"Hey- Stop! Stop, knock it off-" he frowns, trying to push Sparrow off of him when she ignores him, only for Lark to get in the way, growling "Hes hungry"
an unnatural crawl highlighted by the terror in Grants eyes. Sparrow only coos, cutting away another chunk of her thigh and letting it leap past his lips
Sparrows eyes gleam when he sees him give in, patting his cheek gently. Good pup. She will feed. Nobody dies. Terry watches in wide eyed horror as the meat seems to pull itself inch by inch down his throat,
But then why did she lie about it? And how did she reseal it? Lian didnt get a good look, but from where she was sitting, it seemed perfectly unopened. Her mom can barely cook or run errands without forgetting something important, much less sneakily recreate a letter
(Traveling to different cities is really cool tbh I just dont know enough to keep up if we do that rip)(But yeah its going to be character drama front and center we've already weaved a dramatic love square)
Marcos a little grossed out by how willing Grant is to eat cake that was manhandled so badly, but thats neither here nor there. At least nothing bad happened. Maybe his poor puppy can stay relaxed for a little longer
Sparrow keeps his hand in his mouth until hes certain hes swallowed, nodding to himself before pulling away "Good pup" he plants a hand on his chest, keeping him pinned before reaching down to pluck a chunk of red flesh from his lap, pushing it past Grants lips without another word
Her mother nods slowly, wringing her hands "Right... well, maybe something nice for dinner will cheer him up. The stew should be ready by then" one of Marco's favorites. It must be one of her good days, that takes nearly a day to make and she isnt usually good at planning that far ahead
(Sure! Fuck it we roll lol)(That does mean we need to plan out next steps tho, like whether or not Carol's already dead, what other rituals/training he needs, when to meet the other characters etc etc)
Chaos shakes his head, wiping his mouth on the back of his arm and gently depositing whats left of the cake back into the box "Its good. You'll like it" hes already had two anyways
Terry falters, at a loss for what to do "I-" he doesnt get a chance to finish, cut off by a human shaped Sparrow stuffing something into Grants mouth mid scream "Eat"
Chaos freezes, entire body stiffening before he turns to face them, eyes wide. There's chocolate smeared across his lips, half a slice of cake held in one hand as the other holds a crumpled box to his chest "...I will share"
Marco leads him out to the living room to find Chaos standing beside a cart full of desserts, his back facing them. Hes hunched over slightly as if in pain,cradling something to his chest. Grants heart drops immediately,panic seizing his lungs in an instant, barely able to squeeze out "Chaos?"
"I- he wont, you wont-" he can hardly hear himself over Grants shallow breaths, the agonized rasp of his sobs. He might. He doesnt know, he doesnt know, but Terry cant kill him, not again- "You're gonna make it. I wont let him kill you, none of them" not even Terry
Its just so nice, so warm... he shakes his head at nothing, focusing on his own footsteps instead of Marcos hand in his. He needs to check on Chaos, make sure hes okay
