DCL's book of one shots

Show Them(Part 1)

Pairings:
Moo x???
Vanoss x ????
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Friends are supposed to stick together.

To care for you.

To empower and better you.

The one you love is supposed care for you.

Love you

Protect you

Nurture you.

Not cause you suffering and pain.

Evan wasn't alone. He remembered when his friends were teasing him, telling him to go do things that most people want to prevent. Moo came out. Moo never teased him. Matter of fact, the guys acted all friendly when he was around. So when he heard all that stuff, he blew up. Evan never saw Moo blow up so badly. Moo said every swear word he knew and said things that made you think if this was the same Moo. The others tried to stop him or defend themselves but Moo wouldn't hear it. Things escalated from there.

Someone leaked a picture of Moo smiling at the camera while he was taking a bath.

Moo came to school with everyone mocking him. Girls threatened him for putting that picture up to seduce their boyfriends while said boyfriends tried to get with him. Over time, he became quiet, only talking to Evan when they were alone. He did his work while having to deal with being pelted with paper and broken pencils. Lunch his food was thrown on the ground. His locker littered in graffiti. The same thing happened with Evan. It worsened over time. It got so bad, they had to ask for a private room with private teachers online. They always brought their own lunch so they didn't have to deal with lunch bullies, including their own 'friends'. They isolated themselves. They don't talk to their family either. They always preach about going back to being straight, and getting a nice girl.

They live in a small house away from school, away from their peers, and away from their troubles.

Until they showed up.

~Home~

The exceptional smell awokeour little Canasian. He hoped out of bed and quickly got dressed. He made sure that he got everything done as he made it to the kitchen.

"Mornin' Brock" Evan greeted. Moo turned around and smiled.

"Hi Evan" Moo said quietly. Evan pursed his lips. Moo doesn't talk loud because of NorthWest school for Angels. How ironic. Angels bullying others. The school is open for all mythical beings but most leave because of bullying. Moo probably knew what he was thinking because he got nervous but Evan grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. Moo smiled and they continued their meal.

"We can relax for a while since it's thanksgiving" Evan said. Moo nodded. They laughed, talked, and teased throughout breakfast.

Knock Knock Knock

They both looked at the door as Brock got up to answer it. Moo opened it and jumped when he saw a bunch of guys his age beaten, battered, and bruised.

"Help...us..." knowing what was going to happen next, Brock used his abilities to make a platform to catch the falling figures. He immediately started checking them over for anything serious.

"Brock what's-" Evan's eyes widen when he noticed the unconscious forms Moo held. Brock looked at him.

"They're injured, help me" Brock said picking up the strangers with his abilities. Vanoss helped guide him as they made it to their medic area. Moo could heal so he had a room specifically for it. Moo sat the man on the bed and heard a groan of pain. Brock cooed and started rubbing the male's torso as his hand glowed a soft teal. He watched as the man's face went from a painful expression, to a relaxed one. His breathing regulated, making Moo assume his chest was the problem. It was. He had a fractured rib that Moo healed by accident. A good accident though. Moo sighed as he looked at his assortment of patiences.