Nevermoor oneshots (book 2)

Ultimate sleepover

New mix of AU's - Jupiter, Ezra, Henry, Morrigan, Jack & Hawthorne (for some reason), live in the same house.

One peaceful day, Morrigan and Jupiter went shopping, leaving Ezra, Henry and Hawthorne back at home. Jack, as one of the more intelligent people, understood that being anywhere near those three, would cause him to spontaneously combust, and that was not what he wanted. In the end, he ended up tagging along the two.

In the next 4 hours, Hawthorne ended up stuck in a room, climbing across a wall, 14 meters into the air, falling into the attic, possibly straining his ankle, but in the end, he was okay. Laying onto some pillows for a few hours was not so bad.

Ezra would've never noticed that a kid has gone missing. Why would he? Wasn't the kid like 14 or something? He can take care of himself. His conscience did not let him rest. Jupiter had told him to not let Hawthorne out of his vision. From what Squall got, this boy could easily blow something up, if even given the slightest chance to do so.

When he tried to open Hawthorne's bedroom door, it was stuck. The locks didn't work like that! Somebody had fiddled with the keyhole. Hawthorne wasn't inside the room.
Now there had to be a search party to find him, before something happens.

After getting Henry to help him, which was actually considerably easy, it took an hour to fully search each smallest hiding spot. The basement was locked, no use on looking in that dark void. Only place left, was the attic. How would that boy get in there? No clue.

Luckily for them, they found him resting peacefully. Ezra nudged the kid gently, trying not to startle him.
"Oh shit! Give me a jumpscare warning next time!"
Hawthorne jumped up.

Squall looked at him, giving him the look of "are you serious?".

"By the way, you should fix your roof. It's probably as old as you, isn't it?"
Hawthorne teased.

"Did you climb off your bed and fall, hitting your head?"

"No, but I fell through the roof and now my ankle hurts."
Hawthorne answered.

"Are you serious?"

"No, I'm Hawthorne."

"Respectfully, stop."
Ezra said, getting annoyed.

Henry watched, trying not to laugh. It was obvious that Ezra was more offended than annoyed. Hawthorne was truly some medicine to fix bitterness.
"Wait, did you say that you hurt your leg?"

The Wundersmith turned to Henry, got up, pulled Henry down a bit, gave him a small kiss on the forehead and left. No more time to hang around a child that roasted him every sentence he said.
In whole honesty, he was good at that.

"You both get along very well now?"
Hawthorne asked. Looking like there's another joke he's about to blabber out.

Henry answered, looking glad that this was noticed:
"Me and Ezra have been getting along so well! He even gave me half of his pizza yesterday!

"That pizza was horrible! I mistakened him for a garbage cann."
Came an answer from the staircase.

"Rude!"
Henry yelled back.

"Take care of that child. I'm not dealing with his bullshit anymore!"
Ezra called out.

"Do not swearword at me! You 68393792 year old enderman!"
Hawthorne replied.

"That's it, you're not getting any food today."

"Jupiter will give me food. Now, you can go kiss some other men or whatever!"
Dragon boi said.