Flora's eyes widened, as Hawk's body was pressed on hers. His face was resting over her neck and even though it was a turtle necked sweater she could feel tings. Her arms were over his back protectively so that he doesn't fall, while the frying pan she used a while ago clutters again and again on the floor.
" Flora!" It was Demetri who reached them first as Miguel and Sam approached the kitchen too, just behind Demetri, " What the actual fuck happened? "
" I've caught the enemy. " Flora proudly and over dramatically shouted, but she wasn't so sure about him being an enemy, or at least to her, she picked on her first instinct and hit him, but it felt like he was actually checking upon her, " Let's tie up this son of a bitch and burn him down, send his skull to those bastards. "
" Yeah...he's not an enemy.... anymore..." Miguel said, kind of unsurely.
" I don't think burning someone down is actually legal." Demetri informed.
" So that's just a Riverdale thing. Cool." Flora nodded thoughtfully, as Hawk was slipping out of her arms and she had a hard time holding him, cause boy he was heavy.
Miguel slapped the boy's arm, " Dude!"
" I was telling her so that she doesn't plan on burning down someone else later." Demetri exclaimed.
" Umm...do you guys mind getting this bundle of stink off of me?" Flora said, gesturing at Hawk with her eyes, " Enemy or not-an-enemy-anymore....he's super heavy. "
" Yeah...uh..." Demetri volunteered and Miguel helped him, as they lifted up Hawk and made their way towards the livingroom. And then Sam gave Flora a hand to pull her up.
" How would you even do that?" Sam asked looking back at Hawk, totally passed out.
Flora pointed at the frying pan by their feet.
" Okay...and when did you came down? I told you not to." Sam whisper shouted.
" Yeah well...you can't expect me to stay up there like a little girl and come down when everyone in the humankind is Dead. Like a capital D-E-A-D and its a post-apocalyspe situation. " Flora yelled at her, making Sam flinch, as the boys looked at the two girls worriedly from the livingroom," We're cool guys. Just having a lovely sisterly chat." She sweetly said before snapping her head Sam's way, " I was crazy scared and worried...." She softly said, " For you."
" Flo I'm fine." Sam told her, keeping her voice as sensitive as possible, " I've fought before....but this...you..."
" I'm sorry...correct me if I'm wrong...but which one of us has been beating death since she has been born?" She sarcastically asked in a low voice, " I'm not weak. So stop giving me that face you give to toddlers."
" I know you're not." Sam gave an assuring nod, as she looked around the house, all messed up and bloody, " Wait! Did you get any blood on you?"
Flora looked down at her body and did a spin, " Negative. "
" Alright then, let's make sure you didn't kill him and then I will tell you everything like I promised. " She said.
Flora's eyes widened in realization as she shouted towards the livingroom, " Octopas guy, is Red dead?"
Miguel checked Hawk's pulse and yelled back, " No."
" Not yet." Demetri added, " What'd you do anyway? "
" Frying pan." Flora informed as she made her way towards the livingroom and Sam followed her. Hawk was lying on the couch, while Miguel was sitting at the other end, holding his ribs, his face was all bloody and bruised as well.
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