I was woken up to a loud crash.
It took me a few seconds to realize I had fallen asleep on the couch last night. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't done that in years.
Since, Peter and I were the only ones home and I didn't see Peter, I figured he was up to something. And, soon enough, I found out my theory was correct.
Peter was in the kitchen, there was flour and water everywhere and not to mention he was covered in flour also. There was a huge skillet on the flour and Peter was sitting in the middle of the floor, sighing. He looked upset.
I went over to him and bent to his level, "What's up?"
"Well...you slept longer than you usually do...and you've been really upset about Papa, so I thought I'd make you breakfast....but, I ended up making a big mess...I'm sorry," He looked down and I chuckled slightly, wiping some of the flour off of his face.
"You're a goofball," I laughed, sitting down completely, "I'm not too excited about the mess, but thank you for trying to make me breakfast," I smiled, hugging him, though I ended up covered in flour also.
"Hey! You're the one who slept on the couch and woke me up!" Peter pouted, "You move a lot in your sleep! You pushed me off the couch!"
I gasped dramatically, "Oh no!" He chuckled, hugging me.
"Papa is going to be alright," He said, swaying slightly, smiling.
I was curious as to why or even how he could think this, "Why do you say that."
Peter was quiet for a bit, biting his lip, hesitantly almost.
"Peter..? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing Mama!" He smiled, jumping up, starting to clean.
"Peter, why did you say that..?" I couldn't get what he said out of my head...he seemed so confident in his words.
He didn't answer as he began to sweep up the flour into a pile, well, except what I was sitting on. He cleaned for a while before sitting back down right next to me.
"Peter, could you please tell me what you meant?" By now, I was anxious and scared about what might have happened to Berwald.
"I only said it because," Peter paused for a moment.
"I just got off the phone with him."
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! (It's actually 12:37 A.M. here...so boo...November 1..bluh)
Ciffhanger because...why not?
Thanks for reading!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Sky--
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Comatose (SuFin)
FanfictionBerwald is stuck in a coma and there is nothing Tino can do, except wait and pray. Tino is trying to be his happy, outgoing self, but when his lover is undecided to live or die, it's hard to take care of himself. Let alone himself and Peter. But, ev...
