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lostonehero · 10 months

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Ehhhh another long one time time body horror flavor

Evan frowns. Micheal was awake, but he wasn't talking. He wasn't hurting himself either. Maybe he was better now? "Do you want me to take off your mask?"

Micheal shakes his head no. He pulls a pillow to his chest and stares up at Evan. He sighs and curls up.

Evan frowns. "Ok, mask still on. It's tomorrow, I mean the day after you got in here. I uh Lizzie shaved her head. Charlie carried her home after last night."

Micheal just blinks and looks at his little brother. He taps against the wall, and Evan perks up.

"Jeremy didn't tell me you know Morse code." Evan pauses to listen. "Ok, got it, I'll get him."

Micheal sighs, curling back up. He didn't feel right, and he couldn't place why. He didn't want to eat, and he wasn't thirsty. He felt wrong like his body wasn't properly there. He was still here mentally, but he just couldn't place what was wrong. He couldn't even tell if he felt pain. Everything felt wrong.

Micheal pulls the blankets tighter, and suddenly, he has a craving for iron and meat. Mostly, he wanted to chew on something metal. His stomach protested, and he could feel bile rise in his throat. He groaned and tried to make himself smaller than he was.

Jeremy knocked softly before he entered. Evan followed behind him. "Hey Mike, Evan told me you wanted my presence."

Micheal groaned. "Evan out." He hissed tasting blood on his lips, but he knows for a fact that with his mask, he isn't able to bite anything. Maybe it wasn't bile in his throat.

Evan frowns but closes the door behind him, leaving Jeremy alone with Micheal.

"Hey Micheal, I'm here." Jeremy kneels by the tub. "Can i... oh." He pulls his hand back, seeing blood drip put from under the mask on his mouth. "Micheal?"

Micheal growls. "Mask on." He pulls himself to sit up, and he isn't fast enough to stop himself from throwing up what looked like coffee grounds that had managed to get through the mask. "Feels bad." He groans, hugging his chest. "My body is wrong."

Those blankets were ruined, and he had to remind Henry to replace them. Hell, he would replace them if it came down to it. Jeremy unhook the mask and pulled it off Micheal's face. "I know you want it on, but...."

Micheal frowns shaking. "Everything is wrong. I-i." He huffs. "Mind ok. I'm ok. The body my body is not. Everything is wrong." He frowns frustration was blanketed in his eyes. His tail has unraveled thrashing back and forth in sheer unbridled anger.

"Micheal, what can I do?" Jeremy jerks his hand back as Micheal's tail cracks like a whip. "Ok, Micheal, you have to breathe."

Micheal grits his teeth. "I need to bite, I have to chew metal, something please." He sounded desperate. The blood dripping from his mouth didn't exactly make the situation better.

Jeremy nods. "Your uncle is going to hate me." He stands up, pulling down the metal shower rod, causing the shower curtain to fall draping over him as he pulled it off from the solid metal bar. "Fuck I thought this was hollow." He jumps as Micheal lashed out and pulled it away from Jeremy as if it didn't weigh 20 pounds.

Micheal bit down hard, blood dripped from his mouth along with a few chipped teeth. "Iron." He mutters through his teething.

Jeremy sighs, pulling the shower curtain away and folding it up the best he can. He watched Micheal actually start to bite into the metal, leaving dents. He couldn't tell if his partner's teeth had changed due to the amount of blood. "I'm going to warn your uncle." He holds onto the curtain and leaves Micheal, who has completely zoned out.

.....

Jeremy slips away from the door and makes his way down the hall till he finds Henry, who is polishing a rifle.

"The range is finally reopening soon. Would you like to come with me?" Henry smiles at his daughter.

"I'm not really a gun person for weapons, but I wouldn't mind. Can we still work on Ballora later? Sorry again, I overfried the systems."

Henry chuckles. "Nonesense, you did a fine job. We can work on that tomorrow. We have to start early."

Charlie nods excitedly. "Of course I'll be up first thing." She turns her attention to Jeremy. "Oh hi Jeremy, thanks for the albums, Elizabeth took them, so I haven't had the chance to listen. Why are you holding a shower curtain?"

Jeremy smiles sheepishly. "Actually, I need to talk to your father for a moment."

Henry nods and motions to Charlie to give them the room. "Go find your aunt, darling."

Charlie nods, realizing that this is about Micheal, so she rushes out. She didn't want to hear something Micheal didn't trust her with, not after what he told her yesterday.

Henry sighs. "Why do you have the shower curtain?"

"So don't freak out, but I may have taken the pole down. Also, why was it so heavy, they were supposed to be hollow." Jeremy sighs, hugging the curtain to his chest. "Micheal asked to chew on metal, and I mean, I kind of panicked. I don't know if he's ok per se, but fun fact his tail can move fast enough, and it becomes a whip."

Henry blinks, getting up. "What?" He doesn't wait for a response as he heads directly to the bathroom. Ok, the wall he can fix, the smell of blood, can be cleaned. His eyes focused on Micheal. He didn't see the pipe Jeremy was talking about. He really hoped Micheal didn't hurt himself with it. Micheal, from his face to the welding gloves, they were stained red with blood.

