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@academicx
(Page) "I guess I should look up before I shoot those things."
"DAMN RIGHT!" Hope yelped. "What were you thinking firing that indoors!"Luckily he only had a few hairs off the top of his head missing and his dog had been startled.
No one noticed the typo in my post....
It said civil endangering instead of engineering. My mechanical engineer dad had a good laugh. But considering my hope's slight bent on being a psychopath that seems legit
Ok @dustyvisions Grad school AU time. Talented astrophysics PhD candidate and her psychology major and college screw up fiancé Riku didn’t know the comedy gold they would have on their hands when they let Riku’s genius but accident prone civil enginering PhD brother Hope crash at their apartment after he ‘accidentally’ set his apartment on fire. It turns out the late night living room experiments that Riku has been secretly taping have gone viral on the internet not just for the contained explosions and the explanations of science but for the witty banter that ensues.
If hope and @dustyvisions had a science show
Not-doing-too-good sentence starters
“Whoa, are you okay?”
“You took that hit pretty hard…”
“Don’t stand up yet.”
“That definitely looks broken…”
“Walk it off.”
“How are you feeling?”
“When was the last time you slept?”
“You look like shit.”
“Have you been eating enough?”
“Here, let me help you.”
“Why are you limping?”
“You’re really pale…”
“Did you just go throw up?”
“Why aren’t you eating?”
“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”
“That looks infected.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”
“I told you you’d get sick.”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”
“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”
“Look at me–you’re safe.”
“Take a deep breath.”
“Are you bleeding?!”
“How’d you get a bruise like that?”
“What happened?”
“Let me help you!”
“Can you hear me?”
“You hit your head pretty hard.”
“Don’t move.”
“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”
“Breathe.”
Cocoon- A utopia in the sky.
Anonymously or not, send “How To Care For” instructions for my muse
DO IT PLEASE
THIS IS GONNA BE ADORABLE
Not-doing-too-good sentence starters
“Whoa, are you okay?”
“You took that hit pretty hard…”
“Don’t stand up yet.”
“That definitely looks broken…”
“Walk it off.”
“How are you feeling?”
“When was the last time you slept?”
“You look like shit.”
“Have you been eating enough?”
“Here, let me help you.”
“Why are you limping?”
“You’re really pale…”
“Did you just go throw up?”
“Why aren’t you eating?”
“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”
“That looks infected.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”
“I told you you’d get sick.”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”
“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”
“Look at me–you’re safe.”
“Take a deep breath.”
“Are you bleeding?!”
“How’d you get a bruise like that?”
“What happened?”
“Let me help you!”
“Can you hear me?”
“You hit your head pretty hard.”
“Don’t move.”
“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”
“Breathe.”
"I want ice cream..."
He sits and sips tea while reading the news feed from Paradox Academia. His boy is making him proud. @timeless-paradoxes
@timeless-paradoxes
Not-doing-too-good sentence starters
“Whoa, are you okay?”
“You took that hit pretty hard…”
“Don’t stand up yet.”
“That definitely looks broken…”
“Walk it off.”
“How are you feeling?”
“When was the last time you slept?”
“You look like shit.”
“Have you been eating enough?”
“Here, let me help you.”
“Why are you limping?”
“You’re really pale…”
“Did you just go throw up?”
“Why aren’t you eating?”
“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”
“That looks infected.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”
“I told you you’d get sick.”
“How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”
“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”
“Look at me–you’re safe.”
“Take a deep breath.”
“Are you bleeding?!”
“How’d you get a bruise like that?”
“What happened?”
“Let me help you!”
“Can you hear me?”
“You hit your head pretty hard.”
“Don’t move.”
“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”
“Breathe.”
“Just visiting for a little while.” He had chatted with his Aunt Gaia for a little while, but when she had to get back to her work he had decided to check on Hope.
“Can’t stay to long I’m afraid since I have my own work to get back to, but I’d be happy to make your tea and snacks.” Making sure his tablet was locked before carefully setting it down, he rose to move to the kitchen and do just that.
“Alright,” Hope replied watching the other retreat into the distance.
The fact that Page had locked his tablet upon standing peaked his curiosity. Certainly he need not secure his data around his own father? But then again if what Riku had said about the Academy closing in on him was true, then maybe Page couldn’t risk having his location revealed.
He hoped that was the case and sat and waited for his ‘son’ to return.
Hope yawns and stretches as he wakes up from his nap…
“Evening.” Page greeted, glancing over at his paradox father with a soft smile. Having been seated in the chair beside him, tablet in hand as he breezed through The Academy’s security to curiously poke around in the files. The only thing he was going to change though was a much needed update in their security systems considering it had been far to easy for him to hack in.
“Need anything?”
Now if he were his brother, Hope probably would have dropped a few choice words as he heard the other speak. However, he was far too polite (perhaps as a counter to his brother’s rashness) so he gathered his composure and slunk back in bed as he glanced over at the man who called him father.
“I should ask you what you’re doing here Page,” he started. “Perhaps some tea and snacks. Are you hungry? How long are you staying?”
Hope yawns and stretches as he wakes up from his nap...