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“At least I’m not an asshole.” He wrapped his arms around the blankets and Rudy’s figure and squeezed so that he was squishing him even more. For a moment, he yet again considered other options but decided the best option was to surrender. He sighed and loosened his grip before speaking. “I’ll get off you if you let me under the blankets, I’m cold too. I won’t lick you, promise.”

“You’re the one sitting on me, last I checked,” Rudy muttered, though he actually wasn’t that angry. He just let the man squeeze him again, knowing Seth couldn’t do much harm. “Wow, this was just a ploy to snuggle with me? You’re shit at this,” he said, though he began to rethink this. Maybe it had something to do with the illness. “If your tongue comes anywhere near me, I will kick you off of the bed. Alright?”

“Last time I checked, you weren’t a guy,” Rudy hissed. He honestly didn’t understand why the school allowed this, but it wasn’t something he was going to worry about too much. Not when he could take care of it himself. He ignored the following comment from Tony, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing he had bothered him. But the water was too much. He turned around and grabbed Tony’s arm, pushing him into the paper towel dispensers. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Blankets. My blankets and all the other blankets we own. Fuck you.” He tapped his foot angrily and started heading towards his brother’s bed. Without hesitation, he picked up the blankets at his brothers feet, piled them on top of Rudy, then laid down on him so that he was squished beneath him. “There, now you’re squished underneath all the fucking blankets in the fucking house. That’s what you get for being an ass!”

“Aw, harsh words,” Rudy said with a laugh, shaking his head as his brother came closer. He wasn’t really that angry, was he? He didn’t know what the man was doing until it was too late, and pretended to protest. “No,” he said, curling more into the blankets he had around himself. “Actually, you know, I’m pretty comfy,” he said with a smile, looking up at his brother.

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“I know you took all my blankets.” Seth yelled, hoping Rudy would hear him from wherever he was in the tiny house. He slammed the linen closet door closed and stomped upstairs in hopes of finding Rudy and the missing blankets. “I’m a dying man, I have nothing to lose so you better give me my blankets back! I’m coming to get you!” Part of him was trying to be playful even though he really did want his blankets back.

Rudy wondered how it had taken Seth so damn long to find out that he had indeed taken his blankets. And not just Seth’s blankets, but every blanket that he could possibly find. Snuggled up in his own bed with a smile on his face, he rolled over to face his door. He was cocooned in at least four blankets, and the rest of them were lying at his feet. “What were you looking for?” he asked in a singsong voice, hoping his brother could find him. Because he wasn’t moving anywhere anytime soon. 

“You will. Not soon. But I promise you that I’ll kill you myself for touching my little girl.” Whether it was tomorrow or years from now, Sarah was going to fulfill that promise or die trying. Rudy’s opinion wasn’t going to change anything though. Both she and Helena were valuable. “She has a child, an’ I’m not sick. Your blood didn’t work. Looks like mum fucked up on that little experiment. You sure she knows what she’s doing? Because the blind are leading the blind here.” She wanted him to snap, to leave himself vulnerable. Even if it gave her a second to try and get away. “They would of cut him up, but you could of given him a proper burial. Instead, he got dumped just like the creep he was.”

“Scary,” Rudy teased, still not convinced she could do much of anything against him. He didn’t think that her threats meant anything. The little girl was nowhere to be found, so he didn’t think it meant anything anymore. “She knows exactly what she’s doing. This was what she expected. There’s something special about you, Sarah Manning. I just don’t know what it is,” he said. That was why he was here, honestly. He wanted to know why she wasn’t dead. “Stop talking about my brother,” he said, his grip on the woman tightening. “If I brought him back, the same thing would happen. He would’ve been better off. Before you got ahold of him,” he hissed.

“You don’t see it yet, but you will. I’ll give you a reason to be scared.” That wasn’t just a string of words. That was a promise, not just a guarantee. His cockiness would end up being his downfall. Sarah had no qualms about that. If only she could use it to her advantage. The words he spewed didn’t have any sort of hold on her. “Carbon copy? I’m the only one that’s fertile. Same with Helena. that’s why we’re here, isn’t it? Because we’re different than the others.” How her fertility would play into whatever they were doing, she didn’t know but it did scare her a bit. Even as he approached the door, she backed off only so that he could actually open it. Backed up and corner, she gripped at his forearm to try and pull it away from her. “You’re the one that killed him, left his body. Didn’t even have the decency to take him with. And you call me the monster? He was sick. And you put him down like a dog. My sister is sick. An’ she’s still alive cause of actual science. Not whatever bloody Coady is doing.”

“I’d like to see that, Manning,” he spat at the woman behind the bars. He wasn’t scared of Sarah, probably wouldn’t ever be. “There’s still two of you. Helena is more valuable, in my opinion. She’s the one with child, isn’t she?” Rudy said with a laugh. “You have no idea what’s going on here,” he said, knowing if she realized half of it she would be terrified. “I did what I had to do. There is no cure. They...they would have cut him up if I had taken him back. But you did the same damn thing,” he said angrily. “Don’t insult my mother,” he finally said, not sure she understood how loyal to to the woman he was.

Scott couldn’t help but move back and away from Rudy as he stepped closer to him. When he threw back that he knew about the disease and what exactly made them different he was worried about what he really wanted out of all of this. How much should he actually lie about? Of course he wouldn’t dare mention the codes in the book. “We are making progress, b-but for the LEDA clones. I don’t know much about yours.” Well, it was the truth, he just didn’t mention that they had been looking more into a cure for the castor clones as well. Why had no one come in and stopped him?

“Aw, come on, Scotty. I know you can do better than that,” Rudy said with a laugh. He could see how nervous the scientist was getting, and that pleased him. That would make it easier for him to break. “Cosima’s not doing so hot. Doesn’t seem like you’re making any progress at all,” he said with a click of his tongue. “You don’t have anything on us? Anything at all? If you help me, I might leave you and your science project alone,” he said, looking around the room to see if there were any clues.