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Brittany, love ya girl.
Rory, if you're around, love ya too.
Finn/Mike/Emmy, what can I say, love ya lots.
Peace out.
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ooc Officially leaving.
Kurt, good luck with school. I hope that this new path works out well for you.
Brittany, love ya girl.
Rory, if you're around, love ya too.
Finn/Mike/Emmy, what can I say, love ya lots.
Peace out.
Unicorns || Brittave
Brittany bit her lip, looking up at him nervously. “B-but, won’t he know you’re not hurting me? I wouldn’t be making the bad noises if you weren’t hurting me.” She was confused, but she was hoping Dave’s idea would work. The idea of getting hurt scared her, even if she was doing it for Kurt and Dave. They were her friends and she did want to protect them, she just wasn’t sure if she could do whatever Dave wanted. She’d never been good at lying, normally she’d just confuse herself and accidentally tattle.
Dave smiled as reassuringly as he could. "It'll be easy, Brittany--super easy, actually. Just...when I turn the camera on, every time I touch you, you need to say 'no' or 'stop it' or 'ouch'..."
He guiltily remembered the look on Kurt's face the first time he'd penetrated him. He could tell Brittany to try to look like that-like she was in pain-but it would be too big of a risk to take. Better to keep things easy.
Unicorns || Brittave
She nodded, biting her lip and looking up. “I-I…I’m scared, Master Davie. He’s gonna be watching us a-and I know he’ll want you to hurt me. I know you won’t want to and I know you’re scared too, that’s why I wanna be strong. I-if you want, Master Mike told me how he could make it hurt… I-I…” She nodded again, staying quiet as she let him lead her up the stairs. “I just don’t want him to send you to the guards, I saw what they did to Master Sebastian because of me and I don’t want that to happen to you.”
Dave tried his best to keep his breathing under control. While he didn't want to hurt Brittany, she had a point--if his Father expected him to use and abuse her, and he didn't come through, then there was no telling what his Father would make them do next. If they were going to go through with this, they had to make it count.
He focused on the part about Mike, and he almost asked Brittany what the hell that was about but he was sure he didn't want to know. Mike, it turned out, wasn't a total asshole and he'd probably told Brittany some shit to scare her back in his "biggest hardass of them all" days. So he tried not to be pissed at Mike for whatever he'd said in the past. If Brittany trusted him now, that was good enough for him.
When they were safely in the room--not his bedroom, this was fucked-up enough already, he closed the door gently and sat down on the bed, motioning for Brittany to sit with him.
"I said I wouldn't hurt you, and I meant it," he explained quietly, a tiny look of mischief on his face.
"But my Father doesn't need to know that."
Shenanigans || Flanofsky
When Rory felt Dave arm rest on his shoulder he buried his head into Dave. Dave was one of, no the only person, he ever felt completely safe around, and he was the best brother Rory could ever have. He took a breath to calm himself down.
“I can… I can almost talk about it.” Rory whispered. He didn’t want to relive those memories, but he had to talk about them. If he didn’t talk of what happened to him, he would never be able to get over it. “But.. not details.”
He took his last steadying breath, and started to tell his story. “I’m not sure what his name was.” He started, “all I know is that he had at least 5 different slaves. I was one of them. However, I had the most freedom from other slaves, mostly because of Father. He would often leave me alone during the day, and let me explore their mansion. I memorized it in three days, it was that big.” Rory continued, wishing he could smile or laugh or anything. “He would visit me at night. He… never listened when I said no…”
Dave nodded when Rory made it clear he wouldn't give any details away. He half-smiled when Rory made a crack about it taking three days to memorize the other mansion, because of course that would have been one of Rory's top priorities. It reminded him of his good times with his brother, before things got complicated, back when Dave was still being a jerk to Kurt and Rory was trying to help out the "slaves" by hiding things in their cells for them to find.
