe Virgil away,” Jeffers offered.

Thomas shook his head. “No need,” he said, and began walking towards them. “I thought you said that was ‘not flammable,’” he called as he walked towards them.

“Well, they’re technically not,” was Logan’s reply. “…The grass is though.”

Jeffers rolled his eyes for the benefit of no one as he turned away. He decided he was going to go get food to bribe Virgil away from destruction.

Since it was spring, he didn’t have as much food readily available, but he did already have a small crop of a new breed of radishes he could harvest to taste test. The vegetable garden was a good walk away, but he figured Thomas would be good enough supervision for the moment.

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“Give,” Thomas demanded upon stopping a couple of feet in front of the children. Logan frowned but packed up and handed him the travel sized potion set without argument. (Thomas regretted giving that thing to him. Yes, it had made logical sense after the attempted poisoning. No, it had never been used for anything as practical as an antidote.) Thomas turned to Virgil. “You too,” he said. “Give.”

“I don’t have anything,” Virgil said with no hint of deception in his expression. Which, of course, meant he was lying to Thomas’s face.

“Nuh uh,” Thomas said. “Give it.”

They had a staring contest for a few moments before Virgil finally sighed. To Thomas’s surprise, he did not take out the fire knife. Instead, Virgil reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of what looked like rocks. He put them in Thomas’s outstretched hand.

Thomas had no idea what they were by sight, but considering the theme of their lantern decoration attempts (that is explosives and fire) he could hazard a guess.

“Am I holding explosives in my hand?” Thomas asked.

“They won’t explode unless they come into contact with vinegar,” Logan said.

“So, they are explosive,” Thomas said. “Just not currently active ones.”

“…I suppose,” Logan said.

Thomas opened Logan’s potion kit to get one of its sterile empty containers and put the explosive rocks into it. Then, he zipped the potion kit back up, with a mental note to himself to make sure to take the explosive rocks out of it before giving it back. He pointed at the lantern on the ground. “Paint it like normal people, please.”

Virgil leaned over towards Logan and spoke out of the side of his mouth. “King of Boring more like.”

“I can hear you,” Thomas pointed out, but Virgil, of course, had intended to be heard.

He grinned up innocently in response and Thomas just shook his head before lowering himself to the ground next to the scorched patch of grass.

In addition to their nontraditional decorating supplies, they did also have the usual supply of paints, ribbons, and colorful pieces of paper with them. They brought these out now and began work on making a few more lanterns to decorate. (As Logan and Virgil had only bothered to make one and it was now scorched on the inside.)

Patton and Helen arrived as they were finishing setting up their 6th (unburnt) lantern. The fact that Helen was not in the kitchen must mean all of the food for the festivities was officially finished and likely being handed out by other members of the staff. She’d been working almost nonstop for the past week to make sure everything was ready.

Both of them were carrying a basket full of enough food to provide snacks and dinner for their group for the rest of the night.

Most people did not go back inside during the Lantern Festival from midafternoon until all of the lanterns had been released into the night sky and disappeared, so, they had to have food for the entire night. Most of the food Helen had prepared was traditional for the festival (though there was a nonzero chance Helen had slipped some chicken alfredo into one of the baskets.)

Virgil had gotten to try a lot of the traditional dishes last year, but Thomas still couldn’t help but smile thinking about all of the sweet breads and meat stuffed pies the boy was going to shove into his face tonight.

One of Thomas’s personal favorites was a soft muffin-like pastry. When broken apart, a golden filling reminiscent of the lit lanterns was revealed. The dessert was usually eaten a bit before the lanterns were released and was shared between two people. Thomas had shared the treat with Virgil the year before and the boy had been entranced by the sparkling filling.

It had been a nice moment, one where Virgil’s leeriness towards him (that had never quite gone away after Thomas knew about his past) had faded for a moment, and the boy had just been a 14-year-old. It had warmed Thomas’ heart to see it.

