#wovenrook

[numiha]

Post-S7 au where W!Hook could summon Rumple as a tame guardian wraith-like creature once in a while to help him with stuff.

[gwenore]

Glitched.

I am a bit late for @nropay‘s birthday, or at least in most parts of the world, but have a little ficlet in the Glitched-universe with Wovenrook.  Happy 18th!

A rather beat up old car rolled to a stop before the town sign in the evening light. Jones glanced over at his partner who looked like the coffee he had picked up on the last gas station had personally offended him.

“Well there we are…” he mentioned towards the sign.

“Still haven’t heard anything from the one who uploaded the video?” he said in a gruff voice. Glancing into the backseat where Tilly were sitting on her phone.

“Nah, no luck there… she has been completely offline since she uploaded,” the teenager shrugged her shoulders. “You don’t think anything happened to her do you?”

Weaver fell silent, feeling Jones’ eyes looking at him as well.

“I don’t know…” he finally said with a low voice.

“So… let us say that we actually find this thing… what shall we do?” Jones said as he started to drive on into town.

“That all depends on what it is,” Weaver gritted his teeth as he tried to take another sip of his coffee. He felt Tilly’s hands grabbed the sides of his seat as she leaned her face between him and her dad.

“So uncle Weaver… have you encountered something like this before? I mean… you have seen like anything haven’t you?”

Weaver shook his head.

“I mean I am old, but that doesn’t mean that I have seen everything,” he gave an amused chuckle. Driving through the rows of houses the three passengers fell a bit silent. It seemed normal enough.

“Well… seems it is contained,” Jones commented as he continued to look around.

“For now…” Weaver commented as he continued to observe the street. “Tilly… when we find where this thing is… you are to stay at the car.”

“I know, I know,” Tilly remembered well when she had disobeyed and it had nearly ended badly. Weaver just managed to kept her form being pulled into the other side. He still had quite the scar on his shoulder from the event.

However as they drove through they noticed that several of the street lamps were destroyed, the bulbs having seemingly blown up.

“Jeez… what the hell happened here?” Jones asked, cocking his head.

“I would bet that it has something to do with our little… problem…” Weaver noticed as he looked around.

They then noticed that there was a street which seemed affected.

“Hmm…” Weaver murmured as he looked around, pulling out a device. It let out a crackle and then a loud humming sound with a low peeping sound.

“Something here?” Jones asked.

“Drive up the street again,” Weaver didn’t even look up.

Jones simply nodded his head as he made a u-turn. The beeping grew louder and louder until they came to an apartment complex where the sound became almost unbearable. Weaver mentioned for them to stop turning off the sound so their eyes wouldn’t start to bleed.

“That thing hasn’t made such an infernal sound before!” Jones rubbed the side of his face.

“Which is rather worrying,” Weaver commented. “It must be a very powerful entity… I am not even sure if we should confront it. Perhaps it is just better we find somewhere to turn in for the night…”

“Uh… uncle Weaver?” Tilly nudged his shoulder making him glance at her.

“What is it Tilly?” he raised his brow.

“Is it supposed to do that?” she pointed at the device in his lap.

“Hmm?”

Looking down it was insistently blinking forward. Looking up he saw a brown haired woman walk down the street, a bag over her shoulder, looking like she had come out from the apartment complex. However… what made it certainly that she was the one that she had been looking for was that there was another shadow on the wall next to her own, very visible due to the sun’s low position.

The shadow of a man… which seemed to glitch.

“There it is!” Jones insisted attempting to push in the paddle, but the car let out a fizzle before it stopped. He tried once again to step on the paddle, but the car was dead.

“It killed my car!” he slammed his hands on the steering wheel.

Weaver leaned back, feeling very worried about what they were up against.

[nropay-is-moving]

I'm sitting here, think about Woven Rook fluff.

Something like...

Weaver doing the paperwork and Rogers sneak up on him and hug him from behind, the younger man ended up get pinned against the wall.

...the image is so cute and very funny in my head.

[nropay-is-moving]

I tried so hard to keep that dabble of mine platonic and didn't make Rogers seem to have a cruch/being in love with Weaver....

...now I just sitting here and think how much it will hurt if I write them to be in love but Weaver was in denied and Rogers was afraid because he only see his partner with women and doesn't know his partner was bi and like guys too...

...hah....

....now I'm hurt.