skeppy dragon: O M F G-

Skeppy dragon:*screams bloody murder*

Skeooy dragon: @_@ BLOODY MURDER

Skeppy dragon: 0_0 *Runs*

Skeppy dragon: ;>;

Skeppy dragon: *takes out diamond sword*😰

Skeppy Dragon:😰😰😰😰😰😰😰

Skeppy Dragon:*puts on Enchanted nethorite armor*

“G...give me the knife..” he slowly reached out his hand,

((I know, and silen knows,)) “Lucas.. please..?” His eyes looked drained, duller then bright amber shine they usually had, his hand looked as it was shaking slightly, he was a bit stressed when he came down stairs but now,,

He held the knife, looking down at it, his eyes seemed to be tearing up the longer he looked at it, “Lucas...” he dropped the knife, fell to his knees and pulled him into a hug,

He slowly looked at his neck before he choked on a sob, his fingers slowly hovering over the gashes,

His eyes widened, tears started streaming uncontrollably, “no..No no...” he hugged him tightly, “don’t...please.. I’m begging you.... don’t take yourself from me... don’t take my one good thing from me... my son... my baby....” he sounded like a mother, he seemed to have less of the surprised part, as if he had dealt with this be for ((So, Silen had a son, his wife Jenna died while having him, because she was 15 and wasn’t ready, so after wards 15 year old Silen took care of his son, and afterwards, he lost him, the kid killed himself at the age of ten because he was bullied, So 5 years after he adopted Lucas and vowed he’d never let that happen again, so this hurts him, a lot))

Of **** I ment girlfriend))

Aaa)) He was trembling, sobbing and sharply inhaling, trying to calm himself down.

He held to him, his sobbing died down to soft whimpers. His wings drooped down, and his shoulders slowly relaxed,

“..I love you Lucas,” he mumbled weakly, pulled him closer with a wing,

“B..but I...n...need...to....wo......r..k......” his voice trailed off, along with him desperately trying to keep his eyes open, but sleep claimed him swiftly, his right hand and right wing draped over Lucas and himself.

((...they are just made for each other as father and son, it warms my heart that Lucas has a good dad 😌))

((Indeed UwU))

((Ya))

He groaned and rolled of the couch, hitting the floor with a grunt before a loud ow, he got up and shook of his wings, all ruffled form sleep, he got up and read the note, smiling a bit before groggily wadding to the kitchen, ((We don’t walk in this house... we waddle..))

He opened the microwave, a wider smile overcame his face, he closed it to warm it up, after a minute he took it out and sat back on the couch and began eating. When he was done he washed his dish and sat back down, realizing how boring it was now, his wings were itching to do something to wash away the reek of boredom,