God, but in those moments when his walls dropped, did he always remind Thomas of Aedan.

Now, Virgil was 15, and while Thomas could always see traces of his past in the ways he acted sometimes, things were better now. Thomas saw more of those moments where Virgil felt safe every day.

Like right now, when Logan pulled out a book detailing common Lantern Festival symbols and their meanings, Virgil only took a moment to glance at their surroundings with a cautious eye before bending over the book to take a closer look.

He had gotten much better at reading after Thomas got him a real tutor, but he still mouthed a few of the words to himself as he read the page.

He seemed to make a decision about one of his drawings because he sat back and grabbed some of the paints. Patton spoke happily to him, complimenting his color choices enthusiastically for “that one.”

Jeffers returned from wherever he’d gone off to a few minutes later. He’d brought himself a chair from his shed to sit on instead of sitting on the ground with the rest of them. Despite all the active work he did in the gardens all day, apparently sitting on the ground hurt his back.

He’d also brought a handful of something which he slipped to Virgil.

“Are these the new radishes?” Virgil asked, a hint of excitement to his tone.

Jeffers grunted an affirmation. “Thought you could be the first to try them.”

Virgil was more than happy to do so of course. (It was food, and it was gardening.) Thomas watched him chew happily; his eyes were brighter than the lanterns they would release in a few hours.

He was unsurprised when, amongst the traditional painted symbols representing safety, family, and home, a radish also appeared on Virgil’s lantern that night.