Micheal was frowning as he hugged his chest. "Uncle Henry?" His gaze was unfocused, but he was there. "I'm sorry I ruined your blankets."

Henry sighs with a smile. "Things can be replaced, Micheal."

Micheal blinks and stares down at the stained gloves. "I don't think I should take these off." He makes a face as a squelch of something wet and like wet paper sounded as he moved his hands. It felt bad. "My body feels wrong."

Henry approaches quietly. Before he could speak, Micheal spoke up.

"I'm craving things I shouldn't." Micheal huffs as he hugs himself tighter. "I don't feel well, and I can't stop it."

Henry pauses before reaching out and ruffling Micheal's hair. "Consenqueses warned me that what happened to you with Evan would speed something up. He said the bundle of energy left over has been multiplying even without a spirit attached to you. I don't exactly know what that means, but all of us will be by your side no matter what."

Micheal frowns. "I ate the metal bar." He sighs. "My teeth are weird. My back hurts, and my chest feels off. I'm scared to take off the gloves, and my feet are growing claws, and I have a splitting migraine. I don't know what's happening, and I want it to stop."

Henry can't help but chuckle. "You ate the metal bar I made out of scrap metal?"

Micheal huffs, throwing his hands up. "I want to eat metal."

"Alright, fine." Henry sighs. "This probably explains my cravings for raw meat and bones."

"I want bones too." Micheal sighs. "Ask Elizabeth to come in here."

"Why do you want your sister?"

"Because if I ask for Evan, he will pass out before he crosses the threshold from the blood alone."

.....

"Fucking fuck." Elizabeth covers her mouth as Henry shuts the door behind her. The warning wasn't enough for this. "Micheal what the fuck?"

Micheal crosses his arms and sighs. "I don't know, I feel bad everything is wrong."

Elizabeth pauses and sits on top of the toilet. "You're gaining your reaper form, but you're alive, so it's going to be permanent and not painless."

Micheal glares at her.

"Your body is trying to compensate for how fast this is going." Her eyes glow green, and she frowns and shudders. "Fucking shit." She takes a breath and rubs her face. "Ok ok ok ok. It's my job to keep an eye on you and make sure you're comfortable. To do that is to help your body along this transformation. What do you want?"

Micheal sighs. "A bath." He shuts his eyes. "I'm sorry, I don't exactly remember what I said, but Evan told me you shaved your head."

Elizabeth frowns, and her eyes stop glowing. "Micheal, I saw the pictures and read the articles. I should be apologizing. Jeremy warned us that, and I didn't believe it was going to be that bad."

Micheal leans back. "You've been back three days at most. I'm not used to it, and neither are you." He sighs. "I'm fucked in the head Lizzie, and I won't be stable for a long fucking time. Don't blame yourself for that. You're as much as a victim as I am with regards to mother."

Elizabeth looks away. "What is your body craving, Micheal."

Micheal sighs. "I want metal and bones, and maybe a steak." He looks back at her. "If I don't feel so wrong, I wouldn't have let you get out of a serious conversation."

Elizabeth sighs and nods. "I know, Mikey. We both need it, Evan was too little to really remember." She frowns, standing up. "I'll get your weird cravings. What kind of metal and what kind of bones?"

"Iron and steel, maybe a bit of copper." Micheal hums. "I want thick crunchy bones full of marrow."

Elizabeth smiles. "Yeah, I got it. At least clean off the blood before I get back you look like a fucking mess."

Micheal smiles softly. "How about no, they will just be ruined again."

"Fine, but you're gross." Elizabeth holds back a laugh.

"And you're still that prissy princess." Micheal hums before sinking down and pulling the blanket over him. "I-i." He coughs up something and barely can spit it out over the tub. It was an organ he didn't exactly know which one, but he did feel whatever was missing get replaced quickly.

Elizabeth frowns. "Mikey?"

"Go get the stuff and add meat to the list." Micheal quickly covers his mouth before he can throw up another organ. It doesn't really stop it from coming out with a wet splat. "Leave." Hs groan holding his stomach.

Elizabeth takes a breath. "Much faster.... I'll get as much as I can for you."

.....

Evan paces in front of the bathroom door. "Why doesn't Mikey want me to come in? I can help. I'm not a baby anymore. I can help him." He sighs.

Charlie comes from behind and picks him up. "You might not be a baby, but you faint at the sight of blood."

"Put me down." Evan huffs. "I am not that bad."

Charlie opens the door, and Evan only gets a glimpse before passing out. "Sorry, Micheal, I wanted to prove a point."

Micheal has blood dripping down his chin as he chews on the organs he has thrown up. He glances at Charlie, carrying Evan and sighs. He finishes his bite and swallows. "Is Elizabeth back yet?"

Charlie shakes her head and throws Evan over her shoulder. "No, not yet. Jeremy was mumbling about something, though I didn't really catch it. I think he wants to see you, or maybe he wants to help. I dunno, he's out with my dad going through his work shop for scrap metal."

