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His parents were lecturing him again, he had just gotten his leg amputated and they were lecturing him telling him how he should've been faster, stronger, and I'm front of his colleagues to make matters worse, he wondered if he stared at the white bed sheets long enough if they would swallow him whole
"With no due respect shut the fuck up" Bronte snapped and Terik's head shot up
"Excuse us" his mother said
"No, you have a wonderful son and it is a privilege to work with him, and you can't see that over your giant fucking ego, so how about you leave or else."
"Or else what, we're emissaries" his father said
"And I'm a fucking councilor." Bronte snarls
"Well I never in all my years" his father goes off and,
Crack!
Bronte had just punched his father
Holy shit
His father had just been punched by fucking Bronte
"I told you to leave." Bronte says stalking towards them "and do not ever think about getting away with that again. I do not tolerate disrespect about my colleagues." His parents turned and waltzed out of the room, well his father more stumbled behind his wife, Bronte walked back over to his chair and started wrapping his hand like nothing had just happened.
"Punching somebody hurts more than it looks like." Bronte said cutting through the silence
"You didn't have to do that." Terik says quietly
"What?" Bronte asks turning his head towards Terik
"I said you didn't have to do that." Terik repeats a little louder. Bronte gets up from his chair, crossing the room and laying a hand on his shoulder
"I know I didn't,"
"But, then, why?"
"Because I wanted to, you're a wonderful person to work with. I meant what I said, and I can't just stand around while some assholes lay into one of my friend. I would've done the same for any of you."
"Really?" One of the councilors ask, it might've even been Terik
"Really, I may not show it but I do care for all of you." Terik put his hand on Bronte's where it still rested on his shoulder, wiping away the tears that where forming, not tears of sadness put tears of joy in realizing he was finally home with his family, his real family
goodness it was a wonderful feeling.
"Thank you old friend." Bronte smiled a rare Bronte smile
"Anytime."