Perhaps it was a strange thing to put on a lantern symbolizing your wishes for the next year, but when the golden lantern floated into the sky hours later, Thomas thought it was perfect.

~~~

Thanks for reading and to everyone who voted and interacted as I live wrote this story over the past few years! Don't forget to check out the Little Kestrel Stats Page to see how your votes affected the end of the story. (There were 27 possible endings!)

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jack-o-phantom · 5 months ago

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AHHH!! Im so HAPPY people love Cinder and his wife because I spent my morning rereading tags like the newspaper. And someone knows who they are in dissecting my art 🤨 in 9part tags

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lacomandante · 2 years ago

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Sharpe + The Onion headlines: Part 12 of ?

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medusapelagia · 1 year ago

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8 Au-gust: Robots and Androids - Part 9

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 , Part 9, Part 10

Rating: Mature Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson WT: Android Steve Harrington, Wanted Criminal Eddie Munson, Temporary Character death [Steve], surgery on the android Words: 2340

Getting off the building is incredibly easy, no one pays attention to a dirty boy while there is an android that crashed to the ground.

Eddie forces himself not to look at the crash site and keeps following the tracker.

He steals a black cloak, uses the hood to hide his face, and keeps following the tracker, he has no fucking idea who Stevie might have called but surely is better than being taken back to prison to wait for his death sentence.

He has conflicted sentiments about the android. Not only did S.T.E.V.E. saved his life two times in a row, but he is also half-human. Or at least he has some human memories buried deep in his codex and he doesn't even know. It seems cruel that he died like that, without knowing any of that.

Eddie shakes his head. He is not dead. He is a machine, and a machine can’t die.

But on every screen in town, he keeps seeing the video of the android that falls from the building and then crashes to the ground.

In the last image, the android’s eyes are open but there is no light behind them while he lies on the ground like a fallen angel.

Eddie is not looking at those images. He is not thinking about the android. He is walking toward salvation. Or at least that’s what he hopes he is doing.

“Boy.”

He knows that voice, Eddie turns and sees Owens hidden behind a corner.

He runs toward him, finding his companions with him.

“Never leave like that again!” Owens scolds him, while he hugs him “Are you ready to go home?”

“But how?!!”

“Someone made sure we received the message. We were ready to assault the prison to get to you but our informant told us that you had help from the inside and that we should have just waited for you to come. Now let's go, the quicker we leave the lesser are the chances that we are going to get killed.”

“There is someone…” Eddie says, stopping the man.

“Another captive?”

“An android.”

Owens glares at him “We don’t help android Eddie. We fight them! Don’t you remember?”

“But he is special!”

“I don’t care how special he is…”

“He is half-human!”

Owens turns toward Eddie “What?!”

“Listen I can’t explain it to you but we can’t let them thorn him to pieces!”

“And what do you want us to do?!”

“The town is still in chaos. He crashed on the ground so they are sending someone to recoil his parts. If we could get there and steal the transportation and its cargo we could take him away.”

Owens shakes his head “Eddie I’m not going to risk everyone’s life because you got involved with a fucking android!”

“He saved my life. Twice.” Eddie protests.

“He would have had his motifs.”

“I can't leave him. Please. He was the help that I had from the inside!”

Gareth gets closer to them “The android helped you escape?!”

Eddie nods, and Gareth turns toward Ownes “We need to help him.”

“That’s madness!”

“Our entire mission is madness, Owens, but if we can have an android on our side maybe he could help us!” Gareth exclaims.

“What if he was only working to gain Eddie’s trust? What if it’s just a trap, uh?”

“It’s not. Please trust me on this one!” Eddie begs.

“If you get in trouble we will not be able to save you, you know that?” Owens asks seriously, and when Eddie nods he finally agrees “So, what’s the plan?”

