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Febuwhump collab day 14 — blood-stained tiles

Shhhhh don’t even look at the day this was technically supposed to be posted on okay (I’ve just. given up on posting them the correct days I think XD but that’s okay, I’m still having fun)

This one was suggested by the lovely @thepinklink! Some Legend angst for you <3

This is set after supers are legal again btw. Legend and Wild are both about 15 here.

Warnings: blood, and injury, but not described in too much detail.

Today’s lovely art

Ao3 link

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Wild scanned dully across the book page in front of him, holding back a yawn as the words smeared under his tired eyes. It was an interesting book, but it just wasn’t enough to keep his eyes from trying to close, lids heavy with exhaustion. He wanted so much to just drift off and sleep, but the nightmares had been bad again, and he knew if he closed his eyes they’d be upon him with a vengeance.

His pillow was so soft though, and his blankets were nice and warm, and resting his eyes for just a second or two couldn’t hurt...

Wild jerked himself awake from the doze, shaking his head and pressing his palms to his eyes. Maybe he needed some water. That would wake him up, right? Getting out of bed to get it would at least.

He sighed and threw back his blankets, slightly relieved he didn’t have to be quite as quiet as he normally would. Twilight was off at their grandpa’s farm for the week, and while Wild sort of enjoyed having their room to himself, he missed his brother’s snoring, and the solution and comfort he would doubtless give if he knew about Wild’s current problem.

It’s only for another few days, get a grip, Wild huffed to himself, then padded quietly out into the hallway.

He was nearly to the bathroom when he heard a small thump from inside, and Wild paused with his hand inches from the knob. The door was mostly closed, but the light wasn’t on, and Wild had assumed nobody was inside.

Maybe Four was in there? Sometimes he didn’t turn on the overhead since there was a nightlight inside, but he always shut and locked the door. Maybe it was someone else in there.

Or maybe it was something in there?

Oh if it’s mice again Mom’s gonna lose it, Wild thought. Or cockroaches. Though I really hope a cockroach didn’t make that thud.

Wild braced himself for any number of nasty things, then bravely pushed the door open and clicked on the light.

And was treated to the sight of Legend halfway out of his hero suit, leaning heavily on the counter, a hand clasped at his side, and a generous amount of blood dripping onto the floor.

Wild stared, Legend blinking in the sudden light, and it was a solid minute before his voice finally came back enough for him to speak.

“Ledge!” he gaped, and Legend glared at him, though the effect was diminished by the wearied look on his face. “Legend you’re bleeding—”

“Keep it down!” Legend hissed. “Do you want everyone running in here?”

“Maybe I do! What happened?” Wild whisper-shouted back, and Legend shushed him again before letting out a heavy sigh.

“I just... went out and ran into a little trouble, okay?” he bit out, leaning a little more heavily on the sink. “Don’t worry about it.”

Wild kept staring at him in disbelief. “Legend, we’re not supposed to go heroing out by ourselves. Dad said that was the rule until we’re older, you know that—”

“Right, and you’ve definitely never broken that rule,” Legend scoffed, and Wild faltered a second.

Admittedly, Legend had him there.

“...okay, but I’ve never come back with a great gaping hole in my side,” Wild pointed out, and Legend flicked his eyes away from him. Wild crossed his arms when Legend didn’t say anything further, and his brother sighed, giving a great big roll of his eyes.

“Okay, okay. I’m an idiot, and I learned my lesson, hooray. Now will you get out of here and leave me alone?” Legend snapped.

Wild shook his head. “No way. I’m getting Hyrule, don’t—”

“Wild don’t you dare try to wake up Hyrule, he’s been sick all week,” Legend hissed.

“You’re bleeding all over the bathroom!” Wild hissed back, “I kinda think that’s something he’d want to help with!”

Legend opened his mouth to say something equally snarky in reply, but his entire form suddenly flickered, and he closed his eyes, face drawn with pain.

Wild watched some blood drip onto the floor, and exhaled through his nose, anger fading away to be replaced with worry.

It was true Hyrule had been sick the past several days, nauseous and tired, and it was likely he wouldn’t be able to handle healing Legend up much at all. And even if he could, he really shouldn’t, since it would just wear him out further. Even if Legend was doing his best impression of a leaky faucet at the moment, and they’d all heard the stories their uncles would tell about how dangerous blood loss could be...

“Okay. Whatever,” Wild said more softly, and Legend looked at him, trembling a little. “At least let me help you bandage it up.”

“...Fine,” Legend murmured.

Wild came forward, stepping around the blood on the floor, and pushed Legend down to sit on the toilet lid. His brother did so with a pained grunt, and Wild began rummaging for something to help stop the bleeding. He pulled out some clean towels, and kneeled back down by Legend, studying his injury with nausea and worry swimming in his gut.

