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Here’s Some Fluff for Christmas
(In which after the Kill Jaksepticeye video, Henrik returns home to the other egos different.)
It starts with Mavin timidly asking for Henrik to make him breakfast.
Mavin slowly peeks through the crack in the door before stepping through himself. The small magician throws open the door to the doctor's battered heart and begins to patch Henrik up. It's funny, the doctor thinks, he was the doctor and even he knew he was long past repair.
But Marvin refused to give up,
Chase was the only other ego who knew how to make good food, and he was still recovering. Or, at least that what he thought.
Marvins voice is quiet, not scared but unable to force his anxiety down. Henrik doesn't respond, he can't. He can't do this, not yet.
Its starts with Jackaboys hand on his shoulder as Henrik lies down.
Jackaboys voice is firm, "You need to eat, please, you're a doctor. You know this isn't healthy" The void in Henrik's chest lessens its hold on his heart as Jackaboy refuses to let go. The doctor sits up and breathes. Jackaboy kneels down to Henrik's level and waits for him to calm down. He rubs circles on Hendriks back as he motions for Chase to get out. Henrik isn't ready to face him yet.
It starts with Chase bringing him a plate of waffles.
Chases movements are careful, as he tries to be as non-threatening as possible. Thankfully Schneep doesn't put up a fight as he eats as slowly as possible. The silence is deafening, and Chase is almost afraid Henrik will never speak to him again when the Doctor finally looks up.
His eyes.
His eyes have a sharp edge to them like newly shattered glass, Darkly tinted glass that can no longer reflect the light of all the good in the doc. It's heartbreaking. But then something changes, The sharp glass that had been put up as a defense wavered, then begin to melt, dripping down in the form of tears as Henriks' eyes blurred, and he fell apart...
And Chase was there to catch him.
So was Jackaboy,
So was Marvin.
But would it be enough?
His heart heals when Marvins face lights up in the morning,
It was 6:00 am but he woke up and got dressed quickly for he had a job to do. It was nice to step outside his dark musty room after hiding himself away for so long. But there was still that fear,
what is he's waiting around the corner?
What if he's behind you?
He shoved his fears away, for now, he was in the kitchen to do something. To make up for something, And that's how he had ended up here, with french toast in the pan cooking and Marvin absolutely beaming at him.
"Di-Did you make that for me?"
The small magician's tone makes Henriks heart ache but he refuses to smile. He can't.
"Didn't you ask me too?"
Marvin falters.
"A week ago, I didn't know you were going to actually make me something!"
"Well..."
Henrik effortlessly flips the french toast one more flip before transferring it from the pan to the plate where two more perfect slices just like it await.
"Syrups on the table."
His heart heals when Jackaboy slings an arm around him to support himself. Henrik is almost angry. Even as his emotions slowly are being rediscovered, He cannot escape the urge to protect, to help the others who he had dared to call his own, to fix their injuries. He had never called them his own in front of them of course. They would never understand.
Henriks attention is brought back to reality by Jackaboy coughing up red. Jackaboys image turns to him as everything else fades t
The slit throat and laughing and help me hep em he me heko jakck hepl jack hel jakc hekaja
WHY ARE YOU ALL STARING? HELP JAC
"Henrik!"
What if he isn't done?
What if Jack never comes back?
What if
"Henrik!"
"I'm sorry! I-i... I got distracted. I..."
It's a lie to say he's alright.
"Come here, Jackaboy. Let me patch you up."
Henrik pretends not to notice the way the hero stays as close as he can to him.
His heart heals when Chase refuses to let him go.
He had a bad day, that's all it was. It was all it was supposed to be. A single bad day, but before he knows it the tears running down his face slip into sobs, then screams, then he can't breathe, he canyt rbetahhe caysnt bretahe.
"Schneep, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
His own hands are ripped from his throat, Chase screaming at him, He's scared. He is so scared.
Warmth floods his senses. He breathes in.
He breathes out.
He's shaking and terrified but he knows he's safe. He doesn't know how, but he is.
There's a hand running through his hair, untangling the knots, smoothing out the shattered bits of himself and he breathes.
There's a hand rubbing circles on his back, smiling and bringing him back to reality, keeping him grounded and he breathes.
He's being held, He's being loved. He's safe. He is safe,
With Marvin, Jackaboyman, and Chase. The people he cared about most, his family.
And for once the 'What If's don't cause fear,
What if he's still inside your mind?
Then they will be there to help you when he resurfaces.
What if Anti doesn't give Jack back?
Then we can take him back together.
What if you are never fixed?
I don't need to be fixed to be loved.
Okay, so Marvin can be a little crazy but in the end I think he’s a gentlemen when you get down to it. I think he would do different styles of Latin dance (Tango, Salsa, etc) all with a rose that he does magic tricks on while you dance together.
Schneep had a wife so we can assume he had a wedding. I think before the wedding he learned and excelled at the waltz and other ballroom dances. Because of this, He and Marvin make great dance partners.
Chase probably does hip hop influenced by punk music.
Jackaboyman does Swing dancing and nobody can convince me otherwise.
Robbie probably does some sort of interactive dance.
Topic of the Day
Each Ego (jacksepticeye and Markiplier) is good at (one or more) type/types of dancing. Anti preferred dance is hip-hop, especially break dancing.
Thoughts?
(I’ll tag some people I think might be interested. @authorsathenaeum @monsterinatophat @myhomosexuallyfakeromance @thedarkenedkeeper )