***

The plan is that Owens will drive them as close as possible to the crash site and then Gareth and Eddie will try to steal the transportation with S.T.E.V.E.’s body and they will drive to the interchange station where they will get on Owens' ship.

“Fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes and then we are leaving, with or without you.”

Eddie nods, hiding his face with the hood.

“We’ll be there.”

“Good luck, son.”

Eddie and Gareth leave and they blend in as well as they can.

“Vecna.” Gareth whispers and Eddie sees it, kneeling next to Stevie and saying something to the other androids that lift the body. One of S.T.E.V.E.'s arms is definitely broken but they can’t see exactly how damaged the android is.

Eddie turns toward Gareth “Get on the van. And be ready to drive like a bat out of hell when I tell you.”

“Are you sure? We can still go back to the ship and…”

“This is important, Gareth. I swear!”

The boy nods and moves toward the van. Now Eddie has to wait for one of the androids to put the body inside and then get in the back of the van with Stevie.

Easy right?

He moves closer and closer, feigning to be a curious citizen but paying attention to hide his face until he is just a few feet from the van.

He sees Gareth open the van and gets to the driver seat, thank god they all know how to hot and wire!

When the android leaves the body on the stretcher inside the van Eddie smashes the van door against the android and the android, surprised, falls to the ground.

He gets inside quickly, screaming “Go! Go! Go!” and Gareth starts to drive as fast as he can.

Thank god Owens is still waiting for them.

“I told you fifteen minutes!” he yells, but he is still there.

They push the stretcher inside the ship and quickly escape.

“Hold on to something! We are going to jump!” he announces.

“But we are too close to the surface!” someone tries to protest, but the familiar knot in the stomach tells Eddie all he needs to know.

They are jumping.

***

There is only one person that Eddie trusts to repair Stevie.

“Are you sure that the coordinates are the right ones? There is nothing on that planet.”

“There is a small human outpost. I’m sure. I have been there before.”

Owens looks at him with uncertainty but in the end, he nods and puts the coordinate on their ship.

Even if the landing is better than the last one, the welcome is worse.

Hopper, wearing a thermal suit, is threatening to blow up the entire ship, when Eddie gets out of the ship, his hands in the air “It’s Stevie! It needs help!””

As soon as they get to the human outpost Dustin and El are waiting for them.

“Oh god. Oh god. What the fuck happened?!” Dustin screams, trying to map every broken piece in Steve’s body.

“He fell… He fell from a building.”

“How the fuck did he… oh no. Tell me he didn’t fly.”

Eddie lowers his eyes.

“Fuck! I told him! I told him that he couldn’t fly anymore! Shit, shit, shit! I have to run a full diagnostic. Maybe we can save his personality chip and move it to another android.”

“No.” El says, quietly.

“Have you seen the damage El? I don’t think we can repair him! We need… I don’t know what we need but definitely more than we got!”

El puts a hand on Dustin’s shoulder “We can do it, Dustin. We have to.”

Dustin shakes his head, trying to clear his mind, and then looks at Eddie “I will need all the help I can get.”

***

Eddie knows a lot about androids. He knows how they work, and where the weakest points are, but he has never seen an android so damaged as S.T.E.V.E.

“You can fix him, right?” he asks Dustin, feeling unsure.

“Why do you care? You are the one that kept calling him a tin can.”

He doesn’t want to explain to Dustin what he discovered, not if they are not able to repair him.

“The arm is gone, we need to replace it entirely.” Dustin declares, removing the screw that keeps the arm tight to the chest.

“What about his chip and his code?”

“Why do you care?” Dustin asks again “You are hiding something and I’m working blind here. So help me if you really want to fix him!”

“He might have some human memories encrypted somewhere in his code!” Eddie blurts out.

Dustin’s sight goes to El, who simply nods.

“You knew and you didn’t tell me?”

“I had my suspicions.” she replies while holding part of Steve’s chest open for Dustin.

“I swear to god… you and your fucking secrets…” he mumbles.

Dustin keeps working with a little cutting torch, trying to reconnect the circuits, and suddenly S.T.E.V.E.’s eyes open wide.

“Eddie…” he calls confused.

“Hi there.”

“What?” he asks, trying to move.

“You have to stay still. Ok, Stevie? You got hurt but Dustin is going to fix you in no time.

Steve sees his chest open.

“Don’t look at that, look at me.” Eddie says, taking his metal hand into his “Keep your eyes on me, ok big boy?”

“Big boy?” he asks, confused.

