Non-request
Ship-None, ew
Warning- Panic attack
Just two little short stories of my two favorite siblings, I might make more like this.
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Monty and Cassideya
Monty laid on his bed, looking up at the brick ceiling. His bright red hair was sprawled across his white pillows. He wore a simple red pajama set, one button-down shirt, and long pants.
The widow was ever so slightly open, letting in some fresh air and the noise of the animals. Moonlight shone through the large window, illuminating the room.
This would have been the perfect environment to sleep with the calming aura and the soft background noises.
Although that was not the case with the time mage.
He shifted left, then right. Flipping his pillows, getting rid of his pillows. More blankets, fewer blankets. But to no avail.
He sighed, sitting up. Monty tossed his legs over the side of his large bed, plopping himself down on the cold, hard ground. He walked over and grabbed the pillows and blankets that were sprawled across the floor.
He tossed the items back on his bed before walking over to his door. Monty opened the door, showing his bathroom.
The red-haired man walked over to the cabinet which was held above the sink. He opened the small cabinet door revealing many types of medication. Some for his ADHD, others for anxiety and stress.
He looked at the bottles for a second before spotting the one he needed.
'Sleep medication,' He thought to himself, a small smile forming on his face, 'perfect,'
He grabbed the bottle and set it on his sink counter. He grabbed a cup and filled it with water and set that on the counter as well. Closing the cabinet door, Monty picked up the bottle of medication and looked at the recommended dosages.
Once he found the right one, he took out the pills he needed and took a sip of water. He then tossed the pills in his mouth, taking another sip of water, washing the medication down.
Monty looked at himself in the mirror on the cabinet before opening it once more. He placed the pills back and closed the door, heading back to bed.
He lied back down, cuddling himself into his blankets and pillows. He closed his eyes and after a little while, he fell into a deep slumber.
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Monty woke up with a jolt. His eyes darted around the darkroom. Shadows felt like creatures creeping upon him.
'It's too hot,' He thought in a panic, fear flashing through his eyes, 'Way too hot,'
He threw his blankets on the floor in a rush, trying to cool himself down. He tried to take deep breaths, but it felt like someone was choking him.
Monty's vision blurred as he frantically looked around his room. His hands shook, feeling an overwhelming sense of dread. The darkroom was full of shadows, secrets, and unknown monsters.
Tears threatened to fall as Monty stood up, his feet hitting the cold, hard ground. He felt his stomach turn as his heart nearly beat out of his chest.
Monty ran to his door, the exit out of his darkroom. Every step he took he felt as if a monster was about to grab him, dragging him below.
Once he made it to the door, he flung it open, sprinting out of the horrid room. It was hard to tell where he was going, but he had come down this way many times before, making it easier to navigate.
Once he got to his destination, he looked at the door, leading to safety. Monty looked around once more, shuddering. His body shook as he reached his hand out and turned the knob on the door
Monty opened the door and peered in, "K-knock knock s-sister," Monty stammered out, trying to breathe properly yet failing.
He took a few steps in, closing the door behind him. He stared at his sister's sleeping body, waiting for her to wake up.
"S-sister," Monty called out once more, hugging himself as he tried to stop shaking.
"Hmm?" Cassideya looked up from her pillow, staring at her brother before sighing, "What happened?"
"I had a-a nightmare..." Monty looked at his sister, his tears finally starting to pour down. Cassideya sat up, looking at her brother, thinking of what to do.
"Come here," Cassideya spoke in a tired tone, motioning for her brother to sit with her. Monty quickly rushed over to her, collapsing by her side hugging her tightly.
Monty's body shook as he cried, tightly hugging his sister who gently hugged him back, patting his head.
The two stayed like this for a while, Cassideya whispered some calming words to her brother every so often to help calm him.
It took a while but Monty had finally calmed down. He was still a bit shaken up but he could manage.
"So can you tell me what happened in your nightmare or would you rather just go to sleep?" Cassideya spoke, letting go of her brother and wiping away excess tears.
Monty sniffled, nodding his head, "Y-yeah, that would be nice. I don't r-remember much of it but I do k-know that I was just h-hanging out in the guild when something happened and everything turned into a monster,"
"You got this scared over a few monsters?"
