06/09/07 // IC!Alfons and Transmutey!Ed

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Who: IC!Alfons and Transmutey!Ed
When: 06/09/07
Rating: PG
Category: Misc Happenings
Summary: Alfons and T!Ed try to go to the park. Keyword being try.


T!Ed: *curled in his wheelchair, sitting in the study and fiddling with some of the books*

IC!Alfons: ::walks down the hallway and glances into the room as he comes by, smiling:: Hallo there, Edward.

T!Ed: Hey... *looks up at him with a small smile, setting the book he was fiddling with down*

IC!Alfons: ::walks on in and stands by him, resting a hand lightly on his shoulder:: Did you find something good to read? Clara has such an impressive library...

T!Ed: Found a few... Hei's reading me The Island of Doctor Moreau.

IC!Alfons: ::grins:: That is one of my favorites. And I do love the clockwork piece you made for me based on it.

T!Ed: I should make more sometime... *glances down at his hands as if they're alien, twitching his fingers*

IC!Alfons: You should, ja. ::kneels down next to him, crossing his arms on the arm of the wheelchair, smiling a little:: So what are you up to today?

T!Ed: Nothin'. *shakes his head* Still trying to get better...

IC!Alfons: ::smiles:: Well, I am glad to hear that, at least. ::looks up at him:: Your eyes are tinted with purple again, I see.

T!Ed: *tilts his head a little* I had a couple of stones today. *shrugs*

IC!Alfons: I figured, ja. Hopefully you will be healing up nicely soon, then. ::smiles:: Do you want to go do something? It might be nice to get outside on a day like this.

T!Ed: *fidgets his fingers against the arm of his wheelchair, debating with himself on whether or not he actually wants to go out* People are going to see me...

IC!Alfons: Ah... Is that a problem? Well, we could go in the garden, at least... It is fairly sizeable.

T!Ed: I don't want them to see my leg... *looks down at where his metal leg is, which is... covered by pants*

IC!Alfons: Hm, does it not look normal enough from a distance? Nobody is going to come and look closely, you know. But if you are not comfortable it is alright...

T!Ed: Should probably go out... Can't save Ren if I don't leave... *twitches a little, slumping in his wheelchair*

IC!Alfons: Well, if you think you will be okay, I think it might be nice. We could go to the park?

T!Ed: Okay...

IC!Alfons: ::smiles a little and stands:: Would you like a push?

T!Ed: *nods, shifting* Please?

IC!Alfons: Of course. ::takes the handles at the back of his wheelchair and carefully maneuvers him out of the room and down the hallway, then chuckles softly:: It reminds me of when we became friends, when I took you out to the courtyard in the hospital. Do you remember that anymore?

T!Ed: *fidgets nervously, gripping the arms of the wheelchair* Kind of...

IC!Alfons: ::smiles softly:: That was fun, back then. You managed to convince me that breaking hospital rules and pushing you around a bit was a good thing to do. ::chuckles, then stops the chair and goes to open the main door::

T!Ed: Mm... Hate that place so much... Tied down with tubes and stitches and needles. *shudders, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment*

IC!Alfons: ::frowns, then goes to retrieve him, pushing him out the door and closing it behind them:: I am sorry, I did not wish to bring back bad memories, only good ones. I apologize.

T!Ed: Can't think about the good ones without the bad ones anymore. *rubs his cheek against his shoulder in a half-agitated manner, watching things nervously*

IC!Alfons: Gott... I wish I could change that for you. Well, let us do our best to think about happy things, ja? I think the last time I was at the park, it was snowing... It was so beautiful. I think, despite the cold, I much prefer winter above the other seasons.

T!Ed: I like it when it's warm out... *glances up at the sky, looking at the clouds before turning his gaze back onto the road* Don't know why.

IC!Alfons: I think most people do. And it suits you, too. ::pushes him on down the road, looking around a bit:: You are like the sun, and I am like... Ahm, something else? ::chuckles softly::

T!Ed: I don't feel very bright... *rubs at one of his arms absently, wincing faintly at the feel* Snuffed out, want to be dead.

IC!Alfons: Mm, you are not snuffed out, not at all. Maybe now you are more like a little candle, but I will do everything I can to help you return to your former, ahm, brilliance. ::smiles:: I am afraid the metaphor is getting a bit stretched.