“Yeah… it’s a nickname, you know? A little name you give to people you care about…”

“People you care…” S.T.E.V.E.’s eyes turn black for a moment while a buzzing sound feels the air.

“Boy… boy… boy… big boy… big… boy… pretty… pretty… pretty boy…” S.T.E.V.E. murmurs like a litany.

“What the fuck is going on?” Eddie yells.

Every sensor is beeping.

“We are losing him.” Dustin replies without stopping to work on Steve.

“You have to turn him off.” El declares calmly.

“We don’t know if he will be able to restart him if we turn him off. We could lose all the data.”

“It is overheating. You have to disconnect the battery, Dustin. You have to do it now.”

The android is still babbling words without sense. His plastic eyes turn toward Eddie “I love you…” he whispers, and then Dustin disconnects the battery.

***

For a moment everything stills.

“Did he say…?”

Eddie is looking astonished at the android: S.T.E.V.E.'s head is still turned toward him, his mouth half open as he was interrupted while he was speaking.

“Fix him.” Eddie snarls.

“Look, Eddie, I like him too but…”

“Fix him! You have to fix him!” he yells, approaching Dustin in a threatening way.

El let S.T.E.V.E.’s chest down gently and gets between the two.

“Don’t threaten him.”

“He must fix him!”

“He will do all he can to fix S.T.E.V.E. but you can’t ask the impossible from Dustin. S.T.E.V.E. would not want that.”

“I don’t give a fuck about what he would want or not! He has to fix him.”

The air is full of tension between the three of them.

“I can try to work on him while he is disconnected, and then try to connect him back. But if I say that is not working we stop and I don’t care if you are going to kill me or what. I will not put my people in peril.” Dustin says, sounding immediately older than he is.

Eddie stops. Is that what he is doing? Threatening the humans to save an android? How the fuck did that happen?

Eddie shakes his head “I’m sorry… I don’t know what happened to me. You are right, obviously. Do the best that you can to repair him, ok?”

Dustin nods, and El helps him.

He is still with his arms inside S.T.E.V.E. when he looks at Eddie “Do you think you are thinking clearly enough to help?” Eddie nods “Good. Because I need more hands.”

***

They work on the android for hours, while Eleven keeps the time.

“If he stays disconnected more than six hours he is not going to restart.”

Eddie nods, he knows that. He used that technique on some androids to get rid of them.

“Time?” Dustin asks.

“Four hours forty-seven minutes, fifty-two seconds.”

“Good. We still have time. I fixed everything I could on his chest, now we have to work on his back. I think we must take away the engines, they are too unstable.”

“But you need to put something to patch his back.

“We could leave space for some wings. He would still be able to fly for a little distance.”

“It would take too much time, Dustin.” El declares.

“What do you propose?”

“Close him. Maybe add more plates to protect his inside.”

“Patch him up, Dustin. Enough to keep him working. We will talk about the specifics later on.”

Dustin nods and takes some new metal plates to cover the huge hole that Steve has in his shoulder “He will not be balanced without his arm and his engines.”

“What do you mean?”

“He will have to learn how to walk. I don’t know if its program is flexible enough to adjust to this kind of change.

“What does that mean?” Eddie asks, confused.

“That he will not be a hunter anymore.”

“And how is this a bad thing?”

“Eddie. If he is not a hunter what do you think will happen to him when he leaves this outpost?”

But Eddie has an entire plan that can work only if the stupid tin can keep working.

“Time?”

“Five hours Thirty four minutes, twelve seconds.”

“We have to close.”

“But it’s not complete.” Eddie complains.

“No, but I need time to see if it turns on or not. Help me close him.”

Fuck.

They seal all they can and then Dustin gets the little cable that connects the battery to S.T.E.V.E.’s central system.

“Ready?”

Eddie nods, and Dustin connects it.

For a moment nothing happens.

Then, slowly, S.T.E.V.E. opens his eyes. Eddie is ready to cry with joy when S.T.E.V.E. says a name he was not waiting for...

“Billy?”

Tag list: @shunna, @yourmom-isgay I hope you enjoy it!

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abdulraveman · 2 years ago

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NEWS Song Magazine vol.9

part 1 | part 2

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toncharts · 8 years ago

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#313: Katy Perry continua no topo pela segunda semana consecutiva com ‘Bon Appétit’ e eleva ‘Chained to the Rhythm’ para a posição No. 2