Monty chuckled, "I guess it's not as scary when I say it aloud is it?"
"Yeah, it's not. Now, do you want to head back to your room or stay here for the night?"
Monty thought for a second, the fear that had once overcome him was now gone. He had always felt safer with his sister, plus the dream wasn't even that scary.
"Yeah, I would like to stay here. Just in case I have another nightmare," Monty said, looking up at his sister who nodded.
Monty pulled the covers over himself and placed his head on the soft pillows. Before long he was out cold.
Cassideya looked down at her brother, making sure he showed no signs of anything happening to him in his dreams. She had a strange way of showing love. Most people assume couldn't feel emotions, but she could just choose not to show it.
She lied down in her bed, resting on top of her blankets, closing her eyes, falling into the soft grasps of sleep.
Brandon and Ritchie
Ritchie slouched over the desk, filling out paper after paper. He was not in a good spot. His son was near death, he hadn't had a proper night's sleep in a long time, the treat of Devils Tounge, Abraham, and Biblico. A lot was on his mind right now.
As he sat there, slaving away, he didn't notice the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Hello, brother,"
Ritchie looks up, staring at the doorway. He blinked, trying to get a good grasp on who spoke.
"You okay?" The voice spoke again.
"Huh? Yeah," Ritchie quickly blurted out, "just a bit tired,"
"A bit?" The voice scoffed, not believing the words that came out of their brother's mouth.
Ritchie yawned, rubbing his eyes looking back at the person, "Hello Brandon,"
Bradon sighed, walking over to his brother, "Go to bed," He ordered.
"Why?" Ritchie asked, "I have paperwork I need to get done,"
"I can do that, you need sleep," Brandon said, grabbing his brother's arms, dragging him to his bed. Ritchie tried to pull back and resist, but he was much weaker than his brother due to lack of sleep.
"Brother let go! I need to work-"
"No, you need to sleep," Bradon cut him off, staring his brother down.
Ritchie looked at his brother before sighing, too tired to argue anymore.
"Brother, are you okay?" Brandon asked, sitting his brother onto his bed, "Usually when I force you to go to sleep you do a lot more resistance.
Ritchie stared annoyed at his brother, "What do you think? My son's almost dead and I need to take out Devils Tounge once and for all,"
Brandon shook his head, "You can't face them alone and you need a plan. There is a high chance that you would die there. I don't think Jupiter would have taken weak mages,"
"Well, I need to! They took my son," Ritchie's voice went from annoyed to angry as a small storm swirled outside.
"No, what you need is a plan and strength. You are in no condition to fight, you're too angry," Brandon spoke in a stern tone, "now get your depressed ass to bed,"
Ritchie stared at his brother, "No!"
"Yes!"
The two of them argued for a while, shouting back and forth until a certain devil slayer burst into the room.
"Will both of you shut up and calm down!"
The twins snapped their necks over to the direction of the noise. There stood the ice-devil-slayer of Divins Magia, also known as David.
"Why are you two arguing so much? It's so loud, Plant and I can hear you all the way from our home!" David spoke loudly, earning a glare from the twins.
"Well David, since you're here," Brandon started, standing up, "can you tell this blue-berry that he needs sleep,"
"I do not!" Ritchie shouted back, standing up quickly.
"Hmmm," David paused and thought, "hmmmMMMMM" David took a good look at Ritchie, circling him.
"Will you stop that!" Ritchie snapped.
"Nah bro," David said, shrugging, "also, yes, you do need sleep. Like, right now,"
"See! I told you!"
Ritchie grumbled under his breath, crossing his arms as he sat back down on his bed.
"Come on Ritchie, go to sleep," David cooed, petting Ritchie on the head.
Ritchie glared at him and swatted his arm away, earning a laugh from David.
"Do you need us to sing you a lullaby?" David teased.
"Absolutely not!" Ritchie snapped out, "I can get to sleep on my own!" Ritchie lied down, grabbing his blanket and aggressively pulling them up over him.
Brandon and David watched over him for a little, making sure he didn't do anything. Once they heard soft snores coming from under the blanket, the two men walked off. Brandon goes over to his bed and David back to his house.
The three men slept in peace, their troubles drifting away into the void, waiting until they awakened to strike again. But for now, all is calm.
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