EDGE OF GLORY

We’re on the verge of fucking sentient robots and you mean to tell me there’s no technology to predict earthquakes? I didn’t mean to snap at you, okay, I’m trying not to be so confrontational. It’s…new for me.

There’s some things just meant to be an eternal mystery.

You’re talking like it’s a supernatural phenomena and not Mother Nature taking a shit on us, Oliver.

We can’t really predict earthquakes, Pan, so that’s pretty much as supernatural as it gets when it comes to weather. Don’t go busting my balls over verbiage.

I know this may cause her some uncomfortable agony, but she knows it’s what’s best for her and our home. Whatever it is you were planning with Enzo, this needs to be done as quickly as possible before Ainsworth even catches a whiff and makes another unexpected move. Trust me, darling, I’d do the same for you as I would for my children, but yes, there’d be nothing left before Drake had his chance.

I’ll gather the troops, make sure no one gets in or out of Newford without your say so or my say so. As for Ainsworth, best thing I think to do is tear him apart from the inside out slowly before going full attack. I hear the Beckett kid’s cousin Mady is his psychiatrist, so I’d start with her.

Good. As for Sebastian, removing Madyson as help could work with starting his own spiral of self-destruction. The only other way we have to hurt him is with Ryan, but we are not to use her, Enzo. Drake and their mom would fillet us alive if she was used like this, especially after they just got her back.

I’m only going into time out if you’re coming with me.

And yet, you’re so opposed to adult musicals. 

Deal. Don’t go acting out now, then I’ll know this was all a ploy for me to take time off.

Oh.

I wouldn’t exactly categorize it as providing assistance, sounds like I’m conspiring or something, but Sebastian’s my patient. That’s put me in a difficult position on more than one occasion. It’s just…his mind is fragile and if I stop treatment then I’ve wasted that time and progress.

King of the bothering is more like.

Your cousin’s in a coma, the faction is scrambling, and Ainswoth is still walking around with his head still attached. How do you think I’m doing?

I heard you were looking for me, Mr. Vincent.

Anything I can help you with?

Straight down to business, I see.

She certainly didn’t get that from me, it’s not as if I’m her mother or anything. For her sake, we need to consider what the next step is for the faction. Ryan knows that this was an act of war and even if she can’t think of such matters, I’ll let her do it for any input. That’s ultimately your decision, Oliver, but Ryan may need the distraction.

While we all just what, sit here and take one day at a time twiddling our thumbs until there’s an update? I tried that before.

You can twiddle your thumbs. I’m going to figure out what we need to do next as a faction. The Ainsworth’s need to realize that they can’t just get away with an attack on our home.

How can I when I have you looking after me? I’ll never stop trying at least. 

That, and it gives you an excuse to watch those cartoons you pretend you don’t like.

Damn straight. You can keep doing what you’re doing, but the moment that I see you’re too tired or that you’re stressing, I’m going to put you in time out.

The cook’s been out of a job for weeks with the platters dropped at our doorstep. 

Hanging in as well as I can, honey. I’ve been keeping myself strong for Abel and Ryan…she does nothing but blame herself. No matter how I tell her differently.

Sounds about right.

You better have a goddamn good reason for bothering me.

Not to be a dick.

Just call me Captain Bothersome, then.

I’ve been just so overwhelmed by the outpouring of sympathies recently.

I don’t think I’ve ever eaten so much casserole in my life. How are you holding up, Auntie?

It’s the least I can do, for you, Ryan and Drake. There shouldn’t be strain if there doesn’t have to be.

The doctors are hopeful it shouldn’t be long. I hope you don’t mind, but I said we’d take Abel tonight. Romona had something she needed to do, but she didn’t say what, it sounded pretty important.

It’s what you do best, but just don’t stretch yourself too thin. I don’t want you to go through extreme lengths for us, not at your own expense.

I can’t keep living each day twiddling my thumbs and feeling so helpless. It helps no one.

Cora... there’s not a lot that we can do right now. We all just have to take it one day at a time.