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wistfulpoltergeist · 2 years ago

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My favorite MM Male hair Part 4

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mintokkies · 3 years ago

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Onew ♡ 220430 Amazing Saturday part 1

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snowdice · 4 months ago

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Little Kestrel (Part 56) [Birds of Different Feathers Series]

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Relationships: Logan & Patton & Virgil (future Virgil/Patton but not in this story)

Characters:

Main: Logan, Patton, Virgil

Appear: Thomas

Mentioned: Janus

Summary:

“Good day for a picnic,” Helen commented as she handed over the basket Thomas had requested from her a few days before. He was taking Logan, Patton, and Virgil to the cliffs today and it was perfect weather for it. Spring was truly here, which meant that those of Thomas’s duties that had laid dormant over the harsh winter were about to start up again.

The world had been on pause for a bit considering no armies or agents from any kingdom could get through the snow the last few months, but the concerns of last fall were showing their heads once again.

Thomas had just gotten word a day ago that the queen of Lamir had routed out a second assassin hiding in her ranks over the winter. The assassin had been sent shortly after it was made clear that the queen wouldn’t bow down after the assassination of her mother. Luckily, the assassin sent for Queen Cecil had not managed to complete her mission during the winter months.

While there had been no similar attempt on Prijaznia soil, Thomas couldn’t help but feel it was only a matter of time now that the snow had melted. They were already working on increasing security in the coming weeks and, though it was doubtful an assassin had managed to hide in the castle all winter without revealing themselves, they’d be closely scrutinizing all of the newer staff members.

It would be a stressful time in the coming months, which is why, despite everything Thomas needed to do, he was still going to take his son and his son’s friends on a picnic today. Logan had already started taking on royal duties as of late, but he still hadn’t taken them all on quite yet. Considering this was last summer before Logan was of age, they should at least try to take advantage of it where they could. Patton was a year younger, but the sentiment held for him as well.

Then there was Virgil. Despite their best efforts, they still didn’t know enough about Virgil, but Thomas was fairly sure he’d never had a summer to enjoy until now.

“Thanks for prepping lunch for us,” Thomas said to Helen with a smile.

“No problem,” she said waving them off. “I put in some of Virgil’s favorites.”

“Great,” Thomas said. “Do you know where the kids are?”

“Patton said they were going to go pet the cats, so I’d guess they’re in the gardens.”

Thomas thanked her again and told her to have a good day before exiting the kitchen. There was a nearby door that led straight towards the part of the gardens Patton and Logan had always favored. He figured they’d either still be around there, or they would have wandered towards the stables by now knowing that they’d be taking horses to the cliffs. So, he decided to simply walk the normal path from the door to the stable, hoping to find them.

His prediction ended up being hilariously correct. They were indeed on the path Thomas had chosen. It was clear they (or at least Logan) were attempting to make it to the stable. However, as was typical, a portion of the party had been waylaid by whimsy.

Logan was standing further down the path, arms crossed and frowning as he watched his friends. Patton and Virgil were surrounded by cats. Patton was sitting down, holding two of them in his lap and watching Virgil’s legs being swarmed by the rest of them, maybe two dozen in total.

Virgil looked confused, but not unhappy about the presence of so many cats. He was leaning down to try to pet them all.

Logan met Thomas’s eyes as he approached and waved a frustrated hand at the two of them. Logan couldn’t help but smile.

“Virgil fed one of them,” Logan complained as though he wanted Thomas to somehow go into the past and prevent this crime.

Patton and Virgil looked over at Thomas, noticing him when Logan addressed him.

“You’re going to make Princess Marisol jealous,” Thomas said. Logan frowned at Thomas as he used the ‘Princess’ label for the cat.

“Princess Marisol decided not to come,” Virgil said with a shrug. He continued to pet one of the cats.

