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Huh, this feels familiar

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[jordanstrophe]

Going Once, Going Twice, Part 5

Stranger Danger

CW: Pet Whump, Some Manhandling, Traumatized Whumpee, Wounds mentioned, Chipped whumpee with an incision, Panic attacks.

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Peter sat nervously at the table. He kept shooting skeptical glances at Robert, then back down at his knees. Robert laid his hand on the table towards him.  “Can I see your wrist?” He asked. Peter flinched, but obediently placed his hand in his.

His wrist was bandaged and sore from the shackles. “One second...” He muttered, off to fetch the first aid kit. He sat across from him and took his wrist back in his hands. “I’m going to take this off, okay?” He asked, as Peter nervously nodded. He slowly unwrapped it, he could see Peter getting visibly more nervous the more he took off. The pulled it off to reveal an inch incision along his wrist. 

“Does it hurt?” He asked. “It’s.. It’s okay.” He muttered under his breath. He was so afraid to say the wrong thing. His old master got angry whenever he complained about pain, and usually resulted in getting more of it. “I’ll tell you one thing, if I got an inch metal chip shot into my wrist, I wouldn’t say it’s okay. Tough kid.” Robert huffed, taking out a fresh bandage.

“I’m going to have to put some pressure on it, okay?” He asked, as Peter nodded. He gripped his wrist, before tightly wrapping the bandage over the wound. The tightness shifted the wound painfully, Peter cringed and whimpered, trying to pull his wrist away. 

“Shhshh.. Hold on, I know it hurts.” Robert hushed, trying to finish up quickly while keeping a firm grasp on his arm. 

“WAIT!” Peter cried, panicking and trying to rip away. Robert stopped immediately, but didn’t let go. “I’m sorry, it's almost over, the worst of it is done.” He soothed. His heart was heavy, he felt terrible, but he needed this over with.

Peter gulped and whimpered as he tied the bandage off. “Feel okay?” He asked, letting him go as he held his wrist to his chest with a light nod.

Robert left him to calm down and nervously held a phone in his hands. He glanced back at Peter, who curiously inspected his new bandage. 

‘’Hello?” A tired voice answered on the phone.

“Luke?” Robert asked.

“Robert?” The voice asked. “What are you doing calling me? I live two feet from you.” Lukar grumbled.  

“Sorry about that, I have a small situation here, and I didn’t want to leave him. Can you watch someone for me for an hour or two?”

“You want me to-who-the-what now?" He asked blatantly. “I mean, Yeah I can. Wait, when did you get a kid? How old are they?” Luke asked.

“He’s... 21.″ Robert muttered.

“He’s... 21?” Luke asked. “Rob, that's a fully grown adult."

"We-well yes! But... He's a... Pet." He whispered under his breath, as if it were a crime. “Look, he's scared, and bored. He doesn't have anything, and I just thought it would be fun to get him something, I don't even know what I'm doing. Can you please watch him and... Don't let him burn down the house?" Robert asked.

Lukar broke into hysterical laughter.

“Honestly Rob... I thought better of you.” Lukar laughed.  “Wait! Luke, come one, It’s not like that! He was in danger, I swear!" Robert cried.  “Relax, I'm messing with you, no judgment. Two hours, right?"

''Right, I just want to grab him some things, he’s bored out of his mind and getting fussy.” Robert sighed. “Awwww! Rob that is the cutest thing you’ve done aside from the tiny wood carvings.” Lukar mocked. “I'll head over, see you soon."

“Thank you so much!” He exclaimed, before putting the phone down.  “Peter? I’m going to run to the store for a bit, a friend is coming over to stay with you, okay?” He asked. 

He went pale. 

It was never good when a master had friends over...  Master would want him to entertain the guests by behaving, looking pretty, and don’t scream too loudly when they beat him to the inch of his life. Even if it was one person, his obedience was always tested to its limits.

