This is your reminder that Victor's body was still in the house when the bomb hit during the loop collapse and the other peculiars most likely had to dig through the rubble to find his remains before they buried him 🥲
This is a bracket tournament to decide once and for all which group and therefore which member of our favorite families- found or otherwise- reigns supreme over the others!
There are 28 participants in all. Each match-up is randomized but four of those randomized choices automatically start at round 2 due to even numbers at the beginning of round 1.
links to each poll will be below the read more and this post will be updated as the rounds are completed along with it being reblogged to the respective fandom blog for each group! Now, it's time to let the orphan battle begin!!!
(no actual orphans were harmed in the creation of this bracket :] )
UPDATE: I've kinda grown out of the mphfpc fandom a bit so idk if i will finish writing right on time or not and if i do, its probs gonna be a while till i even start writing part three again.
i'll still do incorrect quotes on occasion tho lol
A/N: I know it’s been months y’all, I’m so sorry (writers block is a bitch and a half lol) but just recently, inspiration struck and now, part 2 is finally here and hopefully just as good as part 1 sdfghjkl. Please enjoy!
(part 1 here)
As the afternoon sun began to raise higher above the peculiar children's home, Enoch stood at the doorway to (Y/n)'s room as she rummaged around underneath her bed.
“Well, the jar’s not under here either, this is the last place that I could think of to search.”
"So, what do we do now? We've looked everywhere around the house and the jar is nowhere to be found. At this point, we're better off cutting our losses and going about our days." Shrugged Enoch as he picked at the chipping paint of the door.
"Yeah, I don't think so! You said you would help me find it, so that is exactly what you will do, no matter how long it takes."
"And what will you do if I don't? Destroy my room and the kitchen again like some kind of tornado?" Enoch smirked as he knelt down next to (Y/n).
"Haha, very funny! If I didn't need your help, I would absolutely be kicking your butt right now..." (Y/n) replied sarcastically as she got up from the floor to sit on her bed and put on her shoes.
"That doesn't answer my question, (L/n)."
"Must you be so annoying all the time?! You're always so impatient!"
"And I'll keep being impatient until we actually end up finding your heart! So where do we look now?!"
"Well, if its not anywhere around the house then that leaves just one place that it could be..."
"And that is?"
"Somewhere just outside the shop in town." (Y/n) sighed as she crossed her arms with a sputter of her lips.
"What? Why would it be there?" Asked Enoch with a confused expression.
"Sometimes, Hugh will take it and sell it to the shopkeepers son for money for candy. I told him not to do it again, but he never listens. I always get it back, of course, but it's frustrating when he does that."
"If that's the case, then should we start walking to town? If we want to get there and back before The Bird resets the loop, We'll have to go now."
"Ugh, I hate it when you're right... Let's go and get this over with, corpse-brain." Groaned (Y/n) as she pushed herself off of her mattress.
"After you, cuckoo's nest!"
As the pair quickly made their way out of the house and down the path to Cairnholm Village, the air was filled with nothing but the sound of small animals chittering and footsteps against gravel. Walking side by side, Enoch and (Y/n) tried to avoid any and all eye contact as they looked at the plants and hills they passed.
Eventually getting sick of the deafening emptiness growing between them, Enoch finally spoke as he rubbed the back of his head.
“So, why exactly is the heart so important to you? It isn’t like you need it anymore since you obviously have your clock in it’s place.”
(Y/n) scoffed as she spun her head to look at him with an slightly annoyed glint in her eyes.
“Why do you want to know so badly?”
“If I’m gonna be forced to help you find it, I might as well know why it means so much for you to still have it in your room.”
(Y/n) looked at the boy with with watchful eyes before sighing and glancing back down to her feet. With a shrug of her shoulders as she watched her shoes stamp against the pathway, she began to speak again.
