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Forever felt drunk, spots swimming in his vision and so he bitterly thought that was the reason that drivers would not Do That while missing more than a day of sleep. But an alarm was blaring in his head that he knew was creation of his own, so he had to get out of bed, even if there was nothing to do and the fucking federation would say nothing about anything to him.
He would make them say shit to his face, Forever decided, even if it would only be to impeach him and strip of all his titles. That would be for the best even, no one in despair would knock on the doors of wherever he is asking for everything he couldn’t do. A bitter smile without fun was what he wore getting out of his base, using the stone to ninho to go to his destination. Already checking the materials needed out of any backpack, all he needed to do was arrive at Favela and start it all.
Reaching the highest built of Copacabana, the line of building blocks was to be set, and redstone and pistons and slime and dead coral was to be placed in an order he rarely did before, but he knew it as a builder, as someone who brought mountains to crumbles and remake it anew at the image of his eyes see fit, he knew how it would go. Even if ground here was deeper than any he had seen before, the world would still be eaten by explosions and dust until bedrock was shown and the strip would continue to eat anything in it’s path forever(ha) more. Forever would have laughed with nervousness at such scary machine being made so easily made even without create module to help,, but jokes and joy died when he found only a neatly folded jersey instead of his beloved son.
Sunrise basked him as wind picked up, leaving the flag of pride draped over his shoulder to blow with the wind, showing all the twinkling stars of it. He held dynamite sticks with his two hands while leaning in the chest of components he layed down for the machine, not gathering courage, but letting himself breath before standing straight, ready to place the most dangerous component of the whole thing. When he heard something approach, soft paws didn’t hide the sound from his ears, and Cellbit would already have asked what he is doing by now, Forever growled while turning to the white bear, an eternal smile tattooed on his face to mock him, but Forever was more than ready for mind games, and so the tnt was back safely in his inventory backpack, facing the bane of his existence as a parent, friend, president, and brazilian, Forever spoke up.
“I don’t care what you have unless it is the news I requested of my son and nephews.”
“Your presence is requested misted president.” The artificial voice chimed, no feelings of even sick joy showing yet again.
“My schedule is full of trying to find the eggs.” Forever turned, reaching in the chests to start taking back the materials laid in it.
“Denial isn’t optional.” Ticking accompanied him as he turned back around to the enemy, and yet question was at the tip of his tongue about such phrase, but Cucurucho was already on top of him. The bear easily covered his lower face with one paw while his strength pinned Forever down, even biting and scratching with his wolf-dog strength did nothing, he could not scream, could not fight back, could not beg to an end next to his son as the world faded slowly to black, Forever could only watch the bead face, black eyes alight with fascination of his struggle and powerlessness.
He didn’t know when he woke up next, but the quartz walls were a big tell of whom he was with, federation was sure to keep that building branding, Forever bitterly thought, trying to get up.
Only to fin himself strapped down, limbs and chest and waist and even his tail we bidden with leather restrain to a chair.
Hi heart kick started into worry as he forced the restrains, some notification noise rand through the room and so triggered back the most loud ticking the clock ever did, headache not enough to split his head into two, but so close it made him just as sick. The door opening made him snap his head, and of course the cursed maldito bear came out of it, now carrying a suitcase of something.
“Seu filho da puta do caralho, que porra se tá pensando seu maldito, se ACHA que vai pano nessa sua merda ein!?” English wasn’t something Forever could even muster, tired eyes squinting to focus as the bear pushed a sliding table from the wall to deposit the case.
A fucking screen was lowered from the ceiling as the bear brandished whatever he took out of the case as it approached, Forever couldn’t see it clearly while bearing his teeth and working on the bindings holding him down. The TV came to life with no image to show, he could only tell the difference of it being turned on from off because of the lighting still leaking off the black screen.
“It has been reported that you are in an unstable state of mind, mister president, and your position carries the benefit of treatment of the highest quality the federation can provide.” Forever never heard Cucurucho talk so much.
The want to laugh at the bear’s face was high, but he wasn’t amused enough to do any of that, so only the highest disbelief painted his voice.
“Não é assim que sê usa um plano de saúde… seu maldito.”
The screen came to life, a pan out of the island covered by the federation logo before fading, showing a hospital scene with nurses and doctors buzzing around, all of them faceless with porcelain white skin.
“Today’s tough, but it does get easier.” A voice said, not robotic as Cucurucho, and strangest of all, british.
“Sure, it hurts now, but it will be worth it.” The ward came even more alive, as a muted patient sprinted between the curtains, before they were restrained the screen cut to the nature island footage with dolphins jumping around, making Forever blood run colder and colder.
