Time Bomb

“I don’t want to have sex with Grace I just like her and her boobs. I don’t think that’s wrong.” He told her, opening the blood pop and starting to suck on it. “Besides you’re not as fun.” 

“I’m not fun and yet you’re here.” She rolled her eyes at him as she leaned back in her seat. “Be nice to her.”

“You’re in my brother’s bar. Generally we like to make sure people have a good time here. Can I get you a drink?”

“Podmore? You’re the sister.” She looked over the woman, gaze hardening just slightly. “This place has gone to shit.”

He held up a blood pop, giving a shrug, “I was looking for Grace. I’m bored, Alecto is out. Grace has nice boobs. She’s better than most to hang around. My options are slim.”

She rolled her eyes, frowning at him. “Grace is off limits for you.” She said simply, placing the knife down before looking up at him. “She’s mine.”

“I’m perfectly fine. Why?”

“You look distressed.”

"Why would it matter if I was?"

“Ma’am - are you okay?”

"I'm perfectly fine. Why?"

“Someone seems deep in thought.”

"Not entirely. What do you want Amycus?"

Again Harley rolled her eyes at her. Once finished with the healing charms, she moved from the room to the kitchen. Grabbing an array of potions, she mixed them once she made it back into the room. “Drink this,” she mumbled, moving to sit with Grace’s head in her lap.

Grace made a face as she drank whatever Harley was giving her. “It tastes horrible.”

"Shut it." She ran her fingers through Grace's hair slowly, feeling for any wounds that might have been there. "It'll help with the pain."

“Quit moving, you baby.” She rolled her eyes before taking the pillow away from her face. Harleen pulled her wand out, casting various healing spells and charms.

Grace pouted a the pillow was pulled away. “Don’t talk unless you’re telling me how much you love me. I hurt too much.”

Again Harley rolled her eyes at her. Once finished with the healing charms, she moved from the room to the kitchen. Grabbing an array of potions, she mixed them once she made it back into the room. "Drink this," she mumbled, moving to sit with Grace's head in her lap.

“As much as I like that plan, I think you’re exaggerating, Grace.”

“I’m not babe. I feel horrible. I hate everything.” Grace whined pulling a pillow over her face.

"Quit moving, you baby." She rolled her eyes before taking the pillow away from her face. Harleen pulled her wand out, casting various healing spells and charms.

Harley moved to put her in her bed, nodding once. “Don’t cry, babycakes. I’ll get you fixed up.”

“I’m never going anywhere by myself again. I always end up getting into trouble.”

"As much as I like that plan, I think you're exaggerating, Grace."

Grace nodded as she started to cry. “No lectures right now.”

Harley moved to put her in her bed, nodding once. "Don't cry, babycakes. I'll get you fixed up."

“She saw me doing something unsavory. Everything hurts.”

“She saw me doing something unsavory. Everything hurts.”

“She saw me doing something unsavory. Everything hurts.”

“That wretched Podmore girl.”

“Why? How hurt are you?”