Micheal nods and frowns. "I feel like a disgusting burden."

"To be fair, our transformations were instant because it's our spirit. we didn't have the flesh that comes with it, and our bodies now can just switch between forms. You're still alive, Micheal, and we don't know how this works." Charlie sighs. "Don't beat yourself up over it."

Micheal sighs and watches Charlie place Evan down on the floor. He hugs his chest after finishing the meat in his hands. "Is he ok?"

Charlie nods, sitting on the toilet. "He's very squeamish and passes out to the sight of blood." She hums. "So how does it feel being one of the first to become a living reaper?"

"Uncomfortable, and I should be dead." Micheal huffs. "I'm terrified to remove these gloves."

Charlie cringes at the wet sloshing noise as Micheal flexes his hand. "Yeah, they have to come off. Besides that future unpleasantness and your inability to die, do you think my dad will be ok?"

Micheal sighs. "His is slow. His body has time to adjust. Besides, my father has good emotional control as is. He refuses to admit it but mom really fucked with both of us. I don't even think he understands that it was abuse."

Charlie frowns. "Things were really bad, weren't they." She sighs. "I didn't know any better. I was just a kid. I listened to her talk to Elizabeth, I don't know how you handled that."

Micheal sighs. "Things were different. I thought it was normal. I didn't realize people were like me until Evan." He covers his mouth as more blood and flesh come up. "Fuck."

Charlie frowns. "Micheal, don't try to hold it in. It's only going to get worse." She sighs, getting up. "Want me to get rid of these blankets?"

"Might as well burn them. Ugh, I'll get new blankets." He pulls all the soft blankets and pillows out. He pulled off his shirt, and it took a bit due to the welding gloves. His back has 6 open sores, and Charlie can see bits of wire and metal in them. "Oh, that made it worse." He gags and coughs up a lung.

Charlie grimaces. "I'll take care of these. Just stay put."

Micheal rolls his eyes. "It's not like I can leave."

....

Henry waves to Charlie as she heads out. "Ah, hello Charlie, how are you doing?"

Charlie drops the blankets and sighs. "Besides staining my clothes, I'm alright. Did you find scrap metal? Oh, Micheal is lucid, which is good, but Evan did faint, which isn't good."

Henry has a reusable bag full of metal. "I washed them the best I could with the hose, and uh, there's a fire pit past the pool."

Charlie nods. "Thanks, dad."

Henry smiles, heading back inside he will never get tired of hearing that again. He spots Evan passed out on the floor next to the bathroom, and he has curled up, making himself comfortable on the wooden floor. He walks quietly past him and into the bathroom. "Hey Micheal, how are you holding up?"

Micheal frowns and holds a half eaten lung. "Is Father out?"

Henry sighs, placing the bag of metal scrap next to the tub Micheal was in. "He's in his office trying to figure out the best way to help you. Are you doing ok?"

Micheal sighs and finishes the meat in his gloved hands. "I keep coughing up organs. Everything hurts, and my teeth aren't made from bone anymore." He reaches out and takes a piece of scrap metal. "I'm alive."

Henry watches Micheal bite through the metal like it was paper. "Micheal, you're not exactly making me look forward to uh..."

Micheal frowns and swallows blood dripping from his chin. "Sorry, Uncle Henry."

Henry sighs. "Micheal, don't apologize. Neither of us can stop this. We just have to handle it together. Now turn around and let me see your back. I want to make sure nothing is infected."

Micheal nods, grabbing the handrail to stand. He's up for a few moments before his legs give out with a crack. "FUCK." He hisses and groans. He rubs at his legs, and blood stains hide the bruises, but not the bone poking through the skin of his knees and the back of his ankles.

Henry rushed over. "Micheal, are you ok?"

"Legs are numb." Micheal huffs. "I can't even feel them."

"You fell pretty hard." Henry sighs. "Alright, what else do you need?"

Micheal shrugs, hugging his chest. "I want to stop. I feel disgusting." He stares at the welding gloves over his hands. "I just want to be ok."

Henry frowns. "I'm going to grab Jeremy." He leaves without another word

......

Jeremy comes in, shutting the door behind him, and sits on the floor next to the tub. Micheal is in. He pulls out his phone and hums. "I showed Elizabeth and Charlie your Broadway stuff."

"And?" Micheal sighs, crossing his arms. "You don't have to stay here, I'm a freak of nature."

"So?" Jeremy hums. "I don't really care what you look like, granted seeing you like this makes me feel things that I don't ever want to unpack."

"You're gross." Micheal huffs.

"Says the man who threw up his stomach when I walked in, and then proceeded to eat it." Jeremy chuckles. "So why metal?"

"How should I know? I don't know how this works." Micheal frowns. "Could you..." He sighs and throws his hands over. "Take them off."

Jeremy puts his phone down and turns around. "Are you sure?"

"I want you to be the first to see." Micheal looks away. "I would rather not have my uncle or sister remove them. I know there's flesh and blood."