T!Ed: It's a silly metaphor. *tilts his head back to look up at him with a half-smile*

IC!Alfons: It is, I agree. ::looks down at him, smiling gently:: And I promise not to call you a little candle from now on, just to spare you having to explain it. ::grins::

T!Ed: People would laugh, if you did. *chuckles wanly, looking back out at the scenery, still feeling a little jittery*

IC!Alfons: They certainly would. ::smiles, walking along:: You know, this is a bit of a walk... I do not mind, since it is such a nice day, but maybe when we get into town I could stop and get us something to drink? And then we could go drink it at the park.

T!Ed: That's okay... *nods, biting his lip* Should we call a cab?

IC!Alfons: No, no, it will be fine. It does not take that long, I have walked it before. Unless you would rather?

T!Ed: *shakes his head* Wasn't sure what you wanted to do...

IC!Alfons: Do not worry about me, Edward. ::smiles:: Although I do appreciate your concern, really. You are very kind.

T!Ed: Don't want you getting hurt. *shrugs, settling back in his chair*

IC!Alfons: ::chuckles:: I have survived worse than a walk. I have you to thank for that.

T!Ed: I should be able to do more, though... *bites his lip*

IC!Alfons: More? For me? Edward, you saved my life. If anything, it is I who owe you. ::smiles down at him, patting his shoulder lightly::

T!Ed: In general. *shifts uncomfortably, looking down at his lap*

IC!Alfons: No, Edward, you are doing all you can, and everyone understands that. In fact, you are probably somehow managing to do more than you actually can. I would not put it past you. ::chuckles:: You are capable of amazing things.

T!Ed: How? Just sitting in a stupid wheelchair... *mutters to himself, curling a little*

IC!Alfons: Just give yourself time. I believe in you. ::notices the trees starting to thin as they begin to leave the forest::

T!Ed: *nods slowly, tensing as they start to leave the forest and clutching the arms of his wheelchair tighter, breathing getting faster*

IC!Alfons: ::slows down, looking at him:: Will you be alright? Should I stop here for a moment for you?

T!Ed: *looks out at the buildings of the city in the distance, whimpering, eyes wide* They're going to see me...

IC!Alfons: ::slowly brings the chair to a stop:: We can go back if you want to, Edward. It is up to you. I do not want to do anything you are not comfortable with.

T!Ed: *starts to hyperventilate a little, panicking* They're going to find me, get me, hurt me, torture me..!

IC!Alfons: No no no, Edward, shhh... ::moves to stand by his side, kneeling down and reaching for his hand:: Bitte, Edward, nobody is going to do that to you now. Not while I am here with you.

T!Ed: *lets him take his hand, body jerking* They'll get me, they'll always find me and then I won't get away, never get back and never see anyone or him again never never never...

IC!Alfons: Ssh... ::keeps a hold on his hand, squeezing gently, then stands and carefully spins the wheelchair around, heading back for the forest::

T!Ed: *cries out as the chair moves, trying to dig his heels into the dirt and not quite reaching*

IC!Alfons: ::stops and returns to his side, taking his hand again:: Alright then, we will wait here... ::frowns worriedly::

T!Ed: I don't want to go, I don't want to go back! *looks at him, eyes wide with fear*

IC!Alfons: ::reaches his other hand around him, rubbing his back a little, not sure what else to do:: We are not going anywhere, do not worry. We will stay right here where we are nice and safe, alright? I just want you to be safe.

T!Ed: *freezes, going absolutely rigid* Could find us... Could find us right here if we stay, but not safe anywhere else, not safe anywhere!

IC!Alfons: Nobody is going to find us here. Nobody is going to hurt us. It will be alright...

T!Ed: Never going to be alright ever again, never ever again!

IC!Alfons: ::squeezes his hand gently, at a complete loss for what to do:: Bitte, do not panic... ::large, worried eyes;:

T!Ed: *twitches and jerks, deciding that now would be a good time to run and trying to sprint out of his wheelchair*

IC!Alfons: No no, Edward... ::runs after him, trying to catch him before he hurts himself::

T!Ed: *only gets maybe a foot away from his chair before he starts to fall, metal leg giving out and causing him to yelp in pain*

IC!Alfons: ::grabs for his waist, trying to keep him from hitting the ground::

T!Ed: *gets jerked, partially falling and getting grabbed, scrabbling at the ground and air*

IC!Alfons: ::tries to hold him upright a little, clinging to him tightly, having almost fallen, himself:: It is okay, Edward. Bitte, calm down...