“It might take some time, but you will enjoy the island again.” The federation office was the next shoot, with the damned bear walking like it was guiding them, now Forever was not thinking about that anymore, more frantically doing with his bindings as the happy music made his eyes water with pain.
He would not whimper next to the fucking bear.
“Bit by bit, one at a time, day by day” Now there was a field as if this would be a happy meeting and Cucurucho was branding something just like the one in the room looking at him squirm.
“Risus is the answer for any inconvenience you might face in your time in the island, with a healthy three usages a day, any unhappiness will be going away! We hope you enjoy the island.” And so the video ended with the bottle of the bear face on it, and Forever was out of breath with panic in his veins as the real thing stepped forward.
“Risus sardonicus elixir potion might have the side effects of muscle spasming, worse eyesight, loss of sensation, delusions, hallucinations, open mindness, mood swings, reminiscence of the past, overexciting, loss of smell and warm feeling, the user of this remedy is to be advised before the decision to be taken.”
The artificial voice had never seemed so fast, Forever could barely hear a quarter of the symptoms of the shitty medicine, but still Cucurucho was walking to him, hand taking a handful of pills without looking. Forever felt his stomach churn horribly as the hand slowly made it’s way next to his face, he was breathing too quickly, air not getting to his lungs-.
Something in his brain turned when the hand got too near, instantly lunging, biting hand hard enough to feel bone breaking and hearing the thing instinctively let go of the pills clattering on the ground, and with that finally the leather gave in and ripped apart, a hand free, he summoned his inventory a mine, and crashed it against the bear head, the explosion was blinding so near, but the protected area made so that no damage was made.
Even if Forever did hurt it.
As the federation worker stepped back and seemed to call something, Forever got back to trying to wrangle out of the leather biting his skin red and ripped off fur aggressively, he almost got his other arm free when the bear crashed into him again pining him down with his hands.
Hands.
Looking behind the fur, he could see the first Cucurucho standing up and pouring a healing potion in his hand, Forever flinched at the sounds of bones mending themselves together back again. But still, he struggled and barked and tried in vein to scratch away the presence holding down his torso and hand.
But not his head, he figured as the pill bearer was again nearing him too much for his comfort, and so he threw his head forward, biting down and refusing to let go of the ear of the second bear appearing, neither of them seemed to even care as they brought forward more binding to hold him down second and third times, and they seemed to not care to force his head down still chomping an ear.
An ear that Forever took with him as pill bearer slammed his head against the chair supporter, not that he could see the second one curling up and holding now their bleeding head, the tattooed smile still fixed in it’s face. The pill bearer held his jaw and head, trying to make it open, and was then that Forever started screaming against it even with a full mouth, and then he started loudly gagging as the bear forced down his mouth both the rest of ear and pills he had at his hands.
The hand was in his mouth for too long, not pushing everything down but stopping him from spitting it and breathing normally, tears made trails down his face as Forever still struggled even so pinned down, the second bear came back to his vision, holding something he couldn’t understand weeping so much. The hand was retrieved, but before he could even breath properly, a mask was shoved in his face and fitted tightly, the familiar feeling almost made Forever throw up, but he only tasted bile as the muzzle was left on his face.
“We hope you enjoy the island.” Was the last thing he heard from either of the bears for hours, leaving a screaming out in anger and hate Forever to wait how long it would take for the special cocktail to be swallowed.
It was hours with a sore throat screaming alone and trying to spit out the damned things in his mouth, but the muzzle was so tight it locked his mouth closed in place, and struggling lead to filing down only one of the two new bindings in his arm.
The TV alight back to life, almost blinding the blond in the dark room, blinking the stars behind his eyes, he would have dropped his jaw if he could, seeing Baghera unconscious form in front of him, and reading the rapid slashing texts saying “endurance testing, empathy testing, how long will one inact seeing fellow bonded experiment being hurt.”
His breath quickens as a worker entered into frame, reaching out and plucking one golden feather from his sister, and then another, and another.
Without voice, Forever still tried to scream to stop, begged to stop as seeing blood flow between his sister wings, and finally, struggled enough to turn the chair and make it fall down on his face. But even if he could not see he knew Baghera was suffering, without knowing it, and so, he swallowed down his pride, a ripped ear, and pills that surely would make him even more insane.
It was more hours later that one of the bears came and righted the chair, the TV was turned off, and opening the mask to the sides only showing the grid net covering his face, Forever has a soldered on smile as his eyes continued to cry.
Without a complaint, he took the pills given between the fishnet mesh covering his face, and so without any voice he still trembled with giggles, pupils dilated you could not see any of the color of his brown eyes.
Cucurucho nodded to no one, task was complete.