Fictober 2023

Under Control

Prompt 8: "Give me that, before anything happens."

"Fukase! Fukase! Look what Flower gave me!" Oliver called, excitedly running up to Fukase.

Fukase turned around to face him. "Hm? What is i-" He froze. "Oliver... is that a knife?"

Oliver was standing there holding a rather large knife. It looked extremely sharp too. And he wasn't exactly holding it in the most safe way.

WHY DOES OLIVER HAVE A KNIFE??? WHO THOUGHT THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA???

"Yup. Isn't it cool!"

"What if you hurt someone with that???"

"That's the plan."

"Oliver!"

"What?" Oliver asked innocently.

"Don't stab anyone!"

Oliver pouted. "Then what am I supposed to do with it?"

Really?? Who thought this was a good idea??? Oliver with a knife is a danger to himself and to society!

"Give me that! Before anything happens!"

Oliver tossed the knife in the air and Fukase felt his stress level skyrocket. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." He reassured Fukase as he caught it.

Oliver tossed the knife again but this time, he miscalculated and caught the blade rather than the handle. "Ouch!"

"Oliver!!"

Oliver winced in pain, holding his hurt hand tightly with the other.

"Oliver what did I tell you?! Lemme see it!" Fukase quickly ran over to get a good look at Oliver's hand. Slowly, he brought Oliver's other hand away from the cut and was relieved to see that the cut didn't look particularly bad. Good. He wouldn't have to get someone to take them to the hospital. Though, he still wasn't happy that Oliver was hurt.

"Put your hand back over top of it again. Let's go get your bandages."

Oliver nodded and followed Fukase. Fukase decided they should make a stop in the kitchen, since it was on the way to the bathroom nearest to Oliver's room, where Oliver kept his bandages. There, he could grab a towel to help with the bleeding, and put the knife somewhere that no one could get it again. He didn't want more people with cut hands running around.

Meiko was in the kitchen baking a cake when they got there. Fukase tried to ignore her and as he dug through the drawer of towels for one that he knew no one would mind getting covered in blood.

"Oliver? Fukase? Is something wrong?"

"We've got it under control, Meiko-san." Fukase said as he pulled out an old white towel. "Oli. Can you let go again?" Oliver did as he said and Fukase pressed the towel to Oliver's wound. He heard Meiko gasp.

"Oliver! How did that happen? Are you sure you're okay?"

"I've had worse." He answered with a shrug.

"Do you need me to help you guys?"

Oliver shook his head. "I think I know how to wrap bandages pretty well by now."

"And I'm a master at disinfecting wounds." Fukase added.

"Okay..." Meiko seemed reluctant to let them go off on their own. "But come find me or another adult if you need something, okay?"

Fukase nodded, then remembered the knife. "Oh. Can you take this?"

Meiko snatched it from his hands. "WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU GET THIS??"

"Flower." Oliver answered.

"I'm gonna kill her."