nightmare-kisser:

beelzeboul:

the dark lamb

winteronceler whispered: Mmnh... something scared you? -Winter set the large plastic tote of fruit on the table, walking over and sitting on the floor beside Hein's bed.- Well... you don't have to be afraid now. I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you while I'm here, okay? Our snacks can wait till you feel a bit braver, and until then, I'm here.

Those were like the magic words, since Hein seemed to function much like a cross between a skittish feral animal and a shy toddler. He glanced around before slowly creeping out from under the bed, stopping, then inching towards Wi ter again.

The more the other said soothing words to him the closer he came, until he was curled up at his side, making a soft whine.

grumpyonceler whispered: He held out a small metal rose, that had little tiny quills like hein. The metal flower had a smiley face and looked cute. "Happy brothers day." He didn't sound very happy, but he tried to smile for hein.

He peered at the strange little flower, reaching out to bat at it with a long claw likea cat would. “Br o ther’s.. D a y..?”

winteronceler whispered: Oh Hein, why are you hiding under there? I brought the fruit in from my car... do you still want to eat it?

“S-Sc a red..” He whined, looking ashamed of himself.

grumpyonceler whispered: He knocks and comes in with a big sad look worn on his face.

He peeks around his doorway, his dark eyes spotting the Once-ler with the web on his face. Slowly stepping forward, his claws clicking along the floor, he tilted his head. “…?”

ask-genie whispered: Just as she'd promised, Genie stayed with Heinous, having taken the form of a silver-stemmed purple rose during the night so she too could rest. She was jolted back to reality, though, when she heard Hein screech and cry due to a vampire's presence. The flower burst into smoke, twisting and curling into her form. She knelt next to the bed, placing her hand just at the edge like she'd done yesterday. "Hein? Hein, dear, it's okay. I'm right here..."

Hein whined and in hed forward from the corner, reaching the small soft hand and giving it a gentle lick, nuzzling into her palm. 

“S-Sca r y..” he whined, pulling himself from under the bed and looking ashamed.

winteronceler whispered: Hein? Hein, where did you go?

He hesitantly peeks out from under his bed at Winter.

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