MCYT one-shots cuz I can't find any poly ships that include Scott Smajor

My Lost Hero

Writing Scott's dialogue is so difficult cuz I have to write in his accent 😭 Google translate was so helpful because of the speak feature. That's why some of the words are spelled weird. I'm attempting to write in the accent in a noticeable way, but I probably failed 

Setting: Empires S2

Ship: SausagexJoelxScott

Content: Angst and some fluff

"PAPA!! HELP!!"

Scott was running through Sanctuary, desperately trying to reach his son. 

"Hermes! Where are you?" Just as he asked the question, he spotted the kid hanging from the top of a building. 

Scott hurried over and stood right under where Hermes was.

"Let go! Papa will catch you!" Scott yelled, holding his arms out. Normally, he could just fly up, but he'd sent his wings in for cleaning and there wasn't time to search for an extra pair. 

"Are you sure!" Hermes asked, struggling to hold onto the edge of the roof. His blonde hair kept falling in his eyes and blocking his vision, which wasn't helping. 

"Ay! Just let go!" Scott told him, getting even more worried than he already was. He didn't want Hermes to fall and hurt himself, or worse, die. 

Hermes seemed to be making a tough decision as he hung there, trying to keep his hold. As each second passed, his fingers slipped more and more, slick with sweat. 

At last, he let go, plummeting to the ground.

Scott caught him and held the blonde close. 

"Are ye out alright? Did you get hurt at all?" He fretted, quickly checking Hermes for injuries.

Hermes shook his head. "I'm alright."

Scott breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks gods. Hou did ye get up there in the first place?"

Hermes hung his head. "I was playing with some enderpearls and teleported there on accident." 

"Hermes, ye aren't supposed to do that." Scott told him. "Yer dad needs those for important stuff. We can't waste them."

"I know..." Hermes admitted, looking very sad.

Scott gave him a sympathetic look. "All I want is for ye to be safe. Who knows what yer fathers would do to me if they came back and ye were injured under my watch."

Hermes nodded sullenly. "Okay. Sorry papa."

Scott grinned and affectionately ruffled his blonde hair, causing the boy to giggle.

"I'll ask yer fathers about a good punishment when they get home." He told his son, adding a serious air to his tone.

Hermes pouted, "Aww..."

The blue-haired man gave him a reassuring smile. 

"Don't worry. I'll convince them to lighten the load a bit."

Then, they heard the thunder of hooves and frantic shouting. It was coming from the edge of Sanctuary.

"Sir! Sir!" A citizen ran up the path to where Scott and Hermes were. "King Sausage has returned!"

Scott brightened, about to go run off and greet his husbands, but the citizen continued.

"Lord Joel sent me ahead to fetch medical aid. The king is injured." 

"What?! How bad is it?!" Scott asked, now worried for his husband. 

The citizen grimaced. "Pretty bad, sir."