The boys club!

oct, Friday 13

It had been a few days and Clavio hadn't needed to give hector any meat, but hector had been getting antsy.

-5:35, the house
Clavio was awake with hector. Hectors clothes were just getting washed because of everything going on. Clavio has been testing hector, a lot.  He was currently taking hectors blood pressure, which hector hated. He could feel the blood leave the area and it made him want to gag. Clavio sighed and sat in his chair, hector being on the bed. "Your heart and vital organs seem perfectly capable of sustaining you, and working properly. I don't get it" hector shrugs. He didn't like being tested on by Clavio. Clavio was much too nice he thought, too gentle to hurt him, and yet he still tested him. He sighed. Clavio looked up "hey, its okay. I'm sure you'll be better, Muerto" hector didn't like it when he called him that either. Clavio scanned over Hector. "I want to give you something." He got up and started rummaging through a drawer, pulling a needle out. Hector screamed and backed against a wall. Black sludge pouring from his mouth.
Clavio frowned. "Its okay, this will help you" Hector falls over onto the floor and Clavio runs over, pulling him forward, his smile is gone as he checks over Hector "are you okay?" Hector feels tears running down his face, crying. He feels his lungs start to inflate and deflate, gasping for air. He started to black out, choking and shaking. Clavio tried to calm him. Pulling him into his chest. Hector breathed in slowly, burying his face in Clavio's shirt and tugging on the cloth. He feels something stick him just above the shoulder blades. He looks up to see Clavio looking down at him,waiting. Hector blacks out.

-12:37,the house
Clavio was sat in the clinic,watching a sleeping Hector. He felt bad about earlier,of course. He tricked the kid. Or at least someone who looked like a kid. Its funny, after spending almost every second with another person for a few days you kind of forget certain things, like how Clavio forgot he doesn't actually know anything about Hector. He doesn't know his age either, which makes it hard to dose correctly. As Clavio thought that he realized something; if he does something wrong, not only will he permanently destroy a specimen, but he'll kill Hector. He shivered at the thought. Hector always acted so calm and happy. He always smiled when he found something new and Clavio always saw a gleam of curiosity in his eyes. Clavio found himself smiling as he slid over to the sleeping boy with supplies. He took a cotton swab and applied a generous amount of disinfectant. He lightly glided the swab over the stitches in Hectors neck, trying to be as soft as possible. After cleaning it thoroughly he noticed colouring on the swab. He looked down and realized the stitches were dissolving. He quickly grabbed a small pair of medical scissors and cut the stitches. He slowly pulled each one out, noticing that he wasn't bleeding normally. He cringed at the colouring left under His skin and took a Q-tip out, dousing one end in the disinfectant and cleaning it. He wondered how he got this injury. It seemed clearcut enough to be a medical incision, but there's no reason he would have one, especially since the stitches seemed so rushed and sloppy. He sighed and got out a hooked needle, stringing the special wiring through the end. He tied it and pulled the needle through the holes that were already there. He finished and leaned back. "What happened to you..?"

-4:57, the clinic
Hector opens his eyes and sits up, throwing the blanket to the side. He feels a weird sensation run through his body. He squeezes his hand. His heart had begun picking up pace. He smiles wide and enjoys the feeling before Clavio walks in, holding two cups. Hector  pulls the blanket close to his chest, getting ready to scream. Clavio walks over and sets the cups down "its okay...I'm not going to hurt you, I don't have any needles.." Hector frantically looks around, but he sees no needles. Clavio sighs and sits on a chair by the bed. "I want to apologize to you. I know it was wrong of me to trick you. I just couldn't..I couldn't think of any other way you would let me inject the solution..I don't.. I'm not really good with sad or scared people and I...i-augh..just.." He sighs and picks up one of the cups , holding it out. "Want a drink..?" He smiles nervously. Hector hesitantly leans forward and carefully takes the cup, taking a sip while staring at Clavio. His eyes widened "wa-rm..." Clavio smiled lightly and sipped his "its warm tea.." Hector nodded and took another sip,closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth. Clavio noticed he shivered this time. He set his cup down and carefully and reached behind Hector, pulling the blanket over his shoulders. Hectors eyes shot open and looked at his shoulders and back at Clavio. He nodds as if to say thank you and Clavio smiled more. He sat back and sipped his drink, thinking. "So, Hector, how...are you feeling?" Hector tightened his grip slightly to feel his blood pressure. "Good..bloo...od feels... Good..stro-ng" Clavio smiled and closed his eyes, taking another sip. "Your speech seems to be improving,though I have a feeling it isn't the solution." Clavio opened an eye while sipping his tea,looking at Hector with a smile. Hector could feel himself heat up from his chest. He tightened his chest and snuggled back into the blanket, looking down as he sipped his drink. Clavio set his drink down and looked at Hector.

-7:12, The clinic
Clavio watches in slight amusement as Hector pulls the blanket around himself, fighting to keep his eyes open. Clavio smiles and Stands up. "You should get some rest, your about to fall over from exhaustion." Hector looked up from his blanket with blank eyes, shaking his head. Clavio jumped a bit in surprise, then bended over a little more to Hectors level. "And why is that?" Hector seemed reluctant to speak. "You know I can't help if you don't tell me." Hector gripped the blanket tighter. "Needle...you might.." Clavio felt himself cringe at that. He knew what it meant. He sighed and sat back down. "I promise I won't leave this seat until you wake up. Get some sleep." Hector wanted to argue. He really wanted to argue. But his head betrayed him and he nodded. He practically fell over, falling asleep. Clavio smiled and pulled the blanket over his shoulders. "I suppose that's it for my work today..."

-10:32,the house (oh look, its not just Hector and Clavio, OHHHH!)
Chance sat in the lounge with Bridge in his lap on the couch. Dare was on the back of the couch and Bou was sitting on the other side. Lee sat on the floor despite the space on the sofa. Pole was sitting upsidedown by Bou and they were all watching a movie...okay. Maybe it WAS their third movie that night. It was Friday and they were lucky Bridge,Chance and Lee weren't drinking. Dare happily pulled Bou over Pole and sat him in the middle so they could mess with his hair and rest their head on his. Chance stifled a yawn while Bridge hung onto him for dear life "Chance...babe-BABE- why is there blood on the floor?" Maybe a horror movie late in the night wasn't a good idea. Pole started getting dizzy and put their legs down, lay with their lower legs off the couch and their head in Bou's lap. Dare started falling asleep as they purred. Eventually everyone fell asleep, Lee being the only one actually making it to their room.