Dreamnotfound Smut(emotional)

Wake up call

Clay's POV
It was the middle of the night and my doorbell was deafening. I groggily got out of bed, tucking George in. The doorbell rang again.
They had better be dying! It is two in the morning!

I opened the door and Skeppy met my gaze.
"Hey." He said before he collapsed. I caught him and noticed the arrow sticking out of his back. I don't know how he found me, but after what I did I could at least heal him.

I dragged him to the couch and turned the light on. I heard George walk out and we looked at each other, George looked at Skeppy.
"I'll grab the first aid kit." George said and wandered off to the bathroom. I applied pressure to the wound, but kept the arrow in.

George came back and doused a clean cloth with hydrogen peroxide.
I counted down then pulled the arrow out slowly. George cleaned the wound and I help take Skeppy's shirt off so it was out of the way.

"Where's Bad?" George asked.
"I don't know? I barely know why Skeppy's here." I whispered.
"He's hurt." George said.
"No shit." I whispered. We finished cleaning the wound and began bandaging Skeppy.

"He should be fine. We'll know in a couple hours." I said and held Skeppy's hand.
"He's gonna be fine Clay." George said. I sighed.
"This is all my fault." I said and started crying.
"No. It's not. You're lying." George said.
"If I never gave him up-"
"Then I'd be dead, you'd be captured, and Skeppy's neck would still be on the line." George interrupted. I sighed and stood up.

We went back to bed, but I couldn't sleep. George played with my hair.
"You should sleep." I said.
"Not until you do." George said groggily. I laughed.
"You can't do that." I said and George sat up more.
"Go to sleep." George demanded.
"I can't, Skeppy." I said.
"He's in better hands if you're rested." George said. I looked away and cuddled down.

"I feel awful." I said.
"Get some sleep. Then at least you won't be tired." George said. I sighed and closed my eyes.
"I love you ya jerk." I said.
"I love you too Clay." George said and snuggled himself into my arms. I drifted off.

I woke up and heard movement in the kitchen. I walked over and saw Skeppy taking out several kitchen appliances. He turned and spotted me.
"Good, you're up. Do you still have gunpowder?" Skeppy asked.
"How about you tell me why you need it first. You shouldn't be standing." I said.
"I don't have time! Yes or no?!" Skeppy said and looked at my concerned expression.

He looked down at the counter and held onto it for stability.
"They got Bad." Skeppy said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I said they got Bad! He's being held captive. They tried to get me too." Skeppy said and started crying. I hugged him and dragged him back to the couch.

"You stay here. We can figure this out." I said. Skeppy shook his head.
"I don't want Bad to be near Techno." Skeppy said.
"I'm sorry." I said. Skeppy looked at me with anger.

"So, what made you give us up?" Skeppy asked. I looked down.
"I was chained up, George was unconscious. Techno said I have one chance left. It was you later, or George now." I said. Skeppy hugged me.
"I would have done the same thing. I forgive you." Skeppy said. I cried into his shoulder. He cried into mine.

George walked out and we both rubbed our eyes.
"Morning." I said, my voice cracking.
"What are you two talking about?" George asked.
"Bad. He's with Techno." I answered. George looked at Skeppy.
Skeppy nodded.

"We have to get him." George said.
"Not good enough." Skeppy said.
He tried to stand up and I pushed him back down.
"Just tell us." I said. Skeppy glared at me.
"I'm gonna short circuit Techno." Skeppy said. Our eyes went wide.
"How?" I asked.

"Techno grows clones of himself, hence why he never dies. If I short circuit the current Techno so that another clone isn't released, I could blow up the rest of him." Skeppy said. Me and George looked at each other. Then back at Skeppy.
"Why didn't you think of this sooner?" I asked.
"It came to me while I was knocked out." Skeppy said and gestured to our couch.

"What do you need?" I asked.
"I got everything except gunpowder." Skeppy said.
"I have that." I said and ran to get it. I came back and handed it to him.
"Awesome. Help me build this thing." Skeppy said.

He showed us some kind of transmission beacon he plans to use, then a basic bomb.
"I'm glad I'm on your side." George joked. Skeppy smiled.
"My sides missing a member." Skeppy said and frowned. I rubbed his back.

"Okay, battleplan. George and Clay, you get Bad. I'm going for the kill." Skeppy said.
"Will you be okay going alone?" I asked Skeppy.
"I'm gonna have to be." Skeppy said.

I grabbed George's hands and we looked at each other with slight worry.
"This isn't gonna end well is it?" George asked.
"We shall see." I said back.