Jeremy slowly unwraps the duct tape from both arms and pulls the gloves off. He sees bone, and he has an unreadable expression. Looking closer, he can see a metal wire he can't identify through the bones, keeping them together. There isn't a complete cut-off from his wrist. It's more like a slope to flesh. "Ok."

"Ok?" Micheal stares down at his hands, flexing them. "They feel normal. Like I can't tell the difference I can still feel, but I know there isn't nerves." He sighs, picking off the stuck flesh.

"So they are like a toy?" Jeremy chuckles and dodges the piece of flesh flung at him.

"Again, you're gross." Micheal smiles and sighs. "I'm glad you're not scared because I'm terrified."

"I mean, I am, but I know it's still you. That makes this less scary because you're the same man." Jeremy smiles and grabs Micheal's hand. "Feels hard." He smirks as Micheal pulls away.

"You're disgusting, you fiend." Micheal can't help but smile. "Maybe Uncle Henry was right to get you."

"Just maybe?" Jeremy smiles, putting on his best stereotypical gay man voice. "Honey, you can't get rid of me."

Micheal laughs and pushes Jeremy away. "Oh, that's enough of that. Leave me to my metal."

"Nah, I think I'm staying. I want to see you eat more metal, you weirdo." Jeremy blows Micheal a kiss.

"How romantic." Micheal sighs, rolling his eyes. "Alright, fine, but if Evan tries to get in again, please catch him before he falls."

"Aww, look at you. Be a good big brother." Jeremy snickers. "Where's that special brother voice?"

"Jeremy, I'm this close to kicking you out."

"No, you're not."

Micheal sighs and smiles. "Fuck you."

"I rather you do the fucking." Jeremy chuckles dodging another piece of flesh.

.....

Elizabeth returns, and it's dark out. She didn't mean to stay out this late, but it had to be perfect. She didn't want to disappoint her brother by half assing the first thing he ever asked from her.

Micheal blinks, watching Elizabeth go through the wall over him. She had two massive bags in her hands, and one was leaking. "Hi Lizzie... what did you get there?"

Elizabeth sighs. "Well, I got some copper wires and iron pipes and steel plates. In this bag, various types of meat are attached to bones. I hope these are ok."

Micheal makes a gimmie motion with his hands. "I rather not keep eating my organs because that isn't doing shit. I also finished the scrap metal Uncle Henry gave me." He takes the two bags, and he practically drools over the contents.

"Wait, Mikey, your hands...." Elizabeth stops watching Micheal chew through the copper wire, then the massive steak plus bone.

Micheal swallows he's eating as if he had never had food before. He sighs and seems to come back to himself. "I uh sorry. My body is craving all of these things, and I just." He grips at his blood-soaked shorts. "I just can't. Even Jeremy left after watching me he said he was tired, but that's probably just an excuse, and" he stops when Elizabeth smacks his head.

"For fucks sake Micheal relax." Elizabeth sighs. "Would it make you feel better if I showed you my reaper form?"

Micheal frowns. "You don't have to." He sighs. "Don't expose yourself to make me feel better. You already cut your hair because of me."

Elizabeth sighs, and a dark shade envelopes her as her body shifts. Her eyes glow green as two jagged horns erupt from her head to curl around her pointed ears. Her teeth sharp as razors and a dark black color with a forked tongue. Her joint looks like she was a doll, her fingers elongated into long claws red as blood. Her feet became talons as her legs were covered in feathers, with hidden sharp spines. Two large wings erupted from her back, covered in blood red feathers, with sharp hooks at each corner. She sighs, her voice echoes. "If we're being honest, I kind of think Evan's or Charlie's is better than mine." She perches herself on the toilet, snuggling her wings close to her. "Charlie's reminds me of a puppet demon kind of, Evan's is broken and twisted kind of. Look, I'm not good at describing things."

Micheal's eyes widen as he reaches out to touch Elizabeth wing. "It's soft, and wait, why are there hard things?"

"Those hard things are thorns, and if you had skin on your hands, they would hurt." Elizabeth huffs but then smiles. "Feeling better about turning?"

"Not really, but I'm glad I won't be alone." He hugs his knees. "I feel awful, and I'm still starving."

"That's because your body isn't nearly done transforming Micheal. Fucking eat what I got you. I'll get you more as well." Elizabeth sighs. "Just listen to your body it will make things easier."

"Yeah, yeah." Micheal picks up another piece of meat. "Thanks for this."

"You owe me a homemade hat." Elizabeth huffs, puffing out her cheeks.

Micheal smiles after taking a bite. "Alright, I can do that. What kind of hat anyway?" He mulches away, finally relaxing.

Elizabeth pauses. "I mean something cute obviously, but maybe scary. Can you do a hunter hat base with the ear flaps?"

Micheal nods, swallowing, then grabs a fist full of nails. "So, do you want pop culture or certain colors? Or I could do animals, bugs, or invertebrates."

"You could do that?" Elizabeth hums. "I'm thinking something snake themed maybe with birds."

"Alright, got it. I'll draw something up after this." Micheal's eating the nails like popcorn, granted with a lot more blood dripping from his lips.

"Thanks, Mikey." Elizabeth smiles, curling her wings around her.

....