He swallowed when Rory trailed off at the end. He knew he couldn't understand what his brother had been put through, so instead of saying a word he pulled Rory into a hug and patted him on the back. Rory deserved all the time in the world to come to terms with what had happened to him.
...but where did that leave them now?
It would be wrong to force Rory to continue their exploration...at least, for the time being. A part of him wanted to argue that they had come so far, but there was no guarantee that they were close to their Father's office. They knew the way in. They could come back later.
Or he could come back alone.
"Let's go back," he said softly over Rory's shoulder. "Come on, dude. Let's just go back."
Unicorns || Brittave
Brittany whimpered, crawling to the door of her cell and looking up at Dave. “You’re scared…” She bit her lip, reaching up and touching the corner of his mouth. “Kurt does that, too. Whenever I said something that made him uncomfortable, but he didn’t wanna say anything.” Dropping her hand slowly, she looked down. “He’s gonna make you hurt me, isn’t he? I’m gonna have to cry a-and it’ll have to hurt again.” She stared down at her hands, nodding. “I’ll be fine, it’s hurt before.”
Dave closed his eyes and sucked in a breath when Brittany touched his face.
It broke his heart when he realized that Brittany could care so much about him that she would reassure him when she was the one who would most likely get hurt by this. She had every reason in the world to hate him, and blame him, but she didn't. How could he worry and bitch and moan when she was so strong?
His eyes shot back open when Brittany told him that she would be fine. He lurched forward and took her hand in both of his, looking into her her eyes as he tried not to cry. "I will never hurt you," Dave promised, his chest aching with every word. "And it would never me okay for me--or anyone else--to hurt you, Brittany. You gotta know..." he squeezed his eyes shut and trailed off.
Dave swallowed, trying to find his voice again. "We say that we're family here, but...you and Kurt are my family now. I don't like this--I wish we didn't have to...but whatever we do, I'm never, ever going to hurt you. Besides..." he added, a genuine smile lining his face, "Kurt would have my ass if I hurt you, and not in a fun way. Come on, let's get you out of here."
He led Brittany out of the cell and back up the stairs, still holding her hand.
Unicorns || Brittave
Dave walked down to the dungeon on unsteady legs. He didn't want to go to the guards and for all his bravado, he didn't really believe that they would have kept their hands to themselves if he'd chosen that option.
But Brittany? How were they going to...
He shook his head as he descended the stairs at the dungeon entrance. As he approached Brittany's cell, he forced a tight smile to his face and tried to calm the wild beating of his heart.
"Hey, Brittany," he said as soon as he saw her. He fumbled in his pocket for the key, knowing that stalling wouldn't help anything...but afraid to make this happen.
{Private} Kurt... Master Davie?
I-I understand it’s not exactly an appealing option for a gay guy… and I really don’t think it will be as simple as that, but… it’s better than getting… well… you know… forced into sexual things by those creepy horny monsters…
I'm trying not to think too much about it right now. I set up the camera and stuff so, you know, I can show my Father.
I'm gonna throw up. Fuck.
I don't know. Maybe we can fake it? That's a thing, right? I mean I know girls can fake it, but...
Okay, maybe I'll just pass out instead.
Shenanigans || Flanofsky
Slowly the panic Rory had felt went away. He could feel his lungs take normal breaths and his heart didn’t hurt anymore. He took a moment to process Dave's words before replying.
“It… it reminded me of when I went to that house. When-whe…when I was gone.” He whispered, reliving his memories a little. “The first day they brought me into a room like that. I woke up there… after… after being knocked out.”
He took a breath to steady himself and get the tears welling up in his eyes to leave. “They pointed to a camera where they was a guy… a guy.” he shuddered but continued. “He was raping someone. Then they whispered to me…your next.”
A chill ran through Dave's body. He froze, still processing this information.
He didn't know how many houses his Father had, or how many other "brothers" and "sisters" they held. He used to think that he understood his Father's plan, but knowing that Rory could have been taken away and...
...was there a plan behind his Father's schemes at all?
