tiring - pico x gf x keith (Discontinued)

Chapter 23

big fuckin timeskip this time, lil compys

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Pico's POV

I was laying down in bed. Cherry was next to me. I forgot she came in here to help me sleep..i gently held onto her, giving her a kiss on the forehead. She mumbled something in response. I giggled. I grabbed my phone from my nightstand, and checked the time. One in the morning. I got up, stretching. i went to the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror. Bags under my eyes. Bruises all over my arms from being clumsy. Atleast that stage of my recovery is done with. I turned off the light, and went downstairs, going into the kitchen.

All of a sudden, i had the urge to throw up.

Thank god i didn't sleep with a shirt like Keith.

I grabbed the trash can, and bent over, throwing up. I screamed, cried in pain- it hurt.

I heard footsteps. They ran over, trying to comfort me as i threw up. After i finished, they leaned me against them, handing me a cloth. i wiped my face, and threw the cloth in the sink.

"Are you okay?" Cherry asked.

I shook my head. I started shaking, i felt horrible. My body felt like it was in lava. My bones ached, my jaw feeling as if it's going to fall apart. I shook worse with every movement.

I assumed she could already tell this wasn't a regular sickness.

"Do you want me to call your sister?" She asked. I nodded.

"Get her to bring Steve too.." i spoke weakly. She gently picked me up, and took me to the couch, laying me down. She called the two.

Timeskip

There was a knock on the door. Cherry got up, and opened it. The two rushed over. "You know what's going on with him?" Cherry asked.

"Well, Fura just went through it an hour ago. It's a family sickness, at a certain point in their life, they'll get sick. If they're sick for too long, they'll turn into some creature. And the only one he would recognize is his sister. They'd..be hostile until..well, the day they die." Steve explained.

"Is there a way to..save them?" She asked.

"No. There isn't a way. You have to get it in before they get too sick." Steve spoke. Cherry nodded, getting up, to go throw out the trash. Fura gently held my head up, and i watched as Steve poured something into a small plastic cup.

"Here, drink it. It'll ease the pain before i stab the dart into your arm." He spoke. I nodded, and drank it. It tasted horrible. He gently set the cup aside, and Fura put my head back down. She gently took my hand. "It's gonna be alright." She spoke. I nodded. She gently ran her fingers through my hair, straightening it out. I untensed a little, smiling, even. Steve gently took my hand from Fura. "It's gonna be okay, buddy. It'll all be over soon." He spoke. I nodded.

After a while, Steve pulled out a dart. He gently shook it, and held me down on the couch. "Alright, this is gonna hurt, okay? Try not to move around too much." He explained. I nodded. He handed Fura the dart. She gently took my arm.

I heard as Keith ran downstairs.

She took a deep breath, and stabbed the dart into my arm.

Keith's POV

I watched as Pico screamed in pain, thrashing around. Steve could barely hold him down. I ran over and held onto his head, gently leaning it into my chest. He stopped thrashing around. His breathing was a bit heavy, but he let the dart rest into his arm. She eventually pulled the dart out, and wrapped up his arm. Steve hugged onto Pico, before letting go, and standing up. "You feeling okay?" Fura asked. He nodded.

"Thank you." I thanked them. "We don't let family get hurt." Steve spoke. Fura nodded. "Here. Keith, i know you don't drink, but, maybe i could..get us a beer sometime? Talk things over, get to know each other a little better?" She offered.

"I'd love to." I replied. "Great. Call me whenever." She spoke. I nodded. She got up, Steve doing the same. We said our goodbyes, and eventually they left. I went upstairs, and grabbed a blanket, running back downstairs. I gently got on top of Pico, putting the blanket on both of us. He wrapped his arms around me, gently bringing me a bit closer. It felt nice. And eventually, i fell asleep.

Pico's POV

I gently tapped the focus, some icons appearing infront of me. I moved them to the side, finding an Audio file. I pressed on it, and all of a sudden, i heard Tankman's voice.

Was this his focus? But why would it be in here?

"Woah, Woah, there buddy!" It spoke. There was then giggling.

"Quiet down..your sisters passed out.."

"nnno!" A smaller voice exclaimed. Was that..me?

"Please? Your father's asleep, too."

"Fiiiine."

There was then shuffling noises.

"There. Now the little fucks about dead asleep..alright. my first log on this weird thing i found. The kids have been doing great. Behaving well. Their mom's been..missing for a while. I wonder what happened with her, but if she decided to run away to leave me with these kids, then.. fuck her i guess-" he was cut off.

"Holy shit, she's dead..there were small marks leading from the area. Hm. Atleast she's gone. The only good shit that came out of her was the kids. Hey. Atleast i have Steve now. He's way better than their mother. Atleast he's kind. Atleast he's caring. I seem strong, but really, I'm just soft. I just want someone to care about, and to care about me. And I'm glad i have that. But onto the point. The kids are getting better. Something's going on with this lil' guy though. Gets his sister up earlier than me to do something outside. Kinda weird. Maybe they're just playing before it's an absolute hell of training or whatever. I don't know. I'm tired. It's already ten..well, the kids have been absolutely great. They've actually been nicer than before, which is a bit weird. Maybe they're just growing up. Well..i gotta go. It's time to put this lil shit to bed." And from there, it ended.

I looked around the files again.

Nothing much but paperwork. Until i found another file that peeked my interest.

I pressed on it.

"ohhh, look at you!" I heard Steve's voice. There was giggling.

"You're so big now..augh, how old are you again, lil' lady?"

"Ten!"

"You're so tall for your age! Even your brothers a bit tall for his age! Twelve and already so tall!!" Steve spoke. I chuckled.

There were footsteps.

"Awe, there you are, Pico! how was the test?" He asked.

"I passed! Look!"

There was a bit of shuffling.

"Woah, damn, that's pretty good..I'm proud of ya, kid."

There was more giggling, as there was shuffling.

"woaaah- someone's a bit jittery! how about we go for a ride on the jeep, hm?" He offered.

The two cheered.

"Alright! Let's go!"

It ended. That was interesting. Maybe this was Steve's? No idea.

I gently tapped my focus again, it all disappearing. I wonder what dad looked like without that helmet. I haven't seen it off in ages.

Maybe I'll ask him about it tomorrow.

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passed out this morning, feeling great