(oh! @Nerd! How was your date?))
(we talked about my sister and then he got me a caramel frappuccino and then the topic went to harry potter and then voltron and then PJO and then, a bunch of other stuff, and then my sister messaged me and told me to look behind me and I saw her. She was wearing fake glasses and a fake mustache and had a hoodie pulled over her head and she was reading a newspaper upside down and then it went awkward from there, but then it started raining and he let me use his umbrella and long story short my sister made a board on Pinterest called 'My Sister's Future Wedding With The Hunkasaurus Guy')
OMG that has to be the most funniest thing I've ever heard
(oh! @Nerd! How was your date?))
(we talked about my sister and then he got me a caramel frappuccino and then the topic went to harry potter and then voltron and then PJO and then, a bunch of other stuff, and then my sister messaged me and told me to look behind me and I saw her. She was wearing fake glasses and a fake mustache and had a hoodie pulled over her head and she was reading a newspaper upside down and then it went awkward from there, but then it started raining and he let me use his umbrella and long story short my sister made a board on Pinterest called 'My Sister's Future Wedding With The Hunkasaurus Guy')
OMG that has to be the most funniest thing I've ever heard
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH OMG YOU GUYS ARE SOULMATES
"I have two questions," Ellis informed her, holding up two fingers just in case she couldn't count. He wanted to be helpful, of course.
Macha tried to get up, shakily running to Ace’s bedside and almost passing out again.
"What are they?" She smiled.
The nurse glared at Blake, "You threatened me. It doesn't matter anyway, fate will decide."
"Fate can't decide! I'm not losing my big brother!" Blake yelled, angry and indignant. He covered Ace protectively with his wing, his fists clenched. "If you're gonna hurt him, stay away." Blake snarled, tears welling up in his eyes.
The nurse rolled his eyes, "He's gonna die for sure if he doesn't get the surgery. The surgery just has a 23% chance of failure."
Macha gritted her teeth. “Don’t you have magical healers?!”
"That is with magical healers. The R.A.C. really banged him up." the nurse started writing on his notepad.
Macha averted her eyes angrily, accidentally jabbing herself in the arm.
"Uh, number one," he began, "It's my birthday," the little boy grinned, not realizing that wasn't a question.
"M-Macha, you should be resting." Blake bit his lip, desperate to hold back tears. His eyes remained glassy and wide as he stayed resolutely at Ace's side.
Macha shook her head stubbornly, also trying to hold back tears as a headache split her skull.
Blake stood stock still, suddenly conflicted. He wanted to help Macha back to her bed, but he also wanted to guard Ace.
"Well happy birthday!" She said, crouching down so as to be at eye-level with him.
Ace was dreaming about cheeseburgers. Big, juicy ones.
"But that isn't a question. What is your other question?" Skylar asked.
"My other question is that, can you teach me how to fly today?" He grinned.
Ace was dreaming about cheeseburgers. Big, juicy ones.
Oh my lord
What can I say?
I am literally going to have Skylar buy 1,000 Cheeseburgers just for Ace when he gets out of Surgery.))
(If you look at Ace's motivations in his character page, it says cheeseburgers)
"Um… I Don't think so… I don't have wings. I can only teleport. " She said, somewhat neglectfully. But I now have two questions for you." She said, holding up two fingers just like Ellis had.
"Macha, please. He needs you to stay healthy. I won't leave his bedside. I promise." Blake dipped his head in respect, something he'd been trained to do when around a soldier of higher ranking than himself.
He glanced at her fingers, then back with a curt nod of interest.
