itscurtains | Week Six

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Week Six

[Last week, in It's Curtains, the weather changed, and with it your fortune in Dads. Discord took Salieri out - or perhaps Salieri took Discord out - and left the survivors with that much less impulse control. Nonetheless, a visit from a new friend might have provided a little bit of much-needed hope?

On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!

Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]

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[Benjamin is careful not to touch him as he cuts him free. The razor was sharp enough to cut a hair in half before this, so in the work of a moment he's cut through the seatbelt.

When he looks up at SpongeBob again, he notices the arm and goes pale, but puts on the most reassuring tone he can.]

...Nothing- nothing to worry about. Just, do me a favor and hold that arm close to your chest for a moment, if you would. We'll get it feeling better soon.

[He tries his best to hold it, but he winces a lot through the pain. The effects of the alcohol beginning to fade doesn't help as he almost starts to come to a little.]

Wait... didn't... didn't Discord tell me...?

[Oh god his head. Spongebob's just going to rest his head on the wheel again.]

Neptune, my dads are gonna hate me for this.

Benjamin --

[Maya has sort of been shellshocked, standing in horror. The second she hears the pained noises, though, she starts forward.]

Let me just -- [Words aren't coming easy, so instead she pops her hand onto the shoulder of the wounded arm and pulls]

[The arm pops off! But the replacement arm still looks noticeably broken.

This whole time it might have just been a strange slight of hand trick.]

Spongebob--

[Well that sucks. Maya settles for stroking through his hair as best as she can, while staying out of Benjamin's way.]

[That gets a quiet sob out of Spongebob, the weight of this whole situation hitting him like a truck.]

I'm... I'm so sorry Maya. I was so busy thinking about how I felt that I didn't think about how you guys would feel if... if I...

[He can't finish the sentence, but Maya should probably know what he's talking about.]

Shh, shh. We can -- Discuss more later. But you should -- never apologize for your feelings. Just talk about them before you --

[She trails off, a little choked up.]

[Spongebob goes to put his broken hand on Maya's shoulder, stopping short as a shot of pain surges through it.]

... I'm a terrible big brother, aren't I?

No, you could never be.

[She places a hand against his arm -- far from where the apparent break is, of course. She soothes her hand over the skin.]

You are my brother. My onii-san. And I still cherish you just as much as ever. I just... don't want you to be alone. Or even feel like you are alone.

[Spongebob cries softly, grabbing Maya's shoulder with his good arm.]

I'm so sorry. I love you so much, Maya. Please never think that I don't love you.

[Benjamin is frozen in place for a second even after Maya is done, because.

He has no idea what he just watched.

Or why there is now a prop arm on the ground.

But he shakes it off (he can have a crisis later), and gets back in there to slip one arm under SpongeBob's legs and the other around his back, sucking in a breath to brace himself-]

I'm sorry, I'll do my best to be gentle-

[-making sure that the broken arm is steadied against Benjamin's chest but won't be pinned, before he pulls SpongeBob free from the car and hefts him like a child in his arms.]

Maya, love, can you come with us to the infirmary?

[Just a little stiffly --]

Yes, sir.

[He tries his best to keep still, but small whines escape his mouth as his body aches from being moved.

Luckily it seems like the arm is the worst of it, however.]

I know, lad, I know.

[Benjamin is careful, and with Maya there to make sure he knows when there's obstacles to step over, he manages to get Spongebob to the nurse's office without jarring him too much.

He sets him down upright on one of the beds, and then kneels in front of him, setting both hands on his knee.]

Spongebob? Are you with us now, boy?

I...I...

[He's trying to find the words to say, before a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Farrah was in the car with him, he was going to kill Farrah.

He looks over at Benjamin, with sudden panic in his eyes.]

Is Farrah okay?

[He remembers screaming that he pretty sure came from him, but the crash was a blur, and he kept blacking out when the others got to him. Was the last thing he was going to hear from Farrah was her screaming? Did he kill his sister? He doesn't want to know but he has to.]

[Benjamin feels a pang of guilt for leaving Farrah behind. For letting her slip away from him in the first place (he shouldn't have taken a spoonful of cough syrup before sleep, but he had thought it might help both him and her sleep through the night - it had worked on one of them, apparently), for letting her get herself into trouble.

But this boy, who's been so broken down by everything that's happened here, has been through enough today. So Benjamin purses his lips into a smile, and pats his knee reassuringly.]

She's alright. Angus, Orpheus, and Elle were seeing to her, last I saw. I think she got off a little better than you did. We should take a look at that arm, hm?

[Gingerly, he takes Spongebob's wrist and looks at his injured arm. How bad are we talking?]

Oh thank Neptune. I don't know if I could live with myself if I survived and she...

[He can't finish, but he should get a good idea as to how that ends.]

He winces even more at the touch. It looks pretty bad, particularly around his forearm. It looks like one of the bones snapped upon impact.]

I really don't know why it hurts so much. Usually my arms can't bounce right back.

Mm. I noticed that Maya tried to, um. Fix it for you.

[Benjamin keeps his touch gentle, and doesn't move it much at all, then frowns and sets the arm gently back in Spongebob's lap.]

It looks like it's badly broken, lad. You're lucky the both of you got off that lightly.

[He rises to his feet and turns to Maya, with whom he keeps his tone as light as he can, to keep her calm as well.]

Maya, do you happen to know if Miss Wells can set a broken arm?

[Maya's been floating nearby this entire time. She's been scared to touch Spongebob, worried that this might be another false vision, and that her dear friend was still in the wreckage. Or perhaps if she broke the silence, they might both choose to send her away.

But with the attention being drawn to her, well... She can't simply sit still.]

I believe she can, yes. Would you like for me to fetch her?

I would appreciate that, thank you, my dear.

[But...before she goes, he catches her, gently, and pulls her into a hug.]

It's alright. They'll be alright.

[Oh. Okay. She's being hugged.

Don't mind her hiding a few stray tears against his shoulder, so that when she pulls back she looks completely put together. It's fine, she's fine.]

Thank you, Otousan.

[And away she goes.]

[ Peregrine is, right now, pretty easy to find. She's in the cafeteria, pretty thoroughly failing at getting herself something to eat. She keeps thinking of the wine bottles strewn about. About the screaming. About last night.

"I was already gone."

She's going to scream. What does she have to do to keep them from leaving her?

She just stares blankly at the buffet serving, not putting anything on her plate. ]

[Maya sprints into the cafeteria. She can tell something is wrong, but... right now she has a different fire to put out. She hates to not prioritize Peregrine, but here they are.]

Peregrine -- Per -- [She's tugging on Peregrine's sleeve, almost like a scared child.]

I need your help. Spongebob needs your help.

[ Jolted out of her stupor, Peregrine turns her head with a jerk. In that, Maya may catch that her lips are tight at the mention of Spongebob, her jaw tense.

But that softens, almost immediately. ] You guys were checking- is he really hurt?

His arm is broken. [The words rush out in a rushed stream. She hasn't had the time to find her composure, and she won't risk taking that time now.]

Can you -- do you know how to set and splint a broken limb?

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