“She’s probably sleeping on my pillow,” Logan said, sounding grumpy.

Thomas just chuckled. Princess Marisol was technically Logan’s cat, at least that’s what the kids said, and she did spend much of her time in the royal rooms. However, she was very clearly actually Virgil’s cat. Virgil just spent a lot of time in the royal wing as well.

In fact, Thomas still didn’t know where Virgil was supposed to be sleeping. He and Mr. Deknis had gone so far as to tail him a couple of times, but he always ended up sleeping in Logan’s room those nights.

Knowing Virgil, he might just sleep in the walls. Though that still did not answer the question of where his parents or guardians were. They still had not figured it out. Thomas would assume he was an orphan who’d snuck onto castle grounds for safety, but Virgil had told Mr. Deknis during their first meeting that he was supposed to be in the castle, and it had not been a lie.

Then again, it had slowly become apparent that Virgil was good at dodging the multrum’s powers. It was starting to seem more likely that he’d somehow inserted a second meaning into his answer to Mr. Deknis that night than he somehow had some ghost guardian no one was able to locate working in the castle.

“She deserves the pillow more than you,” Virgil said, bringing Thomas’s thoughts back to the situation at hand. The look of audacity on Logan’s face made Thomas chuckle.

Thomas cut in before it could become a fight. “I could get Princess Marisol a pillow, so she doesn’t sleep on yours. Or we can get you a new pillow if you’d prefer, Logan.”

“It’s not about the pillow for her,” Logan argued. “It’s about her inflated sense of superiority.”

“She deserves it,” Virgil declared. Thomas could tell he was just trying to rile Logan up, and Thomas was sure Logan knew it too, but still his son reacted exactly in the way Virgil wanted him to.

“You have enabled and encouraged this behavior from the start!” Logan seethed.

“She’s a princess.”

“She is not a princess!”

Patton shook his head while squeezing the cats in his arms, completely used to this behavior. He ran a chin idly over one of the cat’s heads while watching the argument.

“We’re never going to make it to the picnic at this rate,” Thomas said to him, “and after your mother made all of this wonderful food.”

“You’re the dad,” Patton said. “Make them stop.”

And, of course, Patton did just mean that he was Logan’s dad with that statement. However, when he glanced back up at the silly argument still going on between his son and the cat covered boy, it did almost look like a fight between siblings.

Especially with the dark hair and stubborn but mischievous look in Virgil’s eyes, Thomas could almost imagine the boy being his own child.

He shook away the thoughts and glanced at the picnic basket in his hand.

“We do have a lot of food in this basket,” Thomas said, pitching his voice up so that Logan (and more importantly) Virgil would hear them clearly.

Virgil immediately turned to look at him, abandoning all interest in antagonizing Logan to look at the basket curiously.

Thomas was never sure if he should be amused or worried about how food motivated Virgil often was.

“What’s in the basket?” Virgil asked.

“I’m not sure,” Thomas said. “Patton’s mom made it. We’ll just have to see once we get to the picnic area.”

Virgil nodded in understanding and began to gently extract himself from the droves of cats. Logan rolled his eyes, but didn’t seem inclined to continue the argument he’d been dragged into. Virgil and Patton got to their feet, and they continued on their way towards the stables.

The horses Thomas had requested be prepared for their trip were already in saddles, though the stable hand who had been handling Mr. Apples seemed a bit dirtier and more exhausted than the rest.

The stable hand seemed as happy to hand Mr. Apples over to Virgil as Virgil was to have Mr. Apples handed over to him. Thomas received Bella with a smile and Logan and Patton got their own horses as well.

The cliffs were about half an hour's ride from the main castle. There was a mostly well-maintained path to them, though it was easy to get lost if one didn’t know the way. Mr. Apples knew the way perhaps better than Thomas himself and seemed annoyed by the fact that Thomas was trying to lead the way. Virgil and Thomas ended up side-by-side whenever the path allowed it to placate him.

Thomas still marveled at how willing Mr. Apples was to let Virgil ride him, especially when he tossed his head in Thomas’s direction, a horse’s equivalent of giving Thomas a stink-eye.

“Are you excited for the picnic?” Thomas asked the boy beside him.

Virgil glanced over at him and nodded.