He scooted closer to Rory and put an arm over his shoulders, not sure if he should try to pull his brother in for a real hug, or just leave the option open. He didn't know what to say, but...he wasn't the one who needed to talk anyway.
"Keep going," Dave said quietly. "If you still want to talk about it. I won't tell anyone else, okay?"
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She smiled, looking up at Kurt and nodding. “I won’t… They seem kinda mean anyway.” Brittany watched the movie, not worried about how close they were. “That’s not how the story goes. I know, Cinderella was my favorite and they’re totally getting it wrong.” She tilted her head as the movie continued, giggling at the rest. “I like the mother… She kinda reminds me of Tana. But, less angry and Latina.”
Kurt really wasn’t paying much attention to the movie. He completely basked in the warmth of Dave’s chest, and cherished the sound of his heartbeat so close to his ear. But when he recognized an actor, he said “Hey, isn’t that Lucius from Harry Potter?” he mused as his hand was playing with the hem of Dave’s shirt absently. This was nice, just relaxing with nothing to worry about. He turned his head upwards to smile up at his boyfriend and then snuggled back into the warmth. He giggled at Brittany’s comments. “That’s because Cinderella isn’t in this story. But don’t you like Tinkerbell too?” He didn’t see the resemblance between the mother and Santana, but nodded and continued watching anyway.
Dave laughed a little at Brittany's protest to the treatment of Cinderella. Hell, as far as he was concerned, Wendy's version of the story was an improvement on the original. He knew better than to argue with Brittany, though.
He smiled back down at Kurt and pressed a kiss into his hair when Kurt snuggled against him. Was this what dates in high school would have been like? Just hanging out, being close, enjoying a movie with his friend and boyfriend? He considered digging out his old letterman--he'd been lucky enough to get in in freshman year--just in case Kurt got cold sometime. Sure, he'd have to wait a few months, and it would be kinda weird if Kurt didn't have the same nostalgic feelings for that kind of thing...but it brought him back.
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Dave turned his attention back to the movie. "Now your father has never brandished a sword, or fired a pistol into the heavens, but he has made many sacrifices for this family," the childrens' mother explained softly.
Instead of thinking of his Father, Dave thought of Sebastian and Mike. The smile slowly faded from his face. He needed to find a way to get them out the mansion, despite their desire to stay and act as sacrifices for the others. Dave was tired of planning, though. Tonight he would enjoy himself.
[Private]
… yeah. Sadly.
Please don’t… I-I really don’t want to think about the possibilities…
Me neither. I just can't help feeling pessimistic.
(Private) Dave
I can’t….. i haven’t left my room is three days. Do you think… do you think Father knows what we did?
I'd put my money on "yes".
Those cameras...yeah, we're screwed.
I just want someone to hold me..
C'mere.
[Private]
I-I tried to take your place, but it… he said that he had plans for me already.
The fun never stops, does it?
Just, whatever happens, please be careful. I don't know what the guards might get up to when you're by yourself...if what they did to Hunter is any indication...
{Private} Kurt... Master Davie?
I’m going to get hurt either way! He’s a- argh he’s such a sadistic bastard! David, as much as it pains me to say this… I think Britt is the best option. I know you don’t want to hurt her and I don’t want to see either of you hurt, but she said that she doesn’t mind, so maybe… it won’t be so bad? I-I… God… why do we have to make decisions like this? It’s so unfair!
Okay...I"ll just...uh...ask her to be gentle with me, I guess.
Ha hah.
...
Oh shit sex with Brittany.
[Private]
I’m sorry… I’ve made up my mind.
Shit, Kurt, what did you do?
{Private} Kurt... Master Davie?
I want you to do nothing. I can’t allow you to get hurt in any way! I need to do something about this.
Not if it gets you hurt! Look, I can take it--anything my Father plans to dish out, I'll make it through. I don't want to have sex with Brittany or go to the guards--but I'd rather do either of those things, or hell, BOTH of them than send you into harm's way.