"Oh uh, 'ey there! The name's Lazarus, and this is my 'lil sister Martha. We've been stuck in this basement for God knows how long, runnin' away n' tryin' to stay safe. S'good to see a friendly face though! 'Least I... think you're friendly..."
M!A: Is a cyclops for 3 asks-Polythemus
Current status: "Where did my looks go?"
((RP/Ask blog - The Binding of Isaac OC))
Lilith shushed her, carrying the other girl bridal-style. “Yer not gonna almost kill Abel again before he gets home.”
"Ssh. S’been a long day."
Now that they were down the hill, it was only a short walk.
Abel grunted as he got up on his feet, placing his hands on Laz’s arms for support. He kept his hands on Laz’s arms as he had a feeling that if he tried to stand on his own, he’d just tumble over and fall on his head again. “N-no… nothing… broken.. I think..” He listened to Lilith and Eve squabble before turning to Laz and leaning his head against his chest. “Ithurtsandithurtsalot..haha..” He had no clue where they were. He just hoped it was a short walk home.
The two took a few steps together, each step nice and slow. It was only when Laz noticed how shaky and overall unstable Abel was that he stopped all together.
"Here." Carefully crouching down, he positioned himself in front of Abel, arms held out slightly. "Get on my back, I’ll carry you… Ya look pretty dizzy." He was cautious of the fact that Lilith might call him out on being a ‘copy-cat’ or something stupid like that if he picked Abel up as well, so instead, piggy-backs will suffice.
She did, in fact, catch Eve. ‘Catch’ discounting that she rolled and then sprang into the other girl’s arms to knock her back into the grass. This was an action that would’ve crushed every bone in her body at that speed if not for the fact that Eve weighed the same as a stick of butter.
"Yeah!! That was so much fun!" she called.
OW. OW . GRASS. ROCK. OW. Was all Abel felt until he felt himself colliding into what felt like a really warm wall at first but that thought was soon dismissed as he felt two arms wrap around him, shielding him from any further damage. His body ached and oh boy was his head giving him hell. Especially around the area where his scar is. Once the tumbling stopped, he attempted to sit up and look around. His whole world was spinning alright and his head was pounding. With a small whimper, he lied back on Laz’s chest. Fortunately he got a good enough look at Laz to know that he was the one who caught him.
"…E-..eegh… Thanks… Laz…" He was surprised that he hadn’t broken his nose or busted his own lip. Nah, just a few bruises and scratches here and there. He’ll be fiiiine.
He was a worried mess.
Laz carefully pushed apart Abel’s hair in a few places, inspecting for any deeper cuts that he couldn’t see. Luckily he found nothing to which he exhaled heavily, pulling himself back a little and gently cupping his face, glancing all around Abel’s body. A minor scratch here or there, nothing broken.
"Are you alright?! If anything hurts or is broken, please let me know. I- ah jeez."
After a quick and gentle kiss on the cheek, he readjusted his arms that were coiled around his body, assisting him to rise to his feet.
This was the point when she grabbed Laz’s wrist and began sprinting down the hill after them. She wasn’t just running, no, running was all she was. She couldn’t imagine not running. Her feet were zipping so quickly that if she stopped for an instant she’d be launched into orbit.
Also, they completely surpassed the two rolling girlfriends. Abel counted as a girlfriend.
Abel still kept rolling, he attempted many times to gain control and hopefully avoid all the pebbles and sticks on the ground. But that was just a huge flop as he’d always slip up and be tumbling down the hill harder than before. He caught a small glance at the two boyfriends (Lilith counts and you know it.) bolting past them. “H-HEY-…WHERE….ARE……YOU…..GOING….??!!!” Yelling while getting your face smashed in the ground was fun.
So he kept rolling along with the other girl.
Moron. Bully. He’d deal with her insults later- or maybe not. Most likely the latter.
Luckily for him his legs were long enough to keep up and with his new opened interest in track, it was just a matter of not slipping up and breaking his neck.
