(Chapter summary: Arthur laughs. So does Graham and Watts. This is just a wholesome chapter really. It's just cute fluff really.)
(Lots and I mean lots of talking in this part.)
They ran back with Arthur hanging limp in Graham’s arms. He was just barely wheezing out strangled breaths.
“Arthur, Arthur please!” Graham’s words vibrated Arthur’s back. Or was it Watts? He didn’t know, his mind was a haze of thoughts. It was hard to fill his lungs with air, they were getting tired.
“Hurry.”
“Hook it up.”
“Plug it in.”
“Take this.”
“Not too much.”
“Careful.”
“Not moving.”
“Is he okay?”
“Arthur.”
“What the hell happened?”
“He got out faster than expected.”
“Shit.”
“What?”
“I can’t find it.”
“Here. Tap him.”
“There.”
“No.”
“Calm down.”
“Don’t worry.”
“Impossible!”
“Hush.”
“You’re making it worse.”
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FanfictionArthur felt hazy, like his mind was somewhere else. His arms felt weightless, he felt like he was underwater... Wait, was he underwater?