T!Ed: *screams, flopping and thrashing against him, looking around at his surrondings wide-eyed and panicked*

IC!Alfons: ::winces, trying to keep ahold of him so he doesn't hurt himself:: Edward, I am going to take you back to your wheelchair so you can sit down, alright? Can we do that?

T!Ed: No, no, please, no! Can't take me back, you can't, you can't!

IC!Alfons: I am not taking you anywhere right now, I just want you to come sit down to you do not have to use your leg there...

T!Ed: All want to take me back, all want to! Know it, feel it... *looks up at him, expression insane* Kill me if you're going to take me back, please please please please..!

IC!Alfons: ::sighs heavily and holds him still as best as he can:: Edward, bitte... Nobody is going to hurt you now.

T!Ed: *just keeps screaming nonsense and thrasing before finally going limp, slumping in his arms and breathing raggedly*

IC!Alfons: ::closes his eyes with a relieved sigh:: ...Can I take you to your wheelchair now, bitte?

T!Ed: *doesn't make a sound or move, just staying limply against him*

IC!Alfons: ::takes that as a yes and takes a few steps back, trying to set him back in the wheelchair carefully::

T!Ed: *sits back in his chair, providing little help, and slumps in it, shoulders hunched and breathing shaky*

IC!Alfons: ::kneels beside him and loosely wraps his arms around him, resting his head against his arm and looking up at him:: I am sorry, Edward, just tell me what you want me to do.

T!Ed: *glances away with a soft whimper, shaking his head*

IC!Alfons: We can sit here if that is all you want. I just do not wish to do anything that will upset you. I only want to see you smile. ::closes his eyes::

T!Ed: Want them out... *rubs at his arms, upsetting the bandages a little*

IC!Alfons: What out, the stitches? ::looks back up at him::

T!Ed: Blades. *looks back, distantly*

IC!Alfons: They... They are out, Edward, see? ::rubs his arm lightly:: No blades.

T!Ed: Feels like they're their. *twitches before slumping, arms resting lightly in his lap*

IC!Alfons: I am sorry, it must be so awful. ::sighs sadly:: I hate them for what they did to you, nobody deserves that. Least of all you, Edward. I would give anything to be able to turn back time so that you did not have to face such things.

T!Ed: *shakes his head, making a soft sound* ...I want to go home...

IC!Alfons: Home as in Clara's house, or home as in Resembool?

T!Ed: Any home... J-just home.

IC!Alfons: Shall I take you back to the house, then? I can read to you again, if you like. We can go make some tea and sit out in the garden and read a book?

T!Ed: Could you sing to me..?

IC!Alfons: ::blushes a little:: You liked that?

T!Ed: *nods slowly, looking down at his lap*

IC!Alfons: ::smiles and nods a bit:: Ja, I will sing to you...

T!Ed: O-okay... Home first? *looks around nervously*

IC!Alfons: Of course. ::stands up, smiling gently, and takes the handles of the chair, pushing him back toward the house::

T!Ed: *sits tensely in the wheelchair before flopping back limply, too exhausted for the moment to care whether something gets him or not*

IC!Alfons: ::pushes him along quietly, keeping it slow, not really sure what to say, if anything::
IC!Alfons: ::looks down at the top of his head a moment, then smiles a little:: At least we got ourselves some fresh air and exercise today, hm? ::desperately trying to make things a little happier::

T!Ed: Y-yeah... *nods slowly, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt*

IC!Alfons: ::sighs and shakes his head:: ...Sorry, I am being stupid.

T!Ed: *looks up at him with a wince* Don't say that please... I'll be good, I promise...

IC!Alfons: No, you are being good. ::smiles sadly back:: You are being just fine. I am the one who is trying too hard to make myself happy.

T!Ed: *shakes his head* I-I ruined everything...

IC!Alfons: No no, Edward, do not say that, bitte. You did not ruin anything. ::frowns a little:: I am not upset with you in the slightest.

T!Ed: Always ruined everything. *jerk-twitches* W-would have been fine, if I hadn't done it.

IC!Alfons: Edward... ::sighs softly:: Nobody blames you. What you did was very brave, and we know you were doing your best to protect all of us. For that, I am very thankful. ::manages a small smile:: You made a heavy sacrifice, and I cannot express how much that means to me.