He collapsed to the ground on his knees, Robert jolted at his sudden thump.

“Please! T-take me with you! I’ll be good I swear! Please don’t leave me here...” He cried, tears already streaking down his face. Robert dropped to his knees in front of him and cupped his cheek, tilting his head up and thumbing away the tear.

“It’s going to be okay. I don’t want to take you because it’s going to be a crowded day. I don’t want to put any more stress on you. Luke is a good man, he’ll take care of you. I promise.” Robert soothed. That didn’t stop the tears, as Peter crawled into his lap and clung to him.

“P-please...” He tried one last time. Robert didn’t understand what had him so spooked, but he had to leave the house eventually. The sooner he got comfortable with Luke the better. There was a knock at the door, Peter fell deathly silent in his arms, Robert wondered if he was even breathing. 

“It’s alright...” He whispered, unlatching him from his neck and wiping away the rest of his tears. Peter fell back on his knees as he got up and opened the door.

“Hey Rob!” Lukar greeted, his dark hair pulled back into a short ponytail, and bright green eyes. He could be a model if he wanted to, but IT suited him better. 

Robert caught Peter trying to slink back into the bedroom, trying to hide under the bed, he walked over and closed the bedroom door before he could get in. Peter whimpered in response and shoved his body against the door and cowered. Robert sighed, before finding the coat he had left on the floor not far, and draped it over his shoulders.

“Come meet him please, it’s okay.” He said, talking his arm and gently pulling him off the floor. He clung to the coat for what looked like dear life, as he nervously was pushed over to Luke, who had his arms politely tucked behind him with a smile. 

“Luke is going to be nice and stay here for an hour or two, isn’t that right?” Robert asked, standing behind Peter, so he couldn’t run away.

“That’s right! it’s nice to meet you.” He smiled, slowly reaching a hand out to him. Peter jumped and cried out in fear, twisting his body and trying to jump away, only to smack right into Robert. “Oh, no no It’s okay...” Robert held him in his arms. 

What was he supposed to do? He was so scared of everything, and nothing he did helped. Was he just traumatizing him over and over again? Should he just cut him loose in the house and let him do what he wants for a week? All he could do was his best until Winola found a better suited owner, and that was anyone but him. 

“Peter, I trust Luke with my life. I also trust him with you, I promise you he’s not going to hurt you. If anything he’s going to spoil you if you let him.” Robert chuckled.

Peter let out a shaky breath. He was being an embarrassment to his master, and he needed to toughen up and take it. As scary as he was, he’s been so patient and kind towards him. He shakily turned around to face Lukar, who thankfully had taken the rather obvious hint, and put his hand down back behind him. 

“Are you alright?” Robert asked, he nodded his head in response. “Alright, Luke, behave.” Robert joked, as Lukar broke down laughing. “I’ll be on my best behavior, don’t worry!” He laughed. Was that sarcasm? That was sarcasm, right? Robert gave him one last pat in the hair, before slinging the keys around his finger, and heading out the door. 

He stopped in the doorway and glanced back at Peter, who was left standing in the middle of the room alone, trembling, looking up at him with a pitiful expression. Robert gave him a comforting smile before turning to leave. Peter looked at the man he was left with.

Run 

Don’t run, behave.

RUN 

His instincts screamed in agony, as he stayed frozen in place. His heart jumped when Luke turned to look at him. “... Sooo... Do you want to... Watch a movie or something?” He awkwardly rocked on his feet. 

No, I want to run and hide

“Mmm.. Mmaky..” He muttered. Anything the man said, he had to say yes to. He was nothing but a Pet after all, that’s his one job. Lukar turned the TV on and kept the volume low. 

He glanced over at the man trembling on the couch who had slunk onto the very far side. How was he supposed to talk to a Pet? What do you say to one? What if he accidentally said something that would set him off? It was like walking on eggshells. Peter was bundled up with the coat defensively wrapped around him.

