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Im [name].
“I’m [name].”
They stared. Completely distracted, flustered, awed. “I’m so gay.” Then they realised what they’d said. “Oh, god. I mean-”
The other’s lip curled, a flicker of all too gorgeous amusement on their face. “You know, I can’t ask you out on a date before you tell me your name, I’m so gay.”
They were screwed. Officially screwed.
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Whumper torturing whumpee with a shock collar? Even better if caretaker is watching. ❤
Do I really have to make a new plot for every single one of these requests? Yes. Yes, I do. Will there ever be conclusions to these plots? No. No, there won’t.
“Boss? There’s something here you might want to see.”
Caretaker raises their eyes from their work to one of their teammates. They’re standing at the door of the office, holding a flashdrive.
“And what’s that?”
“It’s the footage from that warehouse we stormed yesterday.”
“Is there a lead to where they might have gone?”
“No. We managed to get a couple of license plates, but that was about it. But… There’s something else in this footage. You just… You have to see it.”
They go around the table and plug the flash drive into the computer. Thirty days of footage are divided into sixty files. The team mate clicks one of them, jumping to a certain point in time. When the cursor scrubs the player, Caretaker sees quick movements around the warehouse, until team mate finally stops.
There is one chair in the middle of the warehouse, directly under a light. There is one person sitting on it, fighting restraints. Their face is battered, and they’re leaning like they can’t hold the weight of their own body. They raised their face, like they’re looking for a way out. Caretaker grabs the arms of their chair, losing their breath.
“Whumpee.” They look at their team mate, looking for a confirmation. “They’re alive?”
Whumpee had gone missing three months before. Their apartment was torn down, there was blood all over. When they weren’t found, Caretaker had assumed the worst.
“I don’t know, boss.” They say, without moving their eyes from the screen. “But they definitely were three days ago. Take a look.”
Someone arrives, walking slowly, cockily. Caretaker’s hands close into fists. They’d know that silhouette anywhere.
“Whumper,” they growl.
And it is them. Whumpee freezes when they see them, sinking into the chair.
“Not again. I told you, I... ”, Caretaker hears, although the audio is bad. They raise the volume on the computer.
“No. No, no, no…” Whumper shakes their finger, shushing Whumpee. “You’ve told me nothing. And I told you that nothing is inacceptable. So I thought we could try something different.”
Whumpee starts to struggle again and Caretaker feels like cheering them on like a football coach would. They know this was days ago and if Whumpee had managed to escape, their team mate would have been able to track them. But knowing Whumpee is alive again… It’s almost too much hope to bear.
Ignoring their fight to escape, Whumper takes something out of their pocket, unravelling it. Caretaker squints to see, but from afar it looks like a strap of fabric with some sort of device attached to it.
“What is that?” Whumpee asks, right on cue.
“Ah, you’ll find out.” They obscure Whumpee for a second, hovering over them. Caretaker tries to see what they’re doing, why Whumpee is screaming and thrashing. Then, Whumper steps aside and Whumpee spits on the ground next to them.
“Are you kidding?! A collar?! Did you just collar me, you sick bastard?”
“I’d say it’s what you deserve. If you had been more collaborative, this wouldn’t have to happen. I’m just trying to make ends meet.” Whumper takes something else out of their pocket and shakes it in front of their face. “Are you familiar with these?”
“No. I’m not a psychopath! What is this shit?”
Whumper sighs.
“It’s for other people concerned about non collaborative animals.” They press a button and Whumpee lets out a scream. Caretaker almost jumps out of their chair. Whumper merely laughs. “Sorry, did I startle you? I think you got the gist of it now, didn’t you?”
“What kind of collar is this?” Whumpee tries to look down, but it’s too tight for them to see anything.
“A shock collar. For disobedient pets. Of course, bigger pets require bigger shocks. I had someone make some changes for me.” Whumper pushes the button again, just for the joy of it.
Whumpee screams louder than before, their body lifting slightly from the metal chair. When Whumper let go of the button, they fell to it, breathless, head sinking forward.
Caretaker slams their fist against the table.
“How long does this go on for?”
Their team mate swallows.
“A while.” They scrub over the next scenes. The shocking goes on and on for at least thirty minutes. Team mate finally pauses. “I- What… What should we do? What are the orders?”
Caretaker rubs their face.
“Find them. End Whumper. What it’s always been.”
“But… If they’re keeping hostages now… They could force us to retreat.” Team mate retrieves the flashdrive. “If it was between Whumpee and the mission… Could you do it?”
Caretaker feels their heart twisting. It was a twist much like the ones they felt every single night they went to sleep thinking they’d never see Whumpee again, that they were gone for good. They know what Team Mate is asking, and they’re right. The mission should always be first.
Caretaker stands up and extends their hand to their team mate. The other took it.
“Take care of the team for me.”
“W- What? What are you— What will you…”
Caretaker takes out their insignia and their weapon, leaving them on the table.
“I’m going rogue.”
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Ohp- oh no. Don't torture Caretaker, Whumpee will be sad!
Whumpee paced up and down, leaving a trail on the dirt road as they peeked out from under the arch of the bridge, didn't spot anyone yet, and walked back again, almost in a constant circle. They fiddled with the phone in their hands, checked their messages again.
Caretaker - 08.13 Will meet you there. On my way.
Well, hurry... They didn't feel comfortable here. They'd never been here before, didn't even know it existed, and not a soul had walked past yet. But it didn't take long before they heard footsteps approaching and Whumpee lit up.
"There you are! What too--" They stopped dead in their tracks. Fell back a step. Breath faltering and voice weak as they brought out, "What are you doing here?"
Whumper strode up and merely gave a shrug. "Well, what are you?"
"I'm waiting for Caretaker! And he'll be here soon so you'd better--"
"What a coincidence," Whumper cut over them. "Because Caretaker..." he pulled a phone from his pocket and Whumpee immediately recognised the case, "...is also waiting for you."
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This is very true, be more like little kids!
Wish I had resources like this when I was a teenager. Reblogging because I hope someone who was in a situation like mine was makes it out alive.