“Honestly, I’m not entirely sure... I think part of it is that it’s the one thing that reminds me I’m still human. I mean, I’ve got a mechanical heart and have been living in an eternal loop for over half a century, so it’s hard not to feel like some kind of freak on occasion...”
Enoch stopped in place as he turned to look at the girl by his side. Without realizing what he was doing, he placed a hand on her shoulder to spin her towards him.
“Hey, you are not a freak. If anything, you’re the most boring ward at the house, and I mean that as a compliment.”
“That’s a weird way to compliment someone, O’Connor.”
“It’s the truth, though. Being boring is a good thing when it comes to peculiars like us. You’re able to live a simpler life than someone like Millard or Claire or even me. To be honest, I envy you at times.”
“Really? You, of all people, envy me?”
“Of course. I would give the world to be more like you. Your simple peculiarity is what makes you special, (L/n), whether you think so or not.”
“Well, thank you. I appreciate that.” (Y/n) smiled softly.
Enoch gently smiled and nodded his head in reply before the distant sound of a bell reached his ears.
Focusing back to what was ahead of them, the two peculiars looked back up to see a black roof pop over the edge of the hill they had been climbing.
“Hey, look! We’re here!” (Y/n) announced, speeding up her walk as the edge of town had finally been spotted.
As they wandered through the village, people gave the two teens suspicious glances, but decided not to do anything as they passed by, opting to go back to whatever work they had been previously doing. Before too long, they approached an alleyway, where a small crowd parted revealing a teenaged boy showing his friends the jar with (Y/n)’s heart.
"There he is. Follow me!" (Y/n) said as she began to jog over to the red-haired boy.
As the two peculiars approached the shop-keep's son, he turned around to acknowledge their presence with a tilt of his head.
"Excuse us! I think you have something that belongs to us, so could we have it back please?"
"No way, I worked long and hard to get this heart right here. I'm gonna sell it to a scientist, it's a fine specimen for analysis if I do say so m'self!"
"Ok, first off, I know that my friend Hugh sold it to you a few hours ago and second, it's mine anyway, so could you please just give it back?" (Y/n) requested as she pinched at the bridge of her nose.
"Well, what's in it for me, little missy?” The teenager smirked to his friends as he looked down upon her.
"How about you getting to keep all of your teeth, you little brat?!" Hissed (Y/n) as the ticking of her heart slowly grew faster and louder as she grew angrier.
When Enoch realized that the noise of the cuckoo clock chiming could get the both of them caught by the villagers and in big trouble with Miss Peregrine, he stepped in between the two to try and diffuse the situation.
(Y/n) huffed angrily as Enoch gave her a warning glimpse before pivoting back around to speak to the puzzled red-head.
"Ok, listen up, we don't have a lot of time or a lot of patience for this right now, so if you give us that jar, I’ll give you these in exchange."
Turning around to reach into his pocket to grab something, he pulled out a handful of tiny hearts, possibly taken from mice and small rabbits.
"Why do you have those in your pocket?” The boy asked with a slightly disgusted look on his face.
"C’mon, man, Are you gonna take them or not?!" Enoch urged angrily as he shoved his hand towards the boy.
Warily looking at the hearts in Enoch's hand for a moment, the boy shrugged before handing the jar to (Y/n) and taking the pile of miniscule organs.
“Shame you have to leave so soon, that heart of yours is quite the beauty!” The teen teased (Y/n) before spinning around with a brash laugh.
As the boy departed with his friends, she scowled at them before sighing in relief as she held the jar up to inspect for any cracks or leaks. When she saw it was unharmed, she carefully placed it into one arm and pulled Enoch into an embrace with the other.
“Oh, thank you so much, Enoch! You have no idea how much this means to me!”
A fire-red blush arose on to Enoch’s face as he felt (Y/n)’s face grow wide with a smile. Hurriedly clearing his throat to dispel his nerves, he pulled away from the hug as he tried to hide his bashful expression.
