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It was so unbearably cold.
It's not like Wemmbu hated it. He was a creature from the end, he thrived in the cold. It was supposed to be the remnants of his home, it was supposed to be the reason Wemmbu skated in the first place. So why? Why did it feel so overwhelming right now. And that bastard. What did he even achieve doing that, by saying that.
Wemmbu knows he messed up that routine, it was his first mistake in what? 2 years? At least he thinks so, but here he was getting the lost cause treatment while flame got the little brother one, 'it was completely unfair!' he thought to himself. He knew what he was getting into when he asked Manepear to train him. He knew he was never going to be enough in his eyes. was he even something to begin with? He knew that he was going to be seen as just replaceable furniture compared with FlameFrags. And yet he felt a bit jealous