Bolting ahead and passing the tumbling duo, he soon weasled his wrist out of Lilith’s grasp and upon reaching the bottom of the hill he turned and with his current momentum, slid on his knees to intercept Abel’s downward tumble considering he was the closest in proximity and Laz had some trust that Lilith would take care of Eve.
Laz opened his arms wide and braced for impact, Abel soon colliding into him and almost immediately being trapped in a grasp similar to that of a bear hug. The two tumbled back a few feet, rolling across the grass and eventually skidding to a stop, Laz’s forearms protecting Abel’s head by shoving him into his chest like a makeshift helmet or just a meat shield.
"For once he’s right," Lilith said before bapping the freckled fgt on the head. "C’mon. The short way home is to roll down the hill."
And before she could ask if it was a joke, Eve broke free and began rolling.
"What. About the sucking face part or us going home?" Abel giggled, but before he could reply to Lilith. Eve was already off rolling down the hill and possibly to her death. "Huh- E-EVE NO! W-WAIT!" He got up as fast as he could and bolted down after her, unfortunately he was so focused on running after Eve he didn’t notice the little pebble on the ground and ended up tripping on it, face planting, and eventually rolling down after Eve uncontrollably. "AAAAAAAAAAAAA."
Hey, it’s only a slight concussion, right?
"Huh- g-GH" After Abel oh so kindly yoinked himself clear out of his grip, his body flopped forward and into the grass, getting a fresh mouthful of dirt and whatever creatures he could possibly name off the top of his head that he could potentially ingest and they’d make a colony in his lower intestin- Laz, that’s weird.
Instead of blissfully pondering that wonderful scenario, he spat out various slivers of grass before scrambling to his feet as well, however being well more cautious on his part of his descension.
"Maybe another time there would be less sucky parts," Lilith said, mentally adding ‘and not the sucky parts they like’.
Eve felt so frail and warm next to her. In the meantime, the faint trail of shooting stars evaporated into the night sky.
"Iunno man. I think both of you need to get to the ‘sucky part’." You painful lesbians. Abel laughed and turned his head to give Laz a small peck on the nose. ".. Ah.. but still. I think this was pretty fun.. hopefully next time will be less painful." He looked up at the beautiful night sky while placing a small hand on Laz’s back. ".. Probably should head home soon…"
"Mmnngh.. so soon?"
Despite briefly going cross-eyed from Abel’s gesture, he maintained a somewhat disappointed frown with the slightest hint of a blush to compliment. “Already? Has it really gotten that late…” He only sighed and shrugged, oh-so-smoothly draping an arm around Abel’s shoulders. Smooth, smooth.
They could say the grass was soft beneath them and they could fall asleep there, but Abel wouldn’t stop panting like the wimp he was.
Instead, Lilith snuggled up next to Eve and they looked up at the stars. It was a clear night and just chilly enough that the tips of their ears were a cold pink. Lilith took off her hat and plopped it on Eve’s head to keep her warm, but it sunk down over her eyes.
"Look!" she exclaimed when she freed her vision, "a shooting star!"
It was either that or a UFO.
"… Oh yeah!.. Either that or it’s a UFO planning to abduct us and stick things up our behinds!" He sat up and leaned against Laz. "… But I’m pretty sure it’s a shooting star, yeah. Positive. Hehee…." He stared up at the shining star as it flew across the beautiful night sky. "… You know… " Abel glanced at Laz, then looked over at the duo. "… I’m really glad we did this… I mean.. Sure, we had some issues and.. at times the air so awkward we could barely breath." He chuckled. "… It was still… really fun.. And I’m really glad I could do this with all of you." And with that, he turned his head and nuzzled Laz’s shoulder. "… I’d love to do it again…" But minus the lip busting and awkward toxic lesbian gas.
U…FO? Shooting star?
Best not question it, some things he could never really grasp the concept of.
He would speak up in agreement, but he’d be lying just a little bit. So instead, shuffling closer to Abel, he merely nestled his face into his hair. The texture was like jet black silk.