“Ok, we’ve got it back, now let’s go.” Enoch grumbled, glaring angrily at the shopkeepers son before taking (Y/n)’s hand and pulling her back the way they came.
As they traveled back down the roads to the children’s home, (Y/n) hummed joyfully as she talked to Enoch.
“I still can’t believe you did that for me! You needed those hearts for your homunculi, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, well, I figured today would be as good a day as any to give them up. That guy needed a heart that matched the size of his brain, so I figured I’d give him a few of them.” Quipped Enoch with a sly smile.
Seeing (Y/n) smile in his presence was rare for him, so when she started giggling softly at his joke, he found that his own heart matched the speed of her clocks ticking hands.
"You know, you're not so scary sometimes, O'Connor. When you come out of your shell, you can actually be kind of funny." Sighed (Y/n) as she kicked at a few pebbles on the ground.
"I can say the same about you yelling at me all the time. You're pretty nice for a cuckoo bird who won’t stop chirping in my face."
"Oh, you wound me, sir! And here I thought we were becoming friends!”
“Whoa, I never said that!” Enoch laughed as he held up his hands in surrender.
“You didn’t have to! I could tell just by looking at you that you want to be my very best friend!” Joked (Y/n) as they climbed an incline in the road.
“Ok, ok, we can be friends! Just be careful, you’re going to fall if you don’t watch where you’re stepping.”
“Oh, please, I’m as careful as careful can-” (Y/n) began to claim before she yelped out a shrill shriek.
Not having paid attention to where she was going, (Y/n) had slipped on a pile of loose rocks, falling towards a ditch that ran along the side of the treelined path.
"(Y/n)!" Shouted Enoch as she stumble after she lost her footing.
Not wanting to break the jar by dropping it or falling on it, she hastily tried to move her body so that her back hit the grimy pit . Bracing herself for a rough landing, (Y/n) squeezed her eyes shut as she fell through the air.
Expecting to come in contact with bumpy, jagged stones and wet dirt, (Y/n) was surprised when the only thing she could feel was the soft breeze in the air and something around her waist.
Opening her eyes again, she looked down to see a pair of arms circling around her middle.
Cautiously bringing her head back up, (Y/n) held in a breath as she realized she was face to face with Enoch, who had caught her just before she had hit the rocky ground.
The two stood unmoving for a moment, looking into each others eyes before the boy decided to break the awkward silence that filled the air.
"Are you okay?..." Enoch questioned carefully.
"Yes, I- I think so... thank you for... catching me." (Y/n) responded as she timidly cast her eyes to the side.
"You're welcome..."
"Uh... you can let me go now..."
"Oh, yeah, sorry...” Enoch muttered, letting go of (Y/n) and smoothing out a wrinkle in his shirt.
With a mumble of appreciation, (Y/n) stood up straight and took a step back before shaking her head.
“Um, I think I’m gonna stay here for a minute. You know, just to make sure the jar didn’t break...”
“Are you sure? I can wait with you.”
“I’ll be fine, you go on ahead. I might be a little while anyway, just make sure Miss Peregrine doesn’t realize I’m not there .”
“Alright, if you’re sure... See you back at home, then...”
Enoch waved half-heartedly before stuffing his hands in his pockets and continuing to hike his way back towards the house.
As (Y/n) watched him walk further down the path, a warm heat rose to her cheeks as she thought about the events from earlier.
Despite their constant arguments with each other, Enoch still offered to help her look for her heart and gave up some of his own collection to get it back, and not one minute ago, he caught her from falling when he could just as easily have let her hit the ground.
Even with their past fights, they would always try to make up later by giving each other small gifts or leaving dinner at each others door when they were late to eat.
Yes, she might have hated his guts earlier that day, but now? She wasn’t so sure that was the case.
As the quiet ticking of her heart started to pound in her ears, she froze in place as she came to a realization.
Even though they argued sometimes, she still cared about Enoch.
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