Elizabeth shifts back before leaving. Micheal had finished both bags of food? She shook her head and let Micheal sleep as she left. He passed out after finishing the second bag. His body must be satisfied, finally full, and can use what he gave to change while he sleeps. She shut the door and sighs.

"Hey, Lizzie is Mikey, ok?" Evan shifts he was waiting outside the door. "Charlie and Uncle Henry went to bed, I wanted to stay up and wait for you."

Elizabeth sighs. "He's uncomfortable and not exactly ok with what's happening to his body, but he is sleeping now. We talked, though."

Evan nods. "That's good..." He trails off, trying to find the right words.

"Evan." Elizabeth grabs his hand. "Come on, don't overthink it. We're doing our job and helping family. You, however, need to get over your fear of blood, or else it's going to be a while till you can see Mikey."

Evan puffs out his cheeks. "He threw up his organs, Lizzie. My reaction was appropriate. You guys are the freaks here." He pulls his hand away and crosses his arms. "Just because we have to hurt and stuff doesn't mean I have to like it."

Elizabeth chuckles. "Ok, Mr. Brave Boy, let's go get some sleep. You're not even in pajamas yet, I was with Mikey. What's your excuse?"

Evan huffs again, allowing himself to be pushed. "I was worried."

"You can be worried and dressed for bed." Elizabeth chuckles. "Don't pout Evan. You're not a kid anymore."

"I'm not pouting." Evan huffs totally pouting. "I'll get ready and dressed you do the same."

Elizabeth nods, grabbing her pajamas and one of Micheal's shirts. "Yeah, yeah."

.....

The morning comes, and Micheal is awake and alone. He doesn't like being alone. He sighs, sitting up, and he feels disgusting and sticky. He pulls himself up, and he is able to stand. "Ok, progress." His back ached and felt heavier than he was used to, but then.."

Micheal covered his mouth to stop himself from screaming, seeing the metal tendril in front of him. The thing seemed to have a mind of its own, and he thought it looked hurt when he covered his mouth. He swallows his shock and relaxes when five more join this one to...stare? "Ok, ok, ok."

The tendrils shoot out, lifting Micheal out of the tub onto the floor. Micheal gasps and hugs his chest. "Ok, uh, thank you." They seemed to act on their own accord, but they also seek to want to please him. He reaches out and grabs one and shudders. ok, he can feel whatever happens to them. He observers and feels around the tendril. There was an opening in the center of the claws, and it opened revealing sharp teeth and a fleshy inside. He lets go and takes a deep breath. That was terrifying, like the reverse of ennard in his body.

They wrapped around Micheal's chest, and it didn't feel bad it felt normal. He takes a breath and looks down at his legs and feet. His feet have elongated, kind of reminding him of werewolf feet with the massive claws. His legs had bone spurs by his knees and the back of his shins. He pauses and shudders again. He can control their length and shape. He had to get used to that, but it meant he could hide them, which is a small mercy.

Micheal sighs again, putting his hands through his hair and jumps. He hit something extremely sensitive and soft. He moves to the mirror and groans. "Fucking fox ears, and there red too." He huffs. "Ok, I need to shower then get on proper clothes. Uh, could you guys unravel? I have to clean everything."

His tendrils unravel, so he pulls off his shorts that need to be burned and then his underwear. "Fucking shit I'm not even going to pretend I know what happened to my dick." He sighs Jeremy probably would be happy with it, it's bigger and has an odd shape. He was in no mood to test it or even touch it. He turned on the shower and did his best to clean the blood and flesh from his body.

It was only then in the middle of the shower that he realized he hadn't turned on the lights. He covers his face. "Fucking idiot you have night vision."

.....

Henry wakes up to the smell of breakfast. He really hops none of the kids stayed up to make breakfast. He looked around and sighed. William didn't come out. He didn't blame his friend. The man was at his wits end worried about Micheal. Ok, first he had to get dressed, then he had to check the kitchen.

He brushed down his shirt before he put on his suspenders. He wanted William to come out in the open, but he didn't want to push him. He had to do this himself. He's been alone for so long. Why was he so dependent on his friend? He shook his head and headed out.

What tipped him off was that there wasn't a light poking out from the stairs from the kitchen. That is slightly concerning, but he brushed it off as the kids had weird abilities as reapers. He had to talk to Charlie more about this stuff, for his own sake in transformation.

Whatever was cooking smelled amazing. Henry finally made it to the kitchen and flipped the lights on, and he nearly jumped. "Micheal?"

The metal tendrils grab the pan and take over as Micheal twists around to see his uncle. "I uh hello, good morning." He sighs. "Did I wake you? I know I was a bit loud cleaning the bathroom." He sighs and looks over to the food. "Thank you." He mumbles to his tendrils.

Henry pauses, looking Micheal over. He can still recognize Micheal for himself, but the new parts were something he had to get used to. "Why are you up this early?"

Micheal shrugs. "I wanted to get clean, then I got hungry." He sighs. "Guys wrap around, please. I can finish this." His tendrils do as they are told. "Uh yeah, they kind of have minds of their own. I made some French toast, and I'll make some eggs, too." He sighs. "Look, I'm fine, just have new parts."