T!Ed: Sh-shouldn't have, sh-should never have... Took him anyway. Why'd they t-take him?

IC!Alfons: ::pats his shoulder a little:: I do not know, but he will be back, do not worry.

T!Ed: Won't let him back. *hangs his head* S'all my fault.

IC!Alfons: No, Edward, none of this is your fault. You did your best. You did more than anyone could have expected from you. It is nobody's fault but his father's.

T!Ed: *cringes at the word "father", hunkering down* Called me his son.

IC!Alfons: ::presses his lips into a thin frown, then shakes his head, speaking softly:: If I ever knew of someone who deserves what is coming to him, it is him.

T!Ed: I just want it to stop. *whimpers softly, closing his eyes miserably*

IC!Alfons: I know, Edward. I wish you had never been involved in all of this...

T!Ed: I couldn't abandon Ren.

IC!Alfons: No, I know that. I mean I wish his father had not threatened him, I wish he would just stay away. I understand that you did what you had to, and I respect that greatly.

T!Ed: I hate it... *covers his eyes with a hand, sniffling*

IC!Alfons: ::squeezes his shoulder lightly a moment, sighing softly::

T!Ed: *manages to keep the tears under control this time, shaking and comforted by the touch*

IC!Alfons: ::rubs his shoulder a little before returning his hand to the handle:: We will help you get better as fast as we can so you can get him back.

T!Ed: I'm going to kill them if I can, every last one...

IC!Alfons: ::frowns a little, with a small shudder:: Just... be careful, yourself, when you go back. I will not have them hurting you again.

T!Ed: Won't let them catch me. *snarls a little* Break them all apart.

IC!Alfons: ::sighs:: I do not doubt that is true.

T!Ed: *shudders and sits back in his chair tensely, tapping fingers agitatedly against the arms of it*

IC!Alfons: I will just be glad when you are back from all of that.

T!Ed: *sighs softly, slumping* ...Want to leave and never come back...

IC!Alfons: ::frowns sadly:: Really...?

T!Ed: *nods, fidgeting with his bandages*

IC!Alfons: Where would you go..?

T!Ed: *shrugs, looking down at his lap*

IC!Alfons: Well... If you do leave, promise to write to me? I would miss you a lot...

T!Ed: Would write... Just want to hide.

IC!Alfons: ::reaches down to squeeze his shoulder gently again:: Well... Until then, if you do go... Until then, I swear I will keep you safe. It is the least I can do.

T!Ed: Th-thank you... *looks up at him with a mixture of relief and gratitude*

IC!Alfons: ::nods, giving him a small smile:: You are welcome, Edward. I would never abandon you in times such as this.

T!Ed: *smiles a little back before turning his attention back to the road, watching as the house looms closer*

IC!Alfons: ::smiles a bit more, eventually pulling up to the front door of the house and opening it for him::

T!Ed: *rolls himself inside this time, hesitantly, and looks around a little*

IC!Alfons: ::steps inside, closing the door:: Would you like some tea, then?

T!Ed: Please? *glances up at him*

IC!Alfons: ::smiles, nodding, and starts toward the kitchen:: What kind?

T!Ed: Ahm... *falters* Ginger? *follows along after him slowly*

IC!Alfons: Sure! ::refills the kettle, setting it on the stove to boil, and gets a couple of mugs down, setting a teabag in each::

T!Ed: *parks himself by the table, resting his arms on it and his chin on those, watching him with his head tilted*

IC!Alfons: ::pours water into the mugs once it's boiling, then hands him his mug and sits next to him at the table with his own, tugging on the string of the teabag a little with a smile::

T!Ed: *wraps hands around his mug carefully, feeling the warmth of it before taking a small sip, staring at the table absently*

IC!Alfons: ::blows at his tea a bit, then sighs softly, closing his eyes::

T!Ed: *sips at his tea again, quietly* ...I'm sorry. *glances up at him apologetically before looking away*

IC!Alfons: ::blinks:: No, no, Edward, I am sorry. I was thinking about something else, do not be upset...

T!Ed: *shakes his head* Still sorry. *shurgs*

IC!Alfons: For what? I enjoy your company and I am glad to spend time with you. There is nothing to be sorry about.

T!Ed: *shrugs with a soft sigh* Don't worry about it...

