I'm a Hazard to Myself

Barrel, 21, unfortunate assistant to Boogie and youngest brother to Shock and Lock. I'd say I'm going places, but I'm really not, I'm probably stuck here forever

[fearisafourletterword]

“What did I say -” her face fell and she turned her icy stare to him. “I lost the growlithe.”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Whoa dude” Barrel took a step back and held up his hands. “It was the game, that happens, not me” 

[ofhotheads-blog]

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[stealingeveryonesleftshoe]

“You know i’m not really sure. I don’t think it would? I’ve never really tried it.” Though he definitely should have thought of doing this sooner. They could do a test run. Or try and see if there was another type of tape. Stitch looked down, watching Barrel’s hands twist the wicks around one another and smiled. “That might work. Whatever we decide needs a test run first anyway. Let’s try this. Will it tie?”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Um” Barrel bit his lip and looked at the two wicks. He had just thought they could sit like that, wrapped around each other, but Stitch had a point, they should probably be tied. “Test run, lets just test run it” Barrel nodded and put the firework on the ground. If it didn’t work, it was just a test run. “Whenever you wanna go for it” He said stepping back from the firework. 

[meanest-girl-around]

The Mother We Share || Shock & Barrel

[meanest-girl-around]

After a long, silent moment, Barrel tipped backwards and sat on the ground. Letting out a sigh of relief that her brother had neither vomited nor turned to stone, Shock followed alongside him. Shock crossed her legs beneath her and wrapper her arms around her middle, as if holding onto herself would help her feel better. She paused her self-hug just long enough to pull their mother’s ID from her pocket and pass it over to Barrel.

“Here,” she said, staring blankly at the ID. “Her name is Helen.” It was ironic; their parents had such simple, ordinary names and yet their children sounded like they belonged in the circus to begin with. 

She was silent again at his questions. Did she remember? Shock did - but only a little. Trying to remember the last time she saw her parents was waking up and trying to remember a dream. She remembered holding Barrel. That was actually the most significant thing she remembered out of the whole ordeal; Shock was finally deemed old enough to hold her little brother, but it was just so she could hold him while her parents took off. She remembered sitting on the stone steps of the orphanage - though she didn’t recognize the building for what it was at the time. She remembered a woman dressed in all black holding her hand as she walked inside, and she remembered crying when they took Barrel away from her. Shock remembered looking back over her shoulder as they entered the building, but not seeing anything but the empty street outside.

“I don’t remember a lot,” she said finally, avoiding Barrel’s eyes. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him and not have the answers he wanted. “Just that they brought us to a really big building and drove off. They must have put our birth certificates in Lock’s backpack or something because they knew our names.”

Shock clenched her fists against her sides, her knuckles turning white. “Because they’re fuckheads,” she spat, allowing her anger to show for just a second.

“And we’re better off for it,” Shock said, her words sharp and laced with the venom of years of hate. As much as she pretended she had dealt with their situation, her resolve had never been tested like this before. Shock was torn between keeping calm for Barrel’s sake and actually storming the hotel where they were staying to find them and demand answers.

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Helen” Barrel repeated taking the ID from Shock. “Helen and Tim” He said, holding up the other ID he had. They were very clearly their parents, Barrel knew just by looking at the pictures. It was strange though, Helen and Tim had named their children Lock, Shock and Barrel. Had it been some kind of weird, twisted prank? Or maybe Lock, Shock and Barrel weren’t actually their names. This was too confusing. 

Shock answered his question, birth certificates in Lock’s backpack. That made sense, they’d grown up knowing their birthday’s too. Before this moment, Barrel had never questioned how he knew his birthday, seeing as he was an orphan and some of the kids didn’t. Although, where they ever actually orphans? If their parents where alive? 

“But you recognized them” Barrel said. “Enough to follow them out and steal these” He held up the ID’s. “Do you think-” Barrel paused. “Do you think they recognized us? Did they know we’re here?” For a split second, there was a hope in Barrel that maybe their parents had tracked them down to, apologize, because they wanted to be a part of their life again. But he knew that wasn’t possible, they’d given up the kids, they weren’t wanted them, why would they be wanted now?

