The War Inside

Fixture

As much as it's hard to admit... That was... fun. Seeing the hero so useless against him, the noises he made, and now that he's marked... Oh everyone will see just how weak he really is! He can't win against me, not when I have the upper hand. And if I want my way, you bet I'm going to get it. He's under my thumb now. There's so much we can do together now. 

Blood. So much blood. Why is there so much blood!? 

Flippy sat up, looking over his arms. The scars were still fresh, but not open. What did you do, Fliqpy!? The green haired one looked over his body, trying to find the source. It was the soft snore that snapped him back. Flippy shakily looked over to his side. S...Splendid!? Oh fuck, what did Fliqpy do!? 

He scrambled out of the bed, his knees weak. He tasted a hint of iron in his mouth, making him gag. Splendid first, then deal with everything else. He grabbed Splendid's shoulders, seeing the dried blood. "Splendid!? Wake up!" he yelled, shaking the hero. The blue hair sat up, dazed and confused. "I'm awake!" he gasped, seeing a blur of green. The hero grabbed the one in front of him, pinning him to the bed. "You-!" he paused, seeing green eyes shining with tears.

He slowly let go. "Flippy...?" 

Flippy threw his arms around Splendid. "Oh, god, Splendid! I'm so sorry! What did he do to you!? There's so much blood!" he blubbered. Splendid smiled softly, feeling his shoulder sting. "Don't worry so much! I'm alright, he and I just got into another altercation," he said. "He did bite me though."

The green hair looked at the shark-like bite. "Ah.. I'm so sorry! H-Here.. Stay there!" he stuttered, tripping over the bed sheets. He ran off into the next room, leaving Splendid to look for anything to put on. His torn clothes were beyond repair. He noted if that was to happen again, to have spares. Flippy came back, holding his med kit. "H-Here, this should prevent any infection," he said, bandaging up the hero. Splendid smiled, holding his shoulder. "Flippy, I hate to ask you this, but, do you have any clothes I can borrow?" 

The hero blushed deeply, nodding. He dug through the dresser, pulling out blue sweats and a white shirt. "This should be okay... They might be a little snug though..." he said, handing them over. Splendid took them without hesitation as Flippy shoved the blue one into the bathroom. "T-Take your time, I'm going to start picking up my mess," Flippy said. Before Splendid could say anything, Flippy shut the door and left. Even after everything he's gone through, he's still the same ol' Flippy.

Splendid spent a little more time in the shower than he wanted, but the hot water felt good on his sore body. He wondered if Flippy often spent a lot of time in the shower, seeing what Fliqpy does to their body. He found the veteran sweeping some of the rubble into a pile. "Flippy, you should go eat something..." Splendid said, taking the broom away. The green hair shook his head. "N-No, that's okay. I will once I pick up everything! T-This is more important!" he argued. Splendid gently hit Flippy's head with the broom. "Do not argue with me, Flippy. You need to eat, you will have more energy," he said, dragging the weak one to the kitchen. "I'll even cook for you."

People began to wonder where their hero was. They haven't seen him in a couple of days. No one was home and he wasn't answering his calls. Had he run off? Or maybe just on vacation for a little bit? Surely he didn't just up and leave. They needed him. He was their hero after all. It was quite a shock to everyone when he was found in the cafe once again, as if nothing happened. He was still smiling, laughing as usual. He was careful with one of his shoulders. Had he gotten hurt? But who would be capable of such a thing? It couldn't have been that insane one, he was gone as far as everyone was aware of. 

Rumors spread, yet no one knew the truth. Splendid won't say a word. He continues to help everyone, loves to chat, and still gets coffee every day. He does always disappears with his coffee though, and no one knows where he goes. 

Splendid entered the quiet home of the veteran. He held the cups carefully, listening for Flippy's music. He noticed Flippy likes classical. He set the cup in front of the green hair, who looked up from his book. "Oh... Thank you," he mumbled. He set the book down, wrapping both hands around the cup. Splendid sat next to him. "Feeling a little better today?" the hero asked. Flippy nodded. "I can lift the cup, so that's a good thing," he said with a soft smile. Splendid smiled back. "You've been working hard on getting better, I'm glad," he said. Flippy shrugged softly, taking a sip from his cup. 

The hero sighed. "Flippy, you know you can't hide forever," he said softly. The veteran looked at his cup. "I know... but I can still try."

"Well, you're going to have to leave eventually."

"I've already made plans to move, if that's what you're implying."

"Absolutely not! I meant the house!"

"...Oh. I guess. I don't think I should ever show my face around town again, though."

"I want you to try."

"I won't."

"I'll be there for you."

"I can't."

"It'll be okay. I promise."

"...I'm going to hold you to that."