Underground Witch (GB + SB ff.): Drafts & Cut-Scenes

01 ➻ ❝someone grabs my shoes❞

draft #1
scene: when gabriel trip pt. 02
un-publish chapter: rocks and peebles

he could see the disbelief that crossed on their faces, it made him more eager to make them believe.

“i'm telling the truth! someone grab my shoes” he insisted.

unbeknownst to everyone, gabriel was telling the truth.

long, healthy, and thick lines of grass were slowly and quietly unwrapping themselves from his shoes. gabriel was too freak out to notice, even more so to his bundle of thirteen brothers who were paying him more attention than his shoes.

“gabriel, you need to calm down” sean tried to pacify him, asking him to listen to his voice and take calm breaths.

while the rest of the brothers...

“maybe, you're just hallucinating” brandon had his eyebrows furrowed. his eyes clearly showing that he wasn't buying the excuse of someone grabbing him. “perhaps, you trip on a rock?”

“that's weird...” marc muttered, “i don't see any rocks”

his mismatched eyes of blue and green, an indication of heterochromia, search through the entire area his eyes could possibly reach, but he only managed to catch sight of the thick green lawn that covers the entire land, leaving no place unscathed.

“not even a tiny pebble...”

“what's going on here?”

axel and mr. blackbourne had just finish a phone call from one of the academy's council, and re-group with the rest of their brothers - only to find out that one of them already trip himself over.

mr. blackbourne could already feel the throbbing pain at the back of his head. he only take his eyes off of them for a couple of minutes, and they already caused enough misfits.

axel wasn't even better off, his brothers were already considered adults, but why does he feel like he was raising children who still need diapers and breastfeeding?

“oi, stop looking at me like a fucking kid!” gabriel felt irritated with the way axel was looking at him.

“i was about to ask if you are alright but considering how you could cuss like a storm, then i think you're alright” axel replied before he turns his attention towards the rest, who was trying to look like they were busy gazing at the view than listening to their conversation.

he decided not to exposed them and instead suggested, “how about we go inside, shall we?”

their things and furnitures had arrived a day earlier than them. the sooner they sorted everything, the better.

all of them murmured their approval and headed towards the entrance of the castle while taking their time. after all, they had enough time to enjoy the refreshing breeze that gently kissed their exposed skin.

from the corner of his eyes, he spotted luke who was charging towards the palace with his usual pace.

gabriel couldn't help but grumbled under his breath, “fucking luke, running like a fucking kid”

he soon then catch up with his teammates. all of fourteen of them stood infront of the huge doors of the large fortress.

corey couldn't help but gulp when he spotted many grotesque statues from every corner of the building - who were much bigger and came off intimidating than the rest of his brothers - and mind you, silas and raven were already scary enough to scare men in their age.

“from all the way here, there's no rocks. not even a stone” marc whispered

sean who was beside marc turn towards him with a questioning gaze, his voice as curious and jolly as ever, “did you say something, marc?”

taken aback, it took a while for him to say anything before he was making muffled noises. the young flirty doctor couldn't help but let out a laugh, “calm down, i'm not gonna bite - well, you have to watch out for north for that one”

“r-right. i keep that in mind, doctor sean”

oh boy.

sean shook his head even though he was amuse, he wanted marc to atleast get comfortable with him, “i told you just call me sean”

“i try, doctor sean” he could see the sparkle of playfulness in marc's blue and green eyes.

though the blackbourne and toma team had been in cooperation with one another for years and had shared good chemistry and teamwork, it wasn't long before they started to merge their teams. they were close but they needed time to adjust with each other's presence and company.

take marc, for example, the man was supposed to be very mischievous and pulled pranks once in a while - sean had even thought that luke, gabriel, and marc would get along with their mischiefs in the making.

...but he tried to be considerate. he can't force the toma team to entirely be comfortable in the span of a few days when they just went through a major storm of heartaches and betrayals.

it might take a while, but sean hopes that they would be able to heal as time went by - he just hopes that it may not take a while or years for it to happen.

“well, how do you we get in?”

they stood in the entrance with no clue how to get inside when they spotted the tight-seal double doors of the castle.

brandon who had an impatient look on his face tried pushing the doors to open earlier, only to waste his strength when the door didn't even budge not even a little. the rest of the more athletic and muscles in the group tried to lend him a hand but nothing seems to happen.

while they were busy pushing doors, mr. blackbourne - with the assistance of kota and axel - looked for the palace keys.

“that is one strong door...” luke couldn't help but whistle when he saw his teammates trying with all their might. “how about we came back later after we find that key, yeah?”

“wait - mr. blackbourne is our things inside?” luke turn towards the grey-steel eyes man who was both prim and proper.

the man was wearing a black suit with no sign of creases, his shoes was perfectly polish and shiny while he maybe handsome, his face was expressionless with no trace of emotion, leaving only his perfect mask. he was neat and perfect from head to toe - mr. blackbourne.

[ . . . and cut! ]

a/n: this scene was supposed to be the continuation of “run for it, grab it”, but thought against it.