#double agent
In all fairness, Ethan, Claire was never convinced her charms would work on you. But I was supremely confident, having tasted the goods. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife, Ethan.
It’s hard work being a double agent - and puts you in the company of some dangerous individuals.
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“Make it stop! Ple-please— I’ll tell you what you want to know! Just— sto-stop!”
Whumper removed the iron from Whumpee’s flesh. “Who’s the rat.”
“I-I told you— there isn’t one!”
“I said, who’s the rat. Do you want me to start again?” Whumper threatened, bringing the iron close to Whumpee’s arm again.
“No! No— it’s C… It’s Caretaker— They’re the one who’s giving us info-information.”
Whumper smirked, setting the iron back in the fire. “Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Next question. Where is Caretaker meeting with the heroes?”
When Whumpee hesitated, Whumper snatched the iron back out of the fire.
“No— please— Th-they’ve been meeting under the crossbridge!”
“When is the next meeting scheduled?”
“To-tonight— At sundown…”
“How many people are they meeting?”
“J-just one.”
“And their name?”
“…”
“Their name.”
“L-leader.”
“If I find out any of this information is incorrect, you’ll wish I’d gotten the iron back out.”
Whumpee shivered as Whumper stuck the iron back in the fire and left the room. Whumpee was left chained to the wall, shaking from pain, exhaustion, and fear.
Until the door opened.
Caretaker gasped in pain as their knees slammed into the floor.
“Spend your time wisely. This is the last you’ll be seeing any friends.” Whumper spat as they slammed the door closed again. The lock turned, and then there was silence.
And darkness.
A shaky breath cut through the silence and then the scrape of shoes against the floor as Caretaker stood.
“Whumpee..? Did I see you before the door closed..?”
“Y-yeah…” Whumpee shifted uncomfortably. “I… I’m…”
“It’s okay— don’t worry about it.”
There was a crash as Caretaker ran into something in the dark.
“B-but I ratted you out— th-this… it’s my fault… I-if I had been… if I had been stronger…”
“Don’t.” Caretaker reached the wall and started feeling their way towards Whumpee. “This isn’t your fault. I saw what they did to you— No one would’ve lasted very long.”
Whumpee gasped as Caretaker brushed against one of their burns.
“Sorry!” Caretaker pulled back immediately. “Listen, what all did you tell them..?”
“Le… Leader is in danger…” Whumpee whispered. “I-I told them they were meeting you tonight at the crossbrige…”
Caretaker took a measured breath. “… It’ll be fine. Leader is strong. And smart. Whumper won’t be able to hurt them.”
“This is all my fault… Caretaker, I’m so sorry…”
—
The pair sat in silence for a long time. Then, finally, the door opened again.
“Lucky you, Whumpee. You made the right choice. No lies.” Whumper entered the room and shot Caretaker with a taser before they could react. “Shouldn’t have thrown them in here unrestrained, but I was honestly kind of hoping they’d kill you for your betrayal. Anyway…” Whumper sighed. “Now I have to figure something else to do with you. I don’t need you anymore— I have Caretaker now. But I can’t let you go either.”
Whumper unchained Whumpee and dragged them out of the room. Whumpee was hardly able to resist.
At the end of a long hallway, Whumper threw open a door.
“Do what you want with them. They’re useless to me now.” And Whumper dropped Whumpee at the feet of their underlings.
“You dropped something, Tachihara-kun”
(anime-ish style redraw of bsd chapter 89)
(i should have done Mori too but im too lazy )
It’s midnight here so clearly I’m not thinking straight and I forgot that Obama was Obama’s last name and not his first so I was like “what’s Obama’s last name?” and this little voice in the back of my head is like “Obama be bama” and I’m just