“I am too,” Thomas said. “It’s always beautiful this time of year. I’m glad I could find the time to take you all there this year.”

“Are you very busy?” Virgil asked curiously.

“I am king,” Thomas reminded, “and now that the world isn’t snowed in anymore things will be busy.”

“With the war?” Virgil asked.

Thomas paused for a few seconds. “Yes,” he confirmed. “With the war, but you don’t need to worry about that.”

“Why shouldn’t I?” Virgil asked.

“You’re just a kid,” Thomas said.

“I’m 14,” Virgil said.

Thomas glanced at him. “Exactly,” he said, “a kid, and luckily, you’re in a place that can afford you the luxury of being one.”

“What do you mean?”

“The war has been mainly fought on Mocnejsi soil in recent years. Our boarders have held strong against invasions. Unless something goes horribly wrong suddenly, it would take a long time for the main conflict to get here. The only real threat in the castle would be assassins sent after me personally.”

“Right,” Virgil said. There was an awkward pause in conversation before he spoke again. “You’re winning the war then?” he asked.

“Something could always happen,” Thomas said, “but for the most part, yes, we have quite the advantage right now.”

“Oh,” Virgil said.

Thomas shook his head as they were coming up to a narrowing of the path. “Anyway, today is a day to not think about war. Today we’re going to have a lovely picnic and do some bird watching.”

“Right,” Virgil agreed from behind Thomas as Bella took the lead (to Mr. Apples discontent.)

When the path widened again, Thomas did his best to direct the topic to lighter subjects and soon they made it to the cliffs.

#sanders sides #patton sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #character thomas sanders #adriana writes #little kestrel #birds of different feathers #implied/referenced child abuse #assassination attempt #past torture #captivity #fire #minor character death

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web-series · 5 years ago

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aos olhos de Jhon

Maria Clara conversa com Hugo em uma sorveteria.

(Hugo)-olha, confesso que estou surpreso. Pensei que não tivesse tanto conteúdo para oferecer.

(Maria Clara)-nossa, obrigada por me chamar de burra e vazia.

(Hugo ri)-você sabe que não é isso, falo pela sua idade.

(Maria Clara)-não temos uma diferença tão grande assim.

(Hugo)-mas não me esqueci de que é menor de idade.

(Maria Clara)-isso não vem ao caso agora.

Provocante, Maria Clara começa a alisar as pernas de Hugo com os pés, por debaixo da mesa.

(Hugo)-tô vendo que de ingênua não tem nada.

(Maria Clara)-se está deixando é porque tem interesse.

(Hugo)-ah, é?

(Maria Clara)-sim. Apesar de jovem, conheço bem os homens.

(Hugo)-quer me mostrar tudo que sabe então?

(Maria Clara)-acho que aqui não é o melhor lugar.

(Hugo)-vem comigo que eu te mostro um.

Amanhece. Açucena vai até a lanchonete conversar com Jhon.

(Açucena)-fiquei sabendo que o Marlon conversou com você.

(Jhon)-não foi nada. Já nos acertamos.

(Açucena)-toma cuidado, Jhon. Permanecer aqui no colégio é muito delicado, principalmente com um cargo como o seu.

(Jhon)-não estou aqui pelo cargo, Açucena. Já passei por tantas coisas na vida, acha mesmo que preciso disso aqui?

(Açucena)-não sei, mas...ficar longe de você seria horrível.

(Jhon)-eu estarei sempre com você, independente se de corpo presente ou não. Nossas almas já estão entrelaçadas.

(Açucena)-espero que isso seja bom, porque me soou um pouco amedrontador.

(Jhon)-confie em mim. E aí, já está com os convites pra festa do Fabrício amanhã?

(Açucena)-sim. Mas tem certeza de que quer ir? Acho que vamos ser os únicos adultos lá.

(Jhon)-absoluta. Será divertido, confie em mim.

Na sala de aula, Gabriel é notado pelo machucado no rosto.

(Aretha)-aconteceu alguma coisa, Gabriel?

(Gabriel)-algumas pessoas desta sala ainda não amadureceram. Mas eu tô bem.

(Aretha)-se precisar, pode contar comigo. Sei de quem tá falando.

Neste momento, Fabrício aparece, afobado.

(Fabrício)-galera, por favor, preciso da atenção de todos!

(Carlo)-aff, não me diga que vai cancelar a resenha?

(Fabrício)-não. É sobre uma coisa muito séria.

(Dominique)-o que aconteceu, Fabrício? Você parece péssimo.

(Fabrício)-eu tô desde ontem sem dormir. O que eu tenho pra falar com todos vocês é uma parada sinistraça: tenham muito cuidado com o Jhon. Ele não é uma boa pessoa e nem nada disso que parece ser.

(Amadeo)-o que sabe sobre ele?

(Fabrício)-eu...prefiro não falar aqui, porque sinto que ele nos observa o tempo todo. Mas se mantenham atentos e se protejam. Temos que tentar tirá-lo daqui o quanto antes.

#9parte #aosolhosdejhon

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