One week later, Sapnap was there when the doctor took the bandages off of Tommy's wing. They were just like before, pitch-black, glossy, and neat.
"They're so pretty..."
"Thanks, Sap. Pretty and good as new."
"Yes, good as new, but you shouldn't fly for five days," The doctor intervened.
"What? That's not fair. I haven't flown for a week and a half and you're saying I still can't for another five days?"
"It's a safety precaution. It'll pass in the blink of an eye."
"Do you have wings, sir?"
"I- N- No..."
"Then you have no idea that an avian hybrid feels like they're going insane when they can't fly freely."
"I'm sorry, but I can't allow you to fly until five days have passed."
"I don't care. They're fine and I know that. You don't feel what I do and you can't tell me when I can and cannot use my wings. I'm leaving."
| 145 words... I couldn't think of anything to write after this, and just got thoroughly stuck, so this is where it ended. Hopefully I'll get the new version posted soon. It's pretty similar to this one, I think. Best wishes, Crow/Crawfish/Clay <3 |
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vigilante!Innit - dsmp au
ActionThere's so much of this story on google docs that the pages start to glitch out, so I'm posting it here. There will no doubt be multiple chapters, so enjoy.