The anger in Shock’s voice didn’t phase Barrel at all. He was use to her being angry and she had a very good reason for this anger. “Ya, we are” He agreed with her softly. Although Barrel wasn’t sure he actually believed that. Like any kid in an orphanage, Barrel had dreamed about one day his parents coming back for him. He’d thought about what their lives could have been like, and who’s to say it was better now then what it could have been? 

[stealingeveryonesleftshoe]

Stitch practically grinned at this reaction, biting down on his lip to keep from laughing. Not because it was funny. But because seeing this side of Barrel made him happy. “Let’s do it. Let’s do it.” He hummed, looking over the fireworks. “Some of the wicks are shorter though it might go off too soon.” He looked up at him. “Duct tape?”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

Barrel looked at the wicks, biting his lip in thought. “Would duct tape burn?” He asked, looking back over to Stitch. That seemed like a good idea, but Barrel didn’t know if it would work, or where they would find duct tape, although finding it shouldn’t be the hard part. “What if we like-” Barrel grabbed two fireworks and wrapped the shorter wick around the longer one. “So like, the flame will be on the longer one for longer so they go off at the same time? Maybe?”  

[sillyxlittlexgirl-blog]

Her face flushed bright red when Barrel laughed at her, feeling silly that she’d been so startled. As he lit the new sparkler, the girl inched closer, nervously taking the stick from him, careful to pick it up exactly where he was holding it, “You promise it won’t hurt me?” she asked, nervous to move from where she was ridgedly standing.

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“So long as you touch the flame, or I guess the sparks, you’ll be perfectly fine” Barrel nodded reassuringly. His own sparkler was nearing it’s end and he dropped it on the ground, stomping on it as it burnt out. “I think we’ll stay away from the Morning Glories for now” Barrel laughed avoiding picking up one of the larger pink sparklers and grabbing another grey one. If Eilonwy had freaked out over a sparkler, Barrel didn’t see her doing well with a mini firework on a stick. “You want another one?”

[fearisafourletterword]

“Don’t speak, don’t think, don’t even breathe. There’s a growlithe right there.” 

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“I don’t think me reacting is gonna drive it away, the game doesn’t work like that” 

[sillyxlittlexgirl-blog]

“I’ve never tried them before.” she told him, taking the little grey stick and studying it curiously, her fingers running up the thin, aluminum handle up to a thicker grey part that felt similar to sandpaper. When the lad offered the flame, she held the thick end towards him, blue eyes full of wonder as to what might happen when it “sparkled”. 

When the flame ignited it, the initial spark startled her. She’d been unaware that it was suppose to spark like that, that that was the whole point. Fearful after that first spark that it would hurt her, she yelped and dropped it to the dry dirt at their feet, nearly jumping out of her skin to put some distance between herself and the seemingly dangerous metal stick. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but looking at Barrel, lighting his so calmly, she started feeling self conscious seeing how he wasn’t afraid of the erratic “sparkle” at all. 

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Oh shit” Barrel couldn’t help but laugh when Eilonwy dropped the stick and jumped away. “It’s not gonna hurt you” He laughed grabbing another one and used his lit sparkler to light it. “Just don’t touch the thick part or you’ll burn yourself, but the metal is perfectly safe” He held out the new, already lit sparkler to Eilonwy, hoping that she wouldn’t freak out again, still laughing to himself. “And see, you can like play around with it” Barrel said and waved his around. 

[wendyish]

“It just so happens that today is my birthday.”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Your birthday?! Happy Birthday!” Barrel reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of candy. “Here! Have some birthday candy!” 

[wendyish]

“..Guess what day it is!”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“The day that you tell me what day it is” 

[stealingeveryonesleftshoe]

“Yes.” He grinned, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet. “I mean, fair but…maybe we could attach the little ones to the ones you shoot up into the sky and see what happens? Might explode but it would look cool.”He eagerly swiped the lighter out of his hand after setting down the firework he’d been holding, flicking it on for a moment. “Don’t mind if I do. Let’s light ‘em up.”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh” Barrel was now copying Stitch’s bouncing at the suggestion. “Because then when the big one is in the sky, then like the fountain will go off, oh my gosh” He gave a full jump. “That would be so cool!” Barrel paused. “Ok but, but wait, how?” He asked, examining the fireworks he was holding. “Do we like, intertwine, whoa big word, the two black string things and then set it off or like, ya I don’t know” 

[wendyish]

“Barrel, are you alright?” Wendy questioned, brow furrowed, as she rose from her mat. It was easy to tell there was something off, though Wendy couldn’t be sure what was bothering him. Still, she worried. Barrel was a good person, for what she knew of him, and so the idea that he might be upset troubled Wendy. Still, she didn’t miss his curiosity over what she’d been doing, and if he didn’t want to talk about it, the least she could do was help him take his mind off of it by distracting him with other things.

