A Book Of Bullshit I Make Instead Of Sleeping Oops

A Towel

"Write a scene about an intriguing towel."

i put too much effort into this 

Dark usually wasn't one to come out of his room at all, but that particular day he was feeling a bit more adventurous.

He made it to the living room.

No one else was there except a towel.

A large orange one, to be specific.

Immediately, Dark knew it couldn't belong to one of the Rins, or else it would reek of oranges.

That meant it had to be Starmine's.

Dark pounced on it, finding it to smell just like the older boy. He hugged it tight.

Starmine was away at a concert, and had been for the last week. Since he left, Dark hadn't come out of his room.

Overcome by a wave of emotion, which was rare for him, Dark burst into tears, burying his face in the orange towel.

Eventually, he fell asleep, hiccupping and sobbing softly, curled up with Starmine's towel.

For the next week, he wandered around the mansion, and no one could take that towel from him. Council had tried, as they needed to do laundry, but Dark nearly punched him in the face.

He didn't want to part with it, and the other modules were getting concerned.

Finally, they came to the agreement that this needed to stop.

Len, Append, and V4x were away at the concert, as well as Blue, Lancer, Edge, Receiver, Punkish, and Asymmetry.

Hougetsu approached Dark, gently suggesting that maybe the towel needed to be washed.

Of course, Dark immediately refused, threatening with paradichlorobenzene to which Hougetsu started crying because he loves his moths.

Dark didn't feel too bad though because the paradichlorobenzene itself isn't necessarily the chemical in moth balls that keeps moths away, it just gives the moth balls their strong odor. Paradichlorobenzene is used interchangeably with the more poisonous naphthalene, which further proves this point.

So anyway then Aitetsu tried to convince him of the same thing, that the towel needed to be washed, Dark just growled at him and Aitetsu smol child started crying so Hansel comforted him.

That's when the rest of them carried out the plan, pouncing on Dark and holding him down so that they could take the towel and wash it.

Dark was kicking and screaming, begging for them not to take it away, but they took it away anyway and they dragged him to Starmine's room and locked him in there.

He clawed at the door for hours, crying for help, for someone to let him out, but no one came.

Eventually, he crawled into Starmine's bed, overwhelmed by how much he could feel Starmine's presence.

He spent the next several days like this, just laying in Starmine's bed, sleeping sometimes, or just laying there numb at other times.

Then the news came.

The modules from the concert had been in a car crash.

Rather, a bus crash.

The condition of each module was still unclear, but didn't look too good.

Dark refused to eat at all, though he'd been eating a little bit before.

He'd just cry until his head pounded, sleep until he'd slept so much even that gave him headaches.

He kept his headphones on in his waking hours, letting Starmine's voice flow through him.

He had no idea how much time passed before he truly woke up.

Laying in a hospital bed, wires snaking into his arm. He was confused, understandably.

He could feel pressure on his hand, warmth.

"St-Starmine?"

That's when he sees Starmine sitting beside the bed, clutching his hand.

Starmine smiles through a sudden flood of tears, wrapping Dark in a tight hug. "I'd never leave you."

Malnourishment had made him sick, and he'd passed out. Luckily, Aitetsu had thought to check on him, despite his fear of him.

"Don't ever do that to me again," Starmine scolded fiercely, his relief to see Dark awake quelling his tone.

"Len must've been furious," Dark snorts.

"Trust me, he was, but Append was even angrier. He is the mom of the Len modules, after all."

"Can't bully his 'children,' or you'll face his wrath."

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