Henry sighs, moving to the table to take a seat. "Why were you in the dark?"

"I didn't realize I was in the dark." Micheal sighs, making a plate for his uncle. "I'm still getting used to my new eyes. I mean, they are still blue, and yeah, but I mean, I don't know. I haven't exactly really explored the new parts." He places the plate down and makes himself a plate. "How are you feeling?"

Henry shifts, cutting into his plate. "I'm fine, my jaw finally stopped aching after I lost my last tooth. Your father has been worried."

"I'm fine he doesn't have to worry. I'm never not ok." Micheal sighs. "He's not out, is he?" He pauses. "I uh wanted to thank him for helping me come down."

Henry nods. "I will tell you when he comes back out." He sighs. "Come on, sit and eat. We can make more food when the others wake up."

Micheal nods and joins Henry to eat breakfast.

...

"MIKEY!" Evan shouts, being the first awake rushes over and is caught by Micheal's new tendrils.

"Evan, please don't run at me when I have a hot pan in my hands." Micheal sighs and smiles. "And don't use my tendrils as a jungle gym."

Evan climbs off from them, jumping down. He looks way too happy and excited for the morning. "Mikey, you're okay. How are you feeling? Are you done? What else has changed? Can you hear out of both your ears? What -" Micheal covers his mouth with his hand.

"No more questions. Sit at the table and I'll give you a plate of food." Micheal sighs watching Evan sit at the table but keeps an eye on him.

Henry chuckles. "Be nice, Micheal."

"I am being nice." Micheal huffs making a plate for Evan. "You have too much energy for the morning." He hands over a plate, and his tendrils return to wrap around him.

Evan smiles. "I'm happy you're ok." He cuts into his food and eats happily as Elizabeth enters with an excited Charlie behind her.

"You both are too fucking loud." Elizabeth sighs. "Good morning."

"Morning! Hi dad." Charlie giggles, taking a seat next to her father. "How are you feeling?"

Henry smiles. He will never get tired of a loud home. It means he's not alone anymore. "I'm fine, my little darling."

"Micheal!" A thick southern draw comes from Henry as he is pushed from the controls by William. The purple eye glows as he stares at Micheal.

Elizabeth covers her face. "You were not kidding about the accent."

Evan's eyes widen. "Wow, Uncle Henry really does. Hide it well."

Micheal chuckles. "Morning, father. Are you staying to eat, or will Uncle Henry be returning?"

William pauses. "I believe he wants me to eat..." He crosses his arms. "Just because I eat in your body doesn't mean I will be less skinny in mine."

Charlie giggles. "Uncle William?"

"What is it, Charlotte?" William hums as he is pushed a plate of food by Micheal. "Again, I'm only doing this because Henry's body is hungry." He huffs. "Will you stop laughing it's your body, and I'm referring to it as such."

Charlie giggles again louder. "Is it weird?"

"Is what weird?" William sighs, his expressions look odd on Henry's face.

"Using my father's body?" Charlie hums.

"Being alive is odd in itself after being dead for so long." William sighs, cutting up the food on Henry's plate. "I'm not exactly used to it."

Charlie pauses. "I don't really recall being dead since the memories don't overlap." She pauses. "Do you two argue a lot?"

"No?" William pauses taking a bite of food. He swallows and sighs. "It's peaceful being together. I guess nothing like Clara."

Charlie stops and looks over at his three kids and they exchange a look to her of don't fucking push it. "Oh, uh, right."

Micheal sighs and places a plate in front of Charlie. "Eat something, would ya? Anyway, I'm fine. I just have to get used to the changes."

William sighs. "Just if you need help, I'm here."

Micheal smiles softly, making a plate for Elizabeth. "Yeah, yeah."

Elizabeth takes the plate. "Sit down, Micheal, join us be civil."

"Let me finish my food, Lizzie." Micheal shakes his head. "And I have to make Jeremy a plate."

William smiles. "Be nice, Elizabeth."

"Yes, dad." She huffs, taking a bite of her food.

......

A wolf whistle interrupts the quiet breakfast chatter. "Morning Mike." Jeremy chuckles.

Micheal sighs. "Jeremy keep it in your fucking pants." He pulls out a chair. "Now sit your food is getting cold."

"Of course." He kisses the top of Micheal's head and then sits down. "Good morning, Mr. Afton."

"Please don't whistle at my son in front of me." William sighs. "Henry, that isn't funny."

Elizabeth smirks. "It is kind of funny, father." She takes a sip of her tea. "So how are you feeling?"

Jeremy shrugs. "Eh, a bit fuzzy, but that's a brain injury for ya." He feels Micheal rub his leg from under the table. "Thanks."

Micheal nods. "Now finish your food. You're going to help me cut holes in my shirts."

"Ok, Mr. Doctor octavious." Jeremy chuckles. "Oh, come on, don't make that face, you know I'm right."

Micheal sighs. "That's enough."