“Geez Legend, you really did a number on yourself,” he murmured as he looked at him.

“It wasn’t me. Some idiot with a knife just managed to guess where I was standing,” Legend muttered, hissing through his teeth as Wild pressed a towel to his side. “‘S not my fault.”

“I’m sure Mom and Dad’ll take that as an excuse,” Wild said dryly.

“Mom and Dad don’t need to know,” Legend muttered, and let out another hiss of pain as Wild shifted his grip. “Just my luck the guy got me while I was a rabbit.”

“You were in rabbit form?” Wild asked worriedly, and Legend looked away. “Didn’t changing back hurt? I know transforming is painful if Twilight’s injured, isn’t it the same for you?”

“Yeah, w-well he’s him and I’m me,” Legend shrugged, and squeezed his eyes shut again as Wild shifted the towel.

A few moments passed in silence, and Wild pulled the towel off a little, still concerned at the amount of blood coming out of Legend’s side. The towel was becoming rather red, and Legend only seemed to get paler, his hands shaking where they were gripping his middle.

“Legend... this looks really bad,” Wild said quietly. You look really bad. “I... think we should wake up Hyrule now.”

Legend immediately shook his head. “No.”

“Legend, you’re really...” Wild began, and Legend glared at him.

“No. He needs his rest and I’m fi—”

“Um.”

At the third voice, Legend and Wild both turned to stare at the doorway, where Wind was staring back at the two of them, his sleepy expression morphing quickly into one of shock and confusion.

Crud.

“...am I dreaming?” Wind asked in a bit of a dazed voice.

“Yep, better go back to bed,” Wild said quickly, and Wind blinked at them another few seconds, then shook his head, his eyes focusing a bit more.

“I’m not dreaming! Legend you’re hurt!” he gasped, and Wild and Legend both shushed him, Legend’s ears twitching as he listened for anyone else coming.

“We’re handling it Wind, go back to bed,” Legend said in an exhausted voice.

“Does handling it usually involve blood all over the floor and Mom’s good towels?” Wind asked with a raised eyebrow, and Wild winced as he realized he had, in fact, grabbed Mom’s good towels.

“...yes,” Wild said, but Wind sniffed out the uncertainty in his voice better than even Twilight could.

“Riiiiight. What happened?” Wind asked as he walked over to Legend, skirting around the blood on the floor. “How exactly did you— Oh geez— Legend that looks really bad, what did you do? Wait... you snuck out, didn’t you!”

“Genius deduction there Sherlock,” Legend growled. “Now that you’ve figured everything out, go back to bed.”

“Like heck I will, if I left you and Wild here alone you’d probably bleed out,” Wind huffed. “Haven’t you woken Rulie up yet?”

“He’s sick,” Legend hissed again, and Wind crossed his arms as he stared at Legend.

“Yeah and he’ll feel even worse if he hears you hid this from him and didn’t let him help,” Wind pointed out, and Wild blinked. He hadn’t thought about it like that. “And... it looks like you got stabbed Legend, that’s kind of a big deal?!”

“Well it’s really not,” Legend bit out, and sat up, as if to prove it.

His face went white though, and he slipped off the toilet, Wild letting out a panicked noise as he shot forward and grabbed him. Wind darted forward as well, and they both stared at Legend’s face, screwed up in a grimace. His eyes flickered back open after only a few seconds, but Wild was already falling firmly into panic mode.

“Legend?!” he asked frantically.

“Fine, I-I’m— I’m fine,” Legend got out, but the pain in his voice spoke otherwise.

“That’s a lot of blood,” Wind said quietly, sounding much more concerned then before, and Legend squeezed his eyes shut before dragging them open again.

“I... m-maybe you’d better get Hyrule,” he said in a small voice, a thin thread of fear coming through in the words.

Wild swallowed. Legend very, very rarely sounded like that.

Forget trying to avoid nightmares, Legend is trying to give me more.

“Wind? Can you get Hyrule?” Wild asked, and Wind nodded. “Do it quietly though, the last thing we need is Four waking up, or Mom and Dad.”

“Would it really be so bad if that happened?” Wind murmured, but he slipped out of the bathroom without barely a sound.

He returned a few minutes later, Hyrule shuffling quietly behind him. Their other brother seemed like he was only half-awake, and as Wild looked at the dark circles under his eyes, he felt a sting of guilt at having to resort to waking him up.

But Legend was only getting paler, and between waking up Hyrule, or waking up their parents and worrying them both and getting a lecture of some kind, Wild figured Hyrule was the safer option. Plus his parents would probably wake Hyrule up to help anyway. This just cut out the middle man.

