#unsixessful

Even though the bullet wasn’t launched in his direction, Die was still a bit startled, and it took him a few seconds to muster up the courage to speak again. He anxiously fumbled with his doll as he responded, “I-I-I- Uh… My n-name’s Die… I’m a leprechaun.”

He stared down at the gun in Jake’s hands, and didn’t hesitate to try and give the other a reason not to shoot, “look, I-I’m… I’m not gonna hurt you just… pl-please put the gun away.”

Okay, now he felt even more guilty. The poor guy seemed just as confused as he was, and a lot more scared. With a frown on his face, Jake put the gun in his holster, nodding softly. “Okay… But no funny business!”

You have to admit: You’ve been curious about this alternate Die character for days now. You’ve run into a few of the law breaking leprechauns before, but you don’t think you’ve ever had a chance to talk to one face to face. So here you are. At the hospital, asking for directions to his room. The nurse seems almost too happy to give it to you. If he’s been a problem patient, you wonder what she thinks you’re here to do. Joke’s on her. 

You knock on the door before entering, a small bunch of pleasant flowers in your hand. Hopefully he isn’t allergic. 

A bad start? We haven’t “started” at all, really.

I’ve just helped clean up your mess, is all.

Pidgey was really far from home. All he really knew to do in this situation was to run - what else could he do when his home had been attacked? He desperately wanted to go back, but he had to lay low and wait for a sign that his family was okay.

Die had stopped himself from asking the question previous nights. While he enjoyed Jake’s picks, he had his own slightly different taste in movies.

“I was uh… wondering if we could watch Scream?” He figured it was one of the more lighter ones from his own personal collection. One horror movie couldn’t hurt, right?

Jake, of course, rarely watched horror. It wasn’t because the movies were of bad taste or were somehow less superior to his typical comedy and action flicks. As much as he liked to pretend he was brave, he really... wasn’t. So, of course, when the recommendation was made, he felt a pit form in his stomach.

He wasn’t going to admit to this, though.

No matter what Die tried, he couldn’t find a way to stay warm, ultimately resorting to curling up in a blanket… until Jake came along, and Die didn’t hesitate to share half the blanket with him. “You’re the one walking around in shorts and a t-shirt, don’t you have any warmer clothing?” 

All Jake could think was how cold it suddenly was. His little island was typically nice and toasty, but tonight had a certain bite to it he hadn’t felt in a long time. When Die took his only blanket, he forced his way in beside them, though it seemed they didn’t mind all too much. 

Somewhere in town.

@unsixessful 

“Uh... Not that I’m aware of, no.” Shocker, but Jake didn’t smoke. Not only did it smell horrible but even the thought made his chest hurt. Die had done a pretty good job of hiding it up until now, so, if anything, this was just surprising.