The Watchers' Call

Chapter 13

Fine, you can have some fluff for a change.

----| Grian's POV |----

Grian awoke to voices that he couldn't quite work out.

"... hurt himself..."

"...in the forest... phantoms..."

"...look after...can't trust... care of himself..."

They didn't trust him now? Of course they didn't, they weren't really his friends were they, he would never escape, he had been thrown out by the Watchers and stuck with these people who didn't trust him, looked like his friends-

"'Ey, luv, you're awake, oh- Come 'ere, luv, I'm 'ere," Stress's voice was calming and Grian somehow instinctively trusted her. Maybe it was because the Watchers had all seemed like harsh men to him, but he felt much safer around her than any of the male hermits.

He threw off the blankets that covered him and jumped into her arms (not literally), letting her gently stroke his once-again broken wings.

"It's alright, you're safe, you're safe, luv," she reassured him.

Grian looked up when he heard a door open, making a mental note to steal it once he was let out. In came Iskall, who walked over and sat down on the floor next the the chair Stress was sitting in, without saying a word.

Grian let go of Stress and moved to sit next to Iskall. Iskall was still and quiet. The only noise in the room was the sound of their breathing.

"C-can I tell you what happened?" Grian asked after a few minutes.

"Of course, G," Iskall said. "Only if you want to, you don't have to," he added.

"I-I want to," Grian said. "I hadn't slept for a week, I was weak, I was awake-" he began, smirking as he did so.

Stress and Iskall both smiled. "You little gremlin," Iskall chuckled.

"Whaaaat?" Grian grinned.

"You know what," Iskall teased. "Did you really not sleep for a week?"

"Makes sense, Iskall, Scar said 'e 'ad thirty phantoms on 'im," Stress answered.

"Thirty phantoms? Grian, you have to take care of-" Iskall stopped mid-sentence. "Grian, we care about you. We want you to be safe."

"You'd never seen a winged gremlin more in need of a break," Grian said.

"Grian," Iskall glared at him in fake harshness. In reality, he hadn't raised his voice once and was still staying quiet and calm, somehow.

"Okay, okay," Grian decided and then burst out giggling.

"You are a little winged gremlin, you know that," teased Iskall. "But you're our winged gremlin," he finished as Grian scooted closer to him and laid his head on Iskall's shoulder. Iskall put his arm around Grian, and Grian closed his eyes, happy and safe.

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Short chapter, I know. I'll probably post another short chapter later today about people other than Grian. Did you enjoy your fluff? You'd better, while it lasts...

JK! JK... or am I?

I could do this all day (how many fandoms can i reference in one day XD) but I'll stop now.