halo 'n horns [klance au]

21. Yet Again

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Lance

Owww...

Groaning, I sat up in bed, blinking to adjust to the brightness in the room. My head pounded painfully and the edges of my vision blurred, forcing me to sway backward and hit my pillow with a puff of air. Sighing, I turned onto my side, observing the room.

It was almost identical to the room I had been in the previous night, but the bed was on a different wall and the chair in the corner was barren. Wincing, I tried to retrace the events of the night before. Keith, Pidge, Rover and I on the mission. The elevator... after that, things went dark. I groaned lightly. What had happened?

"Morning, sunshine."

I nearly shrieked, bolting up in bed in surprise. "Keith?" I yelled, shocked at his sudden appearance. The smug bastard looked up at me from his blow-up mattress on the floor. My migraine throbbed painfully at my sudden movement and I clutched my head between my hands, crying out.

Keith was on his feet in seconds, hovering over me, all signs of previous arrogance gone from his face. "Hey, are you okay?"

I peeked at him between my fingers, wondering for the nth time why he couldn't put a damn shirt on. "Yeah," I muttered. "Headache."

Keith cocked his head to the side, frowning slightly. "Well, yeah, I guess that makes sense. I guess you got hit pretty hard last night. Maybe you should magic up some Advil? I'll get you some water."

I nodded in appreciation, setting my pillow up against the headboard of the bed and resting back against it. Letting a little Energy flow into my fingertips, I slowly materialized a few Advil tablets in my palm, surprised at how much it made my head hurt.

When Keith returned with a small glass of water, I mustered a smile, downing the pills quickly and washing them down with a few gulps. Keith sat down by my feet on the bed, slouching and giving me a curious look. "What happened last night?" I asked.

Keith proceeded to tell me about the previous night's events, most of which were incredibly shocking to me. I didn't know how he was so calm. "You're telling me that an evil, exiled devil named Lotor, who happens to be your brother, is second in line to the throne? And he wanted to kill you so he could be first in line? And he lied to the Twins about Matt and Adam so they'd return to the Underworld? And you now have a mortal ally who's going to babysit your evil brother until you go back home?"

Keith nodded, shrugging, "Pretty much. Oh, and we had a bonding moment."

Perplexed, I frowned, "What?"

"I cradled you in my arms," Keith said in a falsetto voice, flourishing his arms. I giggled weakly at his theatrics but bit my lip as I tried to remember.

"I... don't remember," I told him, pursing my lips worriedly. What if I'd made an absolute fool of myself?

Keith scowled, "Asshole."

"Asshole who's in pain," I reminded him, pointing weakly to my head.

"Asshole who's having amnesia," he grumbled in reply, standing. Stretching, Keith yawned, then turned towards me. "Let's get you up."

I reluctantly pushed the blankets off my legs and, for the second morning in a row, winced at how cold the tile floor was beneath my feet. Testing a little bit of weight at a time, I slowly stood, all the while being spotted by Keith. Full straightened, I stepped forward once, but as soon as my bare foot left the linoleum, I wobbled forward, losing my balance.