Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-32745070-20190205222446/@comment-35775904-20190217144412


 * cough cough* Harn.

Ahem. Yes that sounds fine. And lol DSL, I was just playing. I like romance so idc that my OC is

invovlved in a ship she isn’t even awaren of yet... 😂

Anyhow, I have Aud’s part..,I still need time to think about what Rita needs to overhear, and how to advance he’d and Vix more...Any ideas people?

Anywhoooo here is Aud...

AUD

Two weeks. 12 days. 288 hours. 17,280 seconds. Yes I did the math. 17,280 more seconds till I can get out of this rehabilitation level of the hospital. I was moved a couple days ago, and I hate it here. They make you get up and do all this “therapy stuff” my Thor! If I wanted to be trained through boot camp, just send me home to Isla! She’ll do it. I was so bored. My daily schedule was, wake up. eat. Bathroom. Therapy. Eat. Sleep. Bathroom. Therapy. Eat. Do nothing. Bathroom. Sleep. Repeat. And some occasional AMAZING visitors, mostly Rita and Isla. Though Isla had been gone allll day! I was wondering where she was at. She usually made it to one of my therapy sessions or visited me. I rolled over on my stomach and slammed my face into the pillow. I forgot about my deep shoulder cut and yelped in pain. Stupid cuts. Stupid hospital. Ahhh. I was going insane from boredom. I rolled again, accidentally falling off the bed. OW that hurt. My broken bones throbbed. Bad decision. I tried getting up but I fell again. I hate being so  un-stable.

“Help...?” I pitifully called to the nurses.

To my utter despair, the creepy old grumpy nurse walked in, took one look at me on the floor and groaned in exasperation.

“You again?! Stay on the bed!” She yelled. I winced and laid there awkwardly.

“Soooo....can I have help?” I asked. She groaned.

“I’m tired of helping you. Get up yourself.” She barked. I winced again and laid down, sighing. I can do this. This is just getting up. I started to sit up. Up up up slowly, slowly, YES! I was sitting. Oooooo. Head-rush ow ow ow! I fell right back down. My back cuts throbbed at the impact. Cold floor. Why don’t they ever run the heat here! Fall is a cold chilly time people! Suddenly I had another head rush. It all went black.

I opened my eyes slowly.

“Aud?” I heard Rita ask.

“Mhmm.” I mumbled back. I heard her sigh.

“What In Thor’s name are you doing on the floor?”

“You really wanna know?” I joked. She rolled her eyes. I continued, “just a result of boredom. I blame you. You made me bored.” Rita gasped.

“Oh! I am offended!” She joked, smiling. I punched her lightly, and blocked her jab at my broken rib. Phew! She helped me up off that cold cold  floor. Thank Thor. Mmm. My warm bed felt so nice. I was living in a warm heaven for two seconds till Rita told me to sit up, scooted behind me, and pulled out the hairbrush.

“Noooooo! Not the hairbrush!” I groaned. I tried taking the brush away, but that’s kinda difficult with a broken arm...Agh! She started combing through my hair. Why did she have to be this way?! It huuuuurt.

“RITA! Stoooooop!”

“Oh you stop you big baby. I swear your worse then trying to get Harn to be nice!”

“Okay that was a pretty lame comparison.” I said.

“Yea....but you get my point. Just shut up and let me do your hair.” She laughed.

“Your just amazing.” I deadpanned.

She just scoffed and combed out another knot. And so that went on for five more minutes until she FINALLY got all the knots out. But then she wanted to braid my hair.

“RITA! NOOOOOO!” I yelled at her. The old grumpy nurse walked in and hissed at us to be quiet. That shut us both up and I sulked as she put my hair in a braid. Once she finished, she sat in front of me, grabbed my hands and put on a mommy face.

“I wuv u honey.” She cooed. I laughed and hugged her. Rita was really starting to be more firm and goofy since she became a guardian. I really liked this side of her.

She filled me in on the mission they were gonna do. It sounded super dangerous and I was super upset I had to miss it. After about another half hour of chit chat, she had to go. I frowned as she walked out the door. What to do...what to do....I decided to stare at a wall and come up with gorey deaths for Harn to suffer through. I was just finishing my plan about his ashes being fed to a pig when Isla walked in. I was so happy I jumped up....and then fell down of the bed. Isla gasped and burst out laughing. I gasped and panted,

“ISLA!!!! Where. We’re. You!? Alllll day!? I’ve been waiting foreverrrrerrr! You ditched me for Michael I bet!” She looked a little guilty. Then she just said,

“Sorry. I was busy. So let me get you up.” She said, walking over to help me back into bed.

“Mhmm. Okay. Apology accepted. I don’t care if you hang out with Michael. I actually like it! It gives us something to talk about!” I said siting up, pulling a pillow in my lap to lean on, and eagerly patting beside me. She rolled her eyes and laughed sitting down.

“Sooooo? Where were you?” I asked grinning. She just tucked a strand piece of hair behind her ears and nonchalantly answered,

“Just more training...”

“Uh huh. No one’s believing that. Islaaaaa! Tell meeeeee! I need a bit of excitement! You wouldn’t want me to be bored now would you?” I said putting on the most cute terrible terror eyes I could manage. It worked. A little.

“His dad needed people to come to a party for the fire department team. He just needed people to fill up the room for the party.” She answered. I could totally tell she was leaving something out.

“Okay....so what did you two do?! Did you dance?! Did you Ki-“

“NO!” Isla shouted, her face going red. I started laughing. This was definitely the highlight of my day. I scooted forward smiling at her expectantly.

“We just danced once. No biggie.” She said. I started squealing and jumping up and down. Isla just facepalmed while laughing.

“What song?”

“For the dancing and the dreaming”

I gasped. “THATS A MARRIAGE SONG!!!!!” I squealed. Isla went so red. She looked hilarious. I was speaking so loudly

“ISLA IM SO HAPPY FOR YOUUUUU!” I said exuberantly while shaking her. I was on the edge of the bed facing her. She was to funny. The nurse popped in again threatening us. I whispered,

“Omithor. Isla more details!!!”

“Why?!”

“Cause I’m bored and I want to know about your love life!!!”

“I don’t have a love life!”

“You do to!”

“Do not”

“YASS GIRL!”

“Aud no!” She said desperately laughing. My ribs hurt so bad from laughing...it felt good.

“Okay one more thing about the party and I’ll change the subject. Deal?” I asked. Isla looked relieved.

“Deal.”

“Okay. Spill it girl.”

“Uhhh. Okay the whole dance floor cleared for us. Done. Change the subject.”

I gasped in delight and leaned backwards, forgetting I was on the edge of the bed. Down I went with a big thump. Isla burst out laughing as I sat there groaning. My ribs...ached...she gave me a hand and helped me up. I laid down panting and smiled.

“Gosh Isla. You and Michael are soooo cute together! I can’t believe a whole dance floor was-“ ow. Head rush. A pinching pain went into my head. Ah. It hurt. I grabbed my head for a second, blinking. When I focused my mind felt weird.

“Wait. What were we talking about?” I asked. Isla looked so relieved.

“Oh nothing. Just what Kate made for lunch today. It was good tuna! Mmmm.”

“Tuna? Man we must have been bored if we were talking about Tuna...”I said. She laughed and said.

“Yep. We were totally talking about Tuna...”

I nodded and then groaned again.

My head hurt really bad. I blinked, and then blacked out into a quiet dark area.