“It is yoga.” She nodded, giving him a gentle smile. “I can teach you, if you’d like.”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Ya I’m fine, why- why wouldn’t I be?” Barrel tried a smile, which turned into a yawn. “Sorry” He said, covering his mouth and quickly shaking his head, as if that would wake him up. “I’m not usually up this early.” In reality, Barrel usually didn’t stay up this late, but here he was.

“Cool” He nodded with an actual smile this time. “Although I’m probably not gonna be any good at it cause I have a lot of- a lot of these” He waved his arms, his eyes starting to close. The tired was really taking over, and all of a sudden too. “Oh my gosh” He said, lightly slapping his face and jumping up a little, trying to wake himself up. “Let’s go, what’s first?”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

📞

✆ for an ex headcanon 

Barrel has “technically” been in four relationships now, the one he is currently in, two at the Carnival and one when he was twelve. When Barrel was twelve years old, there was a new girl at school who liked spiders and dark green. Because green was also Barrel’s favorite color and spiders were pretty cool too, Barrel decided they should date, because that’s what you do in 7th grade. Somehow Barrel was successful in getting this girl to be his girlfriend. They hung out a lot, mutually decided they should kiss once, enjoyed each other’s company, and kissed a few more times. They lasted into 8th grade, until Barrel was running away with Shock and Lock. Barrel had left her with not much more then a “I’m leaving tonight so uh, I guess bye?”

When Barrel had finally gotten his hands on a smartphone, he looked her up a few times, out of curiosity. From what he saw she’s been doing fine, still enjoys spiders and dark things and might be engaged, he’s not sure. 

[lunarchld]

Relationship Headcanons

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✆ for an ex headcanon 

[merida-darkarrows-blog]

“Ok before we even begin to figure out what ones to set off first” Merida looked at the pile at her feet. “You’re like 12, how did you get your hands on all of this?” leaning down she picked one up and inspected it, it was real of course and she slowly put it back down. The excitement of causing some mayhem and fireworks was building up over her curiosity on where her friend at gotten all of them from.

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“I’m the complete opposite of 12, I am 21″ Barrel rolled his eyes at Merida. “And I got my hands on these, the same way I get my hands on almost everything I own” He gave her a smirk. “But none of that matters! Because here they are and we are going to set them off!” Barrel grabbed one of the rockets and put his lighter to it, aiming it away from them before letting go of it. “’Murica!” 

[sillyxlittlexgirl-blog]

Eilonwy looked at the mound of mini pyrotechnics  with nervous excitment. She’d seen fireworks before and she knew that the 4th of July was a big thing in the States, but she never had done them herself and she wasn’t sure what any of them actually did, “I have no idea. I’ve never done fireworks before.” she admitted, boucning on the balls of her feet.

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“We can start small” Barrel laughed and rummaged through the pile to find a pack of sparklers. “Here” He handed Eilonwy one. “You ever done sparklers before? It’s just gonna, sparkle I guess, and you can like twirl it around or whatever, that seems to be what people do” Barrel lit the lighter and put the flame to the sparkler he’d given Eilonwy, before lighting one for himself. 

[stealingeveryonesleftshoe]

“Apparently so.” He flashed him a smile, still toying with the wick. Fireworks weren’t as destructive as the kinds of explosives he normally played around with but. They blew up. They were pretty. And with the right person they were fun. “Alright alright you got me there I got ahead of myself.” He grinned, looking over everything again. “Should we start with the small ones? Work our way up?”

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Let’s do like- five at a time” Barrel said, grabbing a random selection of five fireworks. “And see what happens, because some of the small ones are really stupid like the fountains” He nudged a small fountain with his foot. “It like, sparkles a little and that’s it” Barrel had just grabbed whatever he could get his hands on and hadn’t actually looked at the fireworks until now. “You wanna do it?” He held out the lighter to Stitch and started walking a few steps away from the pile to place the five.