Though if Legend loses much more blood, we probably’ll have to wake them up...

Hyrule quietly took in the scene, sniffling and wiping his nose on his sleeve as he eyeballed the blood all over the floor, then he frowned, looking intently at Legend.

“Why is it always you, Legend?” Hyrule murmured with a hint of both amusement and annoyance, and Legend looked down at his feet.

“Almost always,” Wind corrected. “There was that time with Wild and that tree, remember?”

Wild glared at him. “Not the time, Wind.”

Hyrule ignored them both, and sighed as he finished looking over Legend. “Okay. Hold still.”

“Don’t do too much,” Legend said as Hyrule kneeled on the floor beside him, Legend shakily grabbing his arm. “J-just stop the bleeding, don’t... don’t push yourself.”

“I’ll do as much as you need,” Hyrule said patiently, and lit up his hands with a soft blue light.

He pressed them both to Legend’s side, his eyes closing in concentration, and Wild and Wind watched in silence as the gouge in Legend’s side began to slowly shrink away. The glow from Hyrule’s powers lit the bathroom up in an almost eerie way, and Wild noticed Wind slide a little closer to his side, worry bright on his face.

Legend kept his eyes closed while Hyrule worked, and several quiet minutes went by before he raised his head and squeezed Hyrule’s arm.

“That’s good. You can stop.”

Hyrule dragged his eyes open and stared at Legend, the increased exhaustion on his face doing nothing to lessen the firm look in his eyes.

“I’m not finished.”

“Yes you are,” Legend said firmly, his face still pale, but much less so then before. “Rulie you look like you’re going to keel over, you’re in no shape to keep using up your energy on me.”

“What, cause of this l-little cold?” Hyrule smirked, but Legend didn’t return it.

“The sound of the faucet dripping earlier almost made you throw up,” he replied flatly.

“The bathroom is covered in blood,” Hyrule shot back, arms crossed.

“I’m not still bleeding!”

“You could easily reopen it! I’m not done!”

“You guys are both dumb, and need sleep,” Wind interrupted, and Wild couldn’t help his snort. “Let’s see how bad it looks now before you keep arguing, huh?”

Hyrule pulled back and moved the towel that was blocking Wild and Wind’s view, and revealed a shallow mark on Legend’s side. The skin was still bloody, but the injury itself didn’t seem like it was bleeding much at all, and was much less scary-looking then before.

Wild sighed in relief. “I think it’s good, ‘rule.”

“Yeah, it looks way better, I don’t think he’ll pass out now,” Wind said cheerfully, then hesitated. “Well, not from blood loss at least.”

“My own blood doesn’t make me pass out,” Legend grumbled as he began to clean himself up, but Wind ignored him.

“I think it’s good enough for now Hyrule, thanks,” Wild said, and Hyrule nodded, his eyes drooping tiredly. “We can look at it again tomorrow. You should go back to bed.”

“Legend too,” Hyrule murmured. “I can’t really fix blood loss. He needs rest.”

Wild nodded, and as soon as Legend was as clean as he was going to get and had his injury wrapped, Wild and Wind helped him and Hyrule back down the hall and into their beds. Legend didn’t even bother with his own bed, merely collapsing next to Hyrule in his blankets instead, and Hyrule snuggled up to him. Both were asleep in seconds, and Wind and Wild exchanged smiles as they shut the door.

“Finally. Makes me wonder who’s the older sibling sometimes,” Wind huffed as they walked back to the bathroom, and Wild quietly laughed.

“Well you’ll have plenty of time to think about it,” he said as he opened the door, and gestured to the mess they and Legend had left behind. “...We still have to clean all this up before Mom and Dad get up.”

Wind grimaced. “...Right. I Don’t know how we’re going to fix those towels though.”

Wild thought for a moment, then sighed. “...you think Four would know?”

“Probably.”

“I was afraid of that.”

Wind and Wild exchanged tired looks, though after a moment both of their faces cracked into smiles, followed by quickly muffled giggles. It really wasn’t that funny, but Wild at least had reached the point where it was so late and he was so tired that everything was at least a little funny.

Plus... he was still riding the wave of relief that Legend was okay.

Finally their giggles ran out though, and Wild and Wind both wordlessly turned out of the bathroom to go wake up Four, and see if he could help get the blood off of the towels.

It wasn’t the excuse Wild would have picked, but between this and lying in his bed trying not to have more nightmares... cleaning up blood and shushing Wind when he made a stupid joke was much more preferable.

#Incredibles au #linkeduniverse #lu Wild #lu legend #lu wind #lu hyrule #linked universe fanfic #writing from the floor #febuwhump #day 14 #blood-stained tiles #how many of these are going to end up happening in bathrooms absjbdjdddbh