Baked For Revenge (Complete)

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Toast's pov
(Warning, ship ahoy!)

Sir was curled up in my lap crying. It was about three in the morning and I had been woken up by Sir flailing and kicking in his sleep. He's had nightmares before but never this bad.
"Love, what's wrong?"

Sir just shook his head and mumbled a bit.
"I'm not like him. Not like him. Like him."

"Like who?"

He didn't answer. I planted a soft kiss on his forehead.
"How about I go make some tea? Would that help?"

He nodded and I got up to start the tea. It was almost done when Miss Ebony came out of her tent.
"It's like three in the morning, what are you doing?"

"Sir had a nightmare, worse than usual apparently, so I'm making so tea to help him calm down."

She stretched her arms over her head and yawned.
"Welp, I'm not going back to sleep now. Might as well get ready for today."
And she went back to her tent to change.

When the tea was done I poured it into a cup and took It to Sir.
"Here you go Love."

His hands were shaking when he took the cup. He took a sip and breathed out heavily.
"Thanks Johnny."

"What's wrong? You've been acting strange since you came back last night. What happened while you were out there?"

He turned away.
"Nothing."
He was lying. I could tell he was, but I've learned not to push with Sir, if he doesn't want to tell, he won't.

"Well alright Love, when you're done try to get some more rest, alright?"

He nodded.
"Alright Johnny. Thank you."

"Anytime Love."