Sparks
Requested - @briefsharkbananaplaid - 84 w sweet pea?
84. ”what the fuck just came out of your fingertips”
A/N Hope you guys like this, tried to take it a different way.
Word Count: about 1060
Sweet pea and you were in a fight with the ghoulies
It was going easy, everyone was fighting someone and nothing was going wrong
That was until the ghoulies decided that they wanted to play dirty
Bringing guns, for the first time ever
The serpents and the ghoulies have been at each other's throats before, knives, bats, you name it but this, this was different, this was the first time a ghoulie ever pulled a gun, and as soon as one ghoulie did others did as well.
Some Ghoulies ran, while others stayed, the serpents dissipated following them.
You and Sweet Pea were the last two left. He was fighting Malachai while you were fighting Penny Peabody. You got a good hit in and she fell to the ground knocked out.
You turned watching as it all happened in slow motion, the gun pulled on Sweet Pea as Malachai, shot it directly by his shoulder. But you used your powers just in time, Freezing Malachai and the bullet before it could so much as graze Sweet Pea. You walked overtaking the gun from Mal and emptying the cartridges and then you moved the bullet so it would go past him. You unfroze time, you fingertips still emitting the Purple sparks
Pea got one last hit to Malachai before he was knocked out as well.
You and Pea ended up going home that night, you cleaning his wounds and him cleaning yours.
He fell asleep fairly quickly, always a heavy sleeper you climbed into bed cuddled into his side, enveloped in his warmth, but you just couldn't sleep. You needed to replay the events, needed the peace of mind that no one else got hurt bad.
So you began chanting your spell. The spell that would relay the events in front of you. It was a spell you found out about not too long ago, you used it many times to help the serpents. It basically replayed your thoughts, and memories in slow motion in front of you as if your fingers were a projector. Your purple sparks started flying out as the images began to appear. Memory after memory playing in front of you.
“What the fuck” You looked to your left to see Pea staring wide-eyed.
“Oh shit, Pea go back to sleep baby”
“What the fuck was that Y/N”
“What was what baby, you woke up that’s all”
“Don’t fucking do that, and don’t tell me I am dreaming”
“But…”
“what the fuck just came out of your fingertips”
“Uhm, magic”
“Wait, wait repeat that?”
“Pea, I’m a witch”
“No fucking way”
“Yeah, I uh, fuck I wanted to tell you sooner, but in my family it was always a don’t tell never knowing who anyone was or what they would do if they found out and it’s not that I don’t trust you because I do but if I was to tell you I was afraid I’d put you in danger and…”
“Hey, hey. It’s okay, I’m not mad”
“Your not?”
“Hell no my girlfriend is a badass witch, what else can you do”
“Well mostly I just use my magic to heal people”
“Wait is that why you work with your mom in the clinic? Is she a witch?”
“No, actually my dad is a warlock my mom is mundane”
“Wait, your dad?”
“Mhm”
“Wow, so is your dad a healer too”
“Kind of, see every witch can pretty much do base magic of every kind, but witches pick specialties, my dads is combat, he uses his spells and potions to aid the serpents during fights and stuff”
“So your dad is combat and you are healing, why healing”
“Cause of you, I needed to get good, that time you almost died and I wasn’t strong enough to heal you quite literally almost killed me for many reasons”
“Wait, when we were 13?”
“Yeah when you got into that fight with Malachai, when he had hit you with his barbed wire bat he cut an artery, and you almost died. I tried healing you but I wasn’t strong enough too, and while I was trying I almost died, my dad had to stop me. See his specialty is combat but he is a higher warlock so he can call upon others to come, we had someone else come and heal you. I didn’t save you that night, and I couldn’t go through that again, I literally laid on the floor while I watched him try to heal you it took a few tries and… I decided I needed to be a healer, to help people, but also to always help you”
“You almost died trying to save me? Y/N I… you should never have done that if you would have died…”
“Well we don’t have to worry about that anymore”
“Ok, hey, what were you doing when I woke up?”
“Watching my memories”
“Wait you can watch your memories? Like a TV?”
“Yeah I can watch mine and I can watch other people’s as well”
“I don’t wanna push but would…”
“Yeah Pea, I can” one thing about you and Pea is that you always knew what each other was thinking you knew what he wanted. You held his hand waving your other purple sparks flying as the image of him and his mother running around the yard with his grandmother watching flashed in front of you” You looked over as a tear slipped out of his eye. You shut off the memory, enough is enough for one night, memories can overwhelm people and you did not have the strength to continue on knowing his next memory could very well be the unit coming to his door to tell him his mother passed in combat.
“Why did you stop”
“Figure that’s enough for tonight”
“Can I see a memory of us, when we were little”
“Of course baby”
You fell asleep laughing, switching between memories of yours and his, reminiscing about the times you spent together. It was nice to be able to share something about yourself with someone who you love. He was now the only person who knew besides your parents.