“If you want a snack or anything, just let me know, okay?” He asked. The man flinched, but was too nervous to respond.  “I know where Rob’s hazelnut stash is.” Luke smirked. Peter couldn’t help but to let off a small smile.

Finally, he was breaking the tension, that is, until a very big dog began to bark right outside the house, Its voice booming. Peter yelped and toppled off the couch hitting the floor, bruising his knee in the process.

“Shoot! Are you alright?” Luke asked, jumping to his feet. Peter was unreachable, his heart was racing from the sudden noise and the pain in his knee. He was panicking, breathing heavy as he hid under the coat on the floor.  “That’s my dog... I’m so sorry! I’ll be back in one minute!” He called, running out the door to collect his great pyrenees that was going ballistic. He must have not secured the dog run properly, and she found her way outside the house knowing full well where her owner was. 

‘Come on girl! Get back in there!” He beckoned. Her tail wagged as she looked at him excitedly, but ceased the barking and booked it back to the house. He closed her back in as quickly as possible, before running back to the house.

“Peter?” He called, he wasn’t where he left him. He scoured the house desperately looking for him, but there was no sign.

Robert happily pushed a cart through the store, full of canvases, paints, puzzle, board games and a block of wood. He didn’t want him to handle any of the wood carving tools, but he wanted to make him something fun. Maybe a dog, or a horse carving. He hoped whoever took him would be nice enough to let him keep it if he liked it. His phone abruptly rang.

‘Rob! I.. Uh.. Don’t be mad! Okay, you can be mad...”

“Luke? What happened? Is Peter okay?” He asked.

“Well, Poppy got out of her pen and started barking, it scared him, so I ran out and got her back in and now I can’t find him!” He hollered.

“Luke It’s been thirty minutes!” Robert cried. “Okay... Did you check under the bed? That’s his go-to spot when he’s scared." He thought.  “I... No, no I didn’t.” He muttered. 

Lukar slowly opened the door to the bedroom and crouched down. Sure enough, there was the coat hiding a very scared man underneath. “Yeah, he’s here.” He took a breath of relief.  “Let him be, I’m coming home.” He said, making a U-turn with his cart.

Lukar hung up the phone and let out a shaky sigh. Robert was probably never going to trust him again, and now all he could do was sit on the floor and watch the silent figure tremble. In hardly any time, Robert was already home and sprinted from his car to the house, but stopped at the door to quietly creep in. He scared even Lukar as he appeared in the doorway, glancing under the bed. “I’m sorry.” Lukar whispered. “It’s okay, it’s not your fault.” He whispered back. He nodded him out the door, as he took his place on the floor. 

“Hey sweetheart.” He soothed. He twitched, but didn’t respond. “Everything is okay now, I know you got scared. I’m right here.” He reached under and touched his shoulder. He didn’t move, he didn’t even twitch. That wasn’t a good sign... Robert couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to make sure he was okay right now. He reached under and gently pulled him out.

He unwrapped the coat from around him, he was sweating, and his eyes half open, distant. He felt his forehead, he had a fever!? Robert slid his arm under his knees and lifted him, placing him on the bed. “Oh no no no no...” Robert muttered underneath his breath. Peter only laid silently on the bed with one hand barely clutching the coat, he looked exhausted, it seems all the stress finally hit him.

And it hit him hard.

Robert pulled the blankets up around him and tucked him in, brushing the hair out of his face. “It’s going to be alright...” He soothed, before pulling his phone out. It was answered almost immediately.

“Robert! I’ve been waiting for you to call! How’s my boy? Are you taking good care of him?” Winola asked. 

“...”

“Err, about that. I could use your help.”

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i’m buying inquisition for xmas when it goes on sale hopefully with some dlc and hopefully by then i’ll have beaten my current game (playing on fiance’s account because he is a saint bless)

i am romancing bull next time

and playing trespasser first with that file

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im so sorry im not at the kiki tyler

school needs to just stop in general