The sudden movement had Calhoun put on high alert too, and her hand instinctively fell to the gun in her holster, though she managed to regain conscious control of her movements before making the mistake of aiming it at him. Instead, she raised up both hands, as though to signal she came in peace.Ā
āDidnāt mean to startle you. You werenāt responding when I called.ā She said to him, then gestured to the stack of heal kits sheād brought on the hoverboard behind her. āIām Sergeant Calhoun. Vanellope told you Iād be coming, didnāt she?ā
āTammyā, he quickly realized. While it was with great reluctance, King Candy managed to force himself to settle down, lying back in the water, though kept cautious eyes locked onto the soldierās every movement. She moved the heal kits closer to him, making a point of keeping her demeanour mild and non-threatening, though it lookedĀ veryĀ ill-practiced on her. While it could be his rattled nerves setting him off again, Candy couldĀ swearĀ there was some level of animosity bubbling just underneath her surface, barely contained only due to Vanellopeās insistence.Ā
āI brought you some healing items from my cabinet.ā She said, eyeing the bugās multitude of wounds for a brief moment, āHopefully these will be enough, but I can always get more, if need be.āĀ
Please note that this fic is in no way connected to Kill Switch. Iām reusing Cy-bug Sinistar as a (very temporary this time) villain, and there will probably be some similar vibes in how the characters develop their friendships, but the stories themselves have absolutely no narrative connection to each other. This is a different WIR fic starting from scratch.
Extra context can be found here and here of what to expect for this one. Please don't read it if you feel it may be too distressing for you, and always feel free to block this account if you don't want to see posts from here.