Post by newwwwusername on Feb 4, 2023 18:18:24 GMT
Requested by : trulysofa on Tumblr
Original request : hello! Mischa/noel canon divergence they all come back to life hurt/comfort?
Chronology : Post-canon divergence where they all come back to life
Karnak's wires started spraying sparks and the six kids held onto each other close, afraid of what would happen next.
Then, suddenly, they were standing in front of the Cyclone ride again.
"Get a move on" the tired theme park employee told them. There was no one in line behind them (it was a not busy day at a theme park in a small town), so Mischa just apologized to the man, told him they'd changed their minds, and quickly guided the others away to process.
Had any of it been real? The sudden pains all over their bodies and the scar across Jane's neck led them to believe it was, but it was just also so hard to believe.
While everyone else was distracted by their sudden aliveness, Mischa saw Noel running off to the restroom.
It was a small building (again, small town theme park) with two single-stall restrooms- One labeled "Men" and one labeled "Ladies". It was Noel, so Mischa couldn't be too sure, but he walked into the "Men" restroom and, sure enough, found Noel hunched over the toilet, retching.
"Oh, poet" Mischa said sadly, locking the door and kneeling next to the tenor, rubbing his back soothingly as he regurgitated what little carnival food he'd eaten into the toilet. "Is okay" the Ukrainian soothed. "We is okay"
"Fuck"
"I know" Mischa nodded. Noel shuddered, dry heaved a few more times, and then stopped, breathing heavily for a moment before he collapsed to the ground, rubbing the vomit off of his lips halfheartedly with his sleeve. He was shaking, so Mischa gingerly pulled him up into his lap and allowed him to sob. "We is okay"
"Nothing about this is okay" Noel cried, punching Mischa's chest. It didn't hurt. Mischa wasn't upset about it- He of all people knew how hard emotions like anger could be to grapple with. "We all died, and... And-"
"And we are living again" Mischa cut him off with a weak smile. "And we all at better, how you say, uh, understanding with self and friends"
"Still..." Noel muttered miserably, sobbing more into Mischa's shirt. There was a knock at the door and Noel stilled.
"Sorry!" Mischa called. "Food poisoning! Try girl room!" he lied. A grumble from some random guy was heard but then he seemingly gave up as they heard the Ladies' room door open and close. "Do you want to go find others or stay here little more?" Mischa asked the frail man in his arms. Noel hummed in consideration.
"We should probably find the others and get out of here" Noel reasoned, wiping away the rest of his tears on his not-vomit-soaked sleeve. Mischa smiled and nodded before standing and helping up the younger boy.
They would be okay.
Original request : hello! Mischa/noel canon divergence they all come back to life hurt/comfort?
Chronology : Post-canon divergence where they all come back to life
Karnak's wires started spraying sparks and the six kids held onto each other close, afraid of what would happen next.
Then, suddenly, they were standing in front of the Cyclone ride again.
"Get a move on" the tired theme park employee told them. There was no one in line behind them (it was a not busy day at a theme park in a small town), so Mischa just apologized to the man, told him they'd changed their minds, and quickly guided the others away to process.
Had any of it been real? The sudden pains all over their bodies and the scar across Jane's neck led them to believe it was, but it was just also so hard to believe.
While everyone else was distracted by their sudden aliveness, Mischa saw Noel running off to the restroom.
It was a small building (again, small town theme park) with two single-stall restrooms- One labeled "Men" and one labeled "Ladies". It was Noel, so Mischa couldn't be too sure, but he walked into the "Men" restroom and, sure enough, found Noel hunched over the toilet, retching.
"Oh, poet" Mischa said sadly, locking the door and kneeling next to the tenor, rubbing his back soothingly as he regurgitated what little carnival food he'd eaten into the toilet. "Is okay" the Ukrainian soothed. "We is okay"
"Fuck"
"I know" Mischa nodded. Noel shuddered, dry heaved a few more times, and then stopped, breathing heavily for a moment before he collapsed to the ground, rubbing the vomit off of his lips halfheartedly with his sleeve. He was shaking, so Mischa gingerly pulled him up into his lap and allowed him to sob. "We is okay"
"Nothing about this is okay" Noel cried, punching Mischa's chest. It didn't hurt. Mischa wasn't upset about it- He of all people knew how hard emotions like anger could be to grapple with. "We all died, and... And-"
"And we are living again" Mischa cut him off with a weak smile. "And we all at better, how you say, uh, understanding with self and friends"
"Still..." Noel muttered miserably, sobbing more into Mischa's shirt. There was a knock at the door and Noel stilled.
"Sorry!" Mischa called. "Food poisoning! Try girl room!" he lied. A grumble from some random guy was heard but then he seemingly gave up as they heard the Ladies' room door open and close. "Do you want to go find others or stay here little more?" Mischa asked the frail man in his arms. Noel hummed in consideration.
"We should probably find the others and get out of here" Noel reasoned, wiping away the rest of his tears on his not-vomit-soaked sleeve. Mischa smiled and nodded before standing and helping up the younger boy.
They would be okay.