forum I guess it's kinda like descendants [closed sry]

Started August 10, 2019 by @Leo-Valdez-Is-The-God-Of-Chaos

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"Ice cream? Absolutely!" Tim walked out to the road. "Six, right?"

Quinn hesitated. "Tim." He called. "Has Hank said anything about Chernabog?" He asked. For once,the young prince of hearts looked perfectly serious, no trace of his usual smirk.

“Yeah, six is good, and if you find a way to let Eris know that would help immensely!” she called. Then Ivory noticed Quinn and blushed, recalling the events of the past night. She realized that she looked as innocent as ever in her Mary Janes and pastel clothes, but she couldn’t do anything about that now.

Wait, Chernabog? Is that what Hank was talking about? That can’t be good! she thought.

"Something like that." Tim hardly stopped to nod. "I'd love to stay and talk, but he's bleeding." He gestured to the barely awake Hatter. "I'll talk to you later."

Quinn sighed, taking his hat off and raking a hand through his hair. "Okay." He replied to Tim, thinking.

Ivory watched them walk off. She really hoped that Hank was just drunk or something and that the whole Chernabog thing was just a booze-induced fantasy. Because if somehow Hank was right…then that could be catastrophic. Her mind raced with the possibilities. Either way, Hank was bleeding, so that was obviously bad.

Quinn put his hat back on, muttering curses under his breath.

Tim tugged Hank's collar "C'mon Hank." He tugged Hank along. "You guys know where the nearest hospital is?" Tim asked

“Yeah, actually, do you need help?” Ivory replied, looking worried as she walked over to them.

Quinn came over. "Yeah, I know the way." He replied. "How can I help?"

Tim pulled Hank over his shoulder. "Could one of you take his other arm?"

“I’ve got it,” Ivory said, and quickly went to Hank’s side to help him.

Quinn sighed. "Ivory, I can get that if you want…" He trailed off, thinking. "The hospital is this way." He pointed.

"Thank you." Tim started his walk to the hospital.

“I can do it,” she replied stubbornly, going with them. “But thanks for the offer.”

Quinn nodded. "Well I'm coming along." He replied, walking with them.

After checking Hank in at the hospital, the three sat in the waiting room.
Tim cleared his throat. "So Quinn, you seem a little anxious about this cherny-bug business… Care to share?"

Quinn shook his head. "Just…a feeling. I have to check something." He replied slowly.

“Do you think that Hank was serious about Chernabog?” Ivory asked him. She laughed nervously. “Because Hank is quite mad…”

"Well, let's hope it isn't too bad. But don't get me wrong," Tim put up his fists as if in a boxing match. "I could use a little adventure every now and then." He mimed a few punches, then let his hands retire in his pockets.

Quinn shook his head. "Adventure is one way to put it."

( @Leo-Valdez-Is-A-Slytherin can I have a hint about your plans so that I know what to do?)

Ivory smiled a little at Tim’s gesture before turning serious again. “But, like, Chernabog isn’t coming here, obviously, right?” she squeaked, hoping for confirmation from one of them. If she wasn’t sure about something, she was bound to worry about it, and this was definitely something to worry about.