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"So he's really paralyzed?" Simon asks.
"Oh? Uh, yeah." Grace turns back to Rocky's sleeping form and gestures broadly at him.
Rocky is curled at the bottom of his tunnel, legs at his sides, body resting on the ground.
Simon nods, looking uncomfortable. "So he won't interrupt."
"Nah, he can't, he's– huh?" Grace fumbles for his glasses in earnest now. His heart rate picks up, but he's sort of hoping he's wildly misinterpreting what he just heard.
"Sit back down." Simon growls as Grace goes to stand up.
Slowly, Grace sits back down on the floor. He looks Simon over again and realizes, with a panicked flutter in his stomach that quickly spreads through his limbs like ice water, that Simon is holding a razor blade.
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Grace & Rocky decide to go check out an SOS call. It could have gone better. (Trust me, eventual codependent friendship all around.)
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07 Jun 2026
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Theo looks out at the view and sighs. “Isn’t this like, the best thing you’ve ever seen?”
With Theo preoccupied with the landscape, Parrot turns to look at him. His long eyelashes and sharp jaw cast long shadows on his skin. The warmth of the sunlight is reflected in his kind eyes and is slowly painting a light, sunburnt blush on his rosy cheeks.
Staring at Theo, Parrot responds, “Yeah. Beautiful.”
(Note: Rewritten/Re-edited 3/5/26)