IC!Alfons: ::small frown:: Alright... ::blows on his tea a little and has a sip:: Would you like to go sit outside?

T!Ed: *fidgets with his mug, glancing at the window* ...Monsters going to be outside?

IC!Alfons: No... But if you would rather stay here, it is fine. Maybe it would be better that way, actually. We can just stay indoors for a little while and not have to worry about anything. ::small smile::

T!Ed: Okay. *nods, sipping nervously at his tea* Maybe I can take a nap. *gives him a look like this is the last thing on earth he'd be able to do this moment*

IC!Alfons: ::rubs his back a little, smiling:: Right, if you want, but I am open to other ideas. I... I know you wanted me to sing for you? ::blushes a little again::

T!Ed: Please? *looks at him almost desperately*

IC!Alfons: Of course, of course... Ahm, I will have to think of something... I am not really very good at singing... ::blushes more, looking into his mug::

T!Ed: I like it... *gazes back down at his own mug, shaking a little*

IC!Alfons: ::smiles, then looks over at him and rubs his back a little:: Danke... do not worry, I will sing for you. Anything you ask. ::sips at his tea, watching him with a bit of concern::

T!Ed: Okay... Thank you. *finishes off his tea, fiddling with the empty mug*

IC!Alfons: ::has another sip of tea, patting his back gently, then thinks for a moment before starting in on a folk song about spring::

T!Ed: *starts a little in surprise before snuggling against his side, listening quietly*

IC!Alfons: ::smiles gently and finishes the song, before finishing off his tea, blushing slightly more::

T!Ed: *looks up at him, biting his lip* ...Sing me to sleep?

IC!Alfons: ::chuckles softly:: Alright, but maybe that ought to be in a more comfortable place than the kitchen table?

T!Ed: Hei's room? He's letting me take his bed...

IC!Alfons: Oh, you did not want my room? Well, that is fine, as long as you are comfortable, ja. ::smiles, then stands, picking up his mug and holding out his other hand:: May I take your mug?

T!Ed: *hands him the mug* Nowhere else for anyone to go...

IC!Alfons: Hm? ::takes the mugs to the sink, washing them::

T!Ed: Nothing. *shakes his head, slumped over in his wheelchair*

IC!Alfons: Alright... ::dries the mugs, putting them back in the cupboard, then takes the handles on the wheelchair and pushes him out of the kitchen::

T!Ed: *sits quietly as he's pushed, fiddling with his fingers in his lap*

IC!Alfons: ::arrives at the stairs and stops:: Alright, ahm... I will help you up?

T!Ed: *looks up at the stairs, bitting his lip and nodding*

IC!Alfons: ::offers him a hand, smiling:: I would carry you up but I do not think I am strong enough to lift you. ::chuckles::

T!Ed: *takes his hand, squeezing it tightly and moving to stand, hissing as he does and having to grab onto the handrail for the stairs*

IC!Alfons: ::puts an arm around his shoulders:: Just use me as a crutch, and stay off your leg... ::goes slowly up the stairs, holding on to him::

T!Ed: *leans against him as they go up the stairs slowly, gripping the handrail tightly*

IC!Alfons: ::reaches the top eventually, smiling a little:: There we go, give me a moment to get your chair, now.

T!Ed: Alright... *leans against the wall, wincing*

IC!Alfons: ::lets go of him once he leans back, and brings the chair up for him, setting it down beside him and offering a hand in case he needs it::

T!Ed: *takes the hand and settles himself in the wheelchair carefully, shaking*

IC!Alfons: ::wheels him off to Hei's room and parks the chair by the bed:: Alright, once more now. ::chuckles, offering his hand::

T!Ed: *sighs heavily and takes his hand, sliding himself onto the bed*

IC!Alfons: ::sits down on the bed next to him, running fingers through his hair lightly:: Comfortable?

T!Ed: *curls up on the bed in a ball, dragging a blanket over himself with a nod*

IC!Alfons: I am glad. ::smiles softly, stroking his hair, and starts singing an old ballad, softly::

T!Ed: *moves to put himself in Alfons' lap, starting to doze*

IC!Alfons: ::gently rubs his back, continuing on with the verses::

T!Ed: *slips off into a sleep, twitching a little in it*

IC!Alfons: ::smiles and leans back against the wall a little, closing his eyes;: