Lamb to the Slaughter - Fandom Oneshots

'...Baz's initial reaction was screaming, which he refused to do. Look down. Observe the damage. Carry on. But it was the fact that he was bleeding which nearly shattered him.

He was bleeding like a human being, a sack of blood and emotions. (Vampire. He was a vampire. Turned a long time ago. He didn't have blood.)

That's how much he drank. Enough for a droplet of crimson to well out from the lips of the wound and slowly drip down his palm...'

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'...Maybe Morality had the sixth sense of knowing when his friends were hurt, maybe Anxiety was just really bad at hiding his emotions, but Patton's brow furrowed and he dropped the toy, sat by the Side. "Virge?" he lifted a hand to place on his shoulder, then hesitated. "May.. I?"

"Yeah, sure." Anxiety's voice was hoarse, but he didn't know what from. "Morality.. I-"

Patton was silent, but he enveloped his friend in a cautious embrace.

After a couple of forced mumbles from Virgil, he cut in. "How about I try to guess what's wrong?"...'