These are random oneshots created by Michael Beaumonde (Me!) They contain oc oneshots for many fandoms, such as any LAIKA movie, The Mandela Catalogue, The World Of Mr. Plant, Etc!
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TW : Suspense, Mentions of w0unds and bl33ding. Today was a glorious day. It was Christmas! Everyone enjoys this wonderful holiday. Argos's little sister had come back from boarding (high) school! And he had gotten a present.
A knock was heard on the door. "That must be Michael!" Argos excitedly rushed to the door to see Michael. And there he was. The short, wavy black haired and winged sister greeted Argos.
"Merry Christmas, Argos! Come on, I got you a present!" Michael ran into the house with Argos, quickly shutting the door behind them.
"While I was at school, I heard about the "Angels". I was worried for you, so I've gotten you a present!" Michael exclaimed.
And Naturally, Argos was happy and excited!
Argos quickly took the gift from Michael's hands and started unwrapping it. It was the newest Look Away Lilly! "Oh my gosh, I love it! Thank you so much, Mike!" He smiled widely, his smile radiating the room.
"If there's an "angel" nearby, it'll say—"
"It's Getting Closer."
...
Michael and Argos's eyes widened. "Mike, what does it mea—"
"It's Getting Closer. It's Getting closer."
"Don't...move." Michael uttered under his breath. Argos felt panic stirring inside of him, he felt a few heavy breaths escape his lips. He watched as Michael jumped in front of him.
"Look Down." Argos did so, while he was trembling terribly in fear...
"Try Praying It'll Leave." The sounds of the angels' choir was getting louder, and louder...Argos clutched his eyes shut and held his breath, praying in his head that the "angels" would leave.
...
"It's Gone!"
Argos let go of the breath he was holding. "M—Mike..."Argos stammered, the poor thing was still shaking... Michael rushed to his side, hugging him close. "It's gone now...you're safe, okay?" Argos melted into the hug, until he noticed..
"Michael! Your wing, i—it's bleeding!" He yelled in deep worry, quickly jolting up to take a look at the wound. "I—I'll call Mr. Plant! I—"
"I'm gonna be okay, Argos.." He uttered. "It's just a wing wound...it's not fatal, don't worry.. just, relax yourself for now, okay?" Michael frowned. Argos took a deep sharp breath, before burying his head into his little sister's arms, weeping quietly.