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #charlie emily #henry emily #william afton #immortal micheal afton #micheal afton #evan afton #elizabeth afton

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Beast Choices Chapter 1. Diagnosis

Long time ago in Pacopolis... A Russian/Korean Woman have opened her consultory for the first time, ready to receive her first patient.

Muriel Plizetxki.

Age: 21 years

Gender: Female

Birthday: April 4th

Sign: Aries ♈

Race: Purple Sphere-Russian/Korean

Blood type: B+

From her office's door, her First patient have arrived.. It was a insecure and tired white orb next to his mother wich was speaking with Muriel about her son's bad behavior, wishing Muriel would make him change into a perfect boy, to then left him in the office.

Betrayus Spheros

Age: 18 Years

Gender: Male

Birthday: October 28th

Sign: Scorpio ♏

Race: White Sphere-American

Blood type: A-.

–Remember Miss in 2 months of therapy i will give you his Diagnosis–

Muriel said trying to be professional.

–I hope you can handle him, he is sooo complicated... Well see ya Tray Tray, be good– Said the old woman before leaving the office.

–Wow.. what a nice woman..– Muriel said sarcastically.. –Y-Yeah... I guess..– he said with a notable uncomfortably.

The ambient was quiet for a moment, but Muriel started speaking.

–Welcome to this office Mr Spheros, or how can I refer myself to you?– –B-Betrayus.. just Betrayus

--Said bashful the white guy..

--Alright Betrayus, so.. Tell me... What are your problems?

Betrayus was quiet and nervous but he took a break and started narrating..

–Well.. Doctor.. My problems started literally since I born,.. my Dad died when i born... So my mother andmy brother.. they saw me as the guilty of his death and a black sheep...i Dunno if my older sister thinks the same of me....

He was narrating while Muriel was taking notes of his testimony.–

–I didn't knew how my father was, when i tried to ask my mom about him...she just avoid that topic and told me a "shut up" instead, My sister isn't in home for almost all the day because of her work, when i saw her, we just have a short conversations about future stuff and what places we want to visit so i forgot to ask that to her.. and my brother.. he just avoids me with Mom's same behavior.. i think i partly know why he is Mom's favorite..

–Because he is the same shit as her?–

Muriel commented in a jocking way.

–Heheh.. Exactly– He Chuckled

–Is that all, or there's is more you want to share?.. Like.. your childhood?– she said interested while she was still taking notes.

–Well.. about my childhood..it was hard too, i went to the same school as my brother, he was the brilliant Student of the class, he was the best in Chess, math, history, lenguage, football, swimming, golf and hockey. How I'm not like him, for a weird reason classmates sees me as a

Mr no One or a freak, some of them used to bully me....– He added

–Uhuh..– Muriel Answered while she was writting in a new paper

Betrayus seemed a little mad at Muriel's dry attitude, like thinking she wasn't giving a care about his feelings.

– Agh... you know, whatever, that's not important.. you're were just paid to control me

Betrayus's mad expression changed in a melancholic one, something Muriel noticed quickly, then she said him with a warm voice tone and a clumsy smile.

–Don't worry, i will not judge you, even when my work is hear your problems and understand you to then give you dry advices, i really want to help you, i know so well how do you feel, I'm sorry if I sounded like i didn't care, Heh.. This is my first work day and you my first patient, hehe–

Betrayus was embarrassed but relieved at the same time –R-Really?, Oh dang I'm really sorry, i didn't know..–

–No no no, it's okay, it was my fault– Muriel was still with a dummy smile, something that Betrayus saw with tenderness

–Heh at least that confirms me that you're really interested in help me–

She chuckled –Yeah i guess, hehehe

And we'll continuing this, tell me what are the things wich makes you shine?–

–Things wich makes me shine?– he asked confused

–You know, your skills, in what things you are good for– she answered chuckling

–Ooh!, I get it, heh.. well I'm good in lenguage, History, Gambling, Pac pong...well.. uhm.. I don't like it anymore... Also literature and writing, I'm kinda freaky with that..–

Suddenly Betrayus noticed a familiar book from the mini library behind Muriel's.

–Is that?.. No way! Is that the Divine Comedy book!?– He said on a impressed and kinda freaky tone.

–Y-yeah wow I thought I was the only weirdo by reading that book– she was impressed as well.

–Same old, Girl!

Both started sharing their tastes having the surprise that their tastes were the same as each other while they were yelling as bakudeku fangirls.

The hours have passed and Rotunda went to take Betrayus to home.

–Im back, Im sorry if he caused you problems– Rotunda said trying to be nice.

–Ohh Miss he wasn't giving me problems, he behaved really good– She answered keeping herself as professional

Rotunda just paid the date to Muriel and left with Betrayus.

Muriel just sighs of satisfaction at watching his first patient smiling before Left.

"He has a really precious smile".

Muriel have attended another 3 patients more until the day ended, she just left the building of her office to then left to a Cabaret club where she worked to pay her career and getting psychiatrist title, work wich still he is having for actually any Monday night. Sometimes to strip or filming adult movies, Always wearing a wolf mask to hide her identity as well keeping her work as psychiatrist. It's almost hard to say if she hated her job in that Cabaret.

