"You get used to it. He's being doing it to me since he first arrived. He'll fuck anything. Was he always like that? Oh... you're whistling. Can he stop whistling now, it's annoying?" Jonathan asked as he helped Edward haul Jeremiah into the truck. The man was certainly no Jerome, he was not a 'twunk' as Edward had claimed. No, he was lacking the muscle.
"You are free to talk. Not to go on a walk. Stay close to brother dear or you'll be full of fear." Jervis recited, peering back into the car with a small smile. "We can't lose our new friend."
"Yeah, he'd hate that." Jonathan found it all very humorous. He got Jeremiah onto the bench and watched the other look for seatbelts. Cute. He was not going to enjoy his night at all. "I would brace yourself. And watch your feet. My scythe is loose here."
"You have to get used to him, Mr Valeska. Our dear Mr Crane here takes his Scarecrow act very serious. He's a true professional." Edward explained it calmly, sounded reasonable enough. He held on to the seats himself, while the car started, the horn sounded and, yes. That was the sound of several bodies hitting the ground just behind them. Lovely.
"All aboard the shag mobile," Jerome announced loudly, while he sounded the horn again and took a shortcut over most of the pavement. To the Narrows was quite a bit to go, but it was late enough that there wasn't much traffic at least.
"Oh God!" He was going to die in Jerome's fuck van. Seemed about right for his life so far. Jeremiah was having a crisis, shaking from head to toe in horror. Jonathan honestly found it quite fun.
"Oh, this is a bad night for you. It will only get worse." Jonathan laughed as Jeremiah copied Edward and desperately gripped the bench. "Look on the bright side."
"What is the bright side?" Jeremiah asked as they went over some large bump in the road. That screamed. He shuddered.
"I don't know." Jon didn't think he had to come up with the bright side. "Edward?"
Optimism wasn't exactly Edward's strong suit, so he tried to think about it while he held on to the seat, which did take a lot of focus. The screeching of wheels outside was a little distracting. "You don't have loved ones. Less to lose that way."
Was that a bright side? He certainly used to think so. Love was a weakness, after all. His eyes went to Jonathan, checking to see whether he was bracing himself properly. "Hold on to something, Jonathan, you'll hit your head."
There was some strength to be found in companionship.
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"You are free to talk. Not to go on a walk. Stay close to brother dear or you'll be full of fear." Jervis recited, peering back into the car with a small smile. "We can't lose our new friend."
"Yeah, he'd hate that." Jonathan found it all very humorous. He got Jeremiah onto the bench and watched the other look for seatbelts. Cute. He was not going to enjoy his night at all. "I would brace yourself. And watch your feet. My scythe is loose here."
"Scythe?!"
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"All aboard the shag mobile," Jerome announced loudly, while he sounded the horn again and took a shortcut over most of the pavement. To the Narrows was quite a bit to go, but it was late enough that there wasn't much traffic at least.
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"Oh, this is a bad night for you. It will only get worse." Jonathan laughed as Jeremiah copied Edward and desperately gripped the bench. "Look on the bright side."
"What is the bright side?" Jeremiah asked as they went over some large bump in the road. That screamed. He shuddered.
"I don't know." Jon didn't think he had to come up with the bright side. "Edward?"
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Was that a bright side? He certainly used to think so. Love was a weakness, after all. His eyes went to Jonathan, checking to see whether he was bracing himself properly. "Hold on to something, Jonathan, you'll hit your head."
There was some strength to be found in companionship.