She ended and Left safety to her department to just feed her wolfdog Yūu, take a bath and fall sleep cuddling with Yūu waiting for the next day.

In the timelapse of the days Muriel and Betrayus continued their meetings, sometimes with Muriel taking Yūu to the meetings to give a fluffy support to Betrayus, Muriel became into a big emotional support to Betrayus as well her best friend. Something big was growing up between them.

The 2 months have passed so Muriel will give Rotunda the Diagnosis of Betrayus.

Betrayus: hehe then i told her.. Don't move, and she moved and fell from the stairs.

Muriel: Unholy Satan hahahaha... Heheh.. Hey, did anyone told you that you have a beautiful smile?

Betrayus: R-really?.. thank you..*Blushes* no one told me that before...

Muriel: they lost it. *Smiles too*

Betrayus: you know.. you have a beautiful smile too Muriel.

She blushes as well.

Muriel: i want to see you smile Betrayus..

Betrayus: me too

The door was knocked, It was Rotunda and Stratos to take Betrayus to home as well to know the final diagnosis of Betrayus.

Muriel:*opens the door* come in.

Rotunda: thanks to take me Stratos sweetie.

Stratos: always for you Mom.

Rotunda: Tray Tray, wait outside, we have something important to tell with the doctor.

Betrayus: I'm not a child mom...

Betrayus goes outside and sits in the waiting room, near to the door to hear the conversation, suddenly Yūu appears in front him and gives him warm company.

Meanwhile Rotunda and Stratos were waiting for Betrayus's Diagnosis.

Rotunda: Tell me Doctor, what's the problem with my son, did he behaved bad?

Muriel: Oh no, he is a really nice guy but there's the problem.. he has light Depression attacks but it's not too serious in his case, he doesn't need medicine or something... But the only thing he needs is real attention and affection, something wich you clearly don't give him.

Rotunda: Aghh that's fake!

Stratos: but that's not right, it's just a bratty of him.

Muriel: and... Have you asked it what's the origin of his "Bratty"?.

Stratos: well uhh...

Rotunda: uhmm... Because yes?..

Muriel: *she is mad but keeping herself professional* that doesn't have a sense, no one can have a problem or issue because yes, there always a why, the reason of your son's "Bratty" it's because of the rejection and contempt you give him because of something is not his fault, like the death of your husband, being born after the death of your husband doesn't make him a curse, he is a gift your husband left you before his death, but you prefer to see him in that way, as your husband would liked you to do that to his son.

Rotunda was completely mad so she answered that by slapping Muriel, Stratos was shocked as well Betrayus wich was hugging Yūu stoping her to attack Rotunda.

Stratos: M-Mom..

Rotunda: don't talk about my husband!! you can't tell me how to rise my children, you're not a mother to know that!!.

Muriel:... Maybe I'm not a mother, if i were one i will not treat my children as a bullshit, i would treat them with love.. as my mother used to do

Rotunda: Arrgghh... This is a Nonesense... Stratos take me home..

Stratos: y-yes Mom..

Rotunda have left the office just to meet up with a angry Yūu, Muriel noticed that and ran off the office to calm down Yūu.

Muriel: Yūu-Min No! Calm down Girl, calm down...

Yūu calms down and looks at Betrayus worried.

Stratos;*sneezes* Wolf!!...

Rotunda: Ahh! Beast!!

Muriel;*lies* its actually, an Malamute Alaskan.

Betrayus: i heard everything... Mom.. it's not my fault my dad died, and you know what? I'm tired of you and your bullshit about me!!

Stratos: Betrayus don't speak in that tone to our mother!!!.

Betrayus: *mocks* don't speak in that tone to our mother.. you are just defending her because "you are his favorite child"...

Rotunda: that's it! Betrayus you better take your stuff and leave the house!

Betrayus: in that it's the only thing I can agree with you, mother.

Rotunda: hah, i doubt you can live without me.

Muriel: well, he can live in my department, i have a extra room there.

Betrayus: R-really Muriel? Can I?.

Muriel: Sure.

Rotunda: Fine! Go with your Slut, if she can bear with you.

Muriel: at least bear with me "a slut" it's better to bear with a witch like you.

Stratos: that's enough! Mom... Let's go..

Stratos have left with Rotunda.

Muriel: uff finally...

Betrayus:*hugs her tightly* .. thank you.. Thank you so much Muriel.

Muriel: *hugs back* your welcome...

After that Betrayus started living with Muriel in her apartment as her Roommate, Betrayus find a work as pizza Delivery guy.

Where their story started and their relationship evolved into real love.

To be continued...

Extra:

Muriel and Betrayus have left a bakery with a box of chocolate donuts.

Bully1: hey Babe, what if you leave this white loser and come with a real man~?.

Betrayus; Aghh.. not him..

Muriel: Tray Tray.. hold my donuts *give him the box of donuts*

Betrayus: Muriel?...

Muriel starts beating up the guy to make him Run.

Betrayus:... She is a real lady~♥

#pacman and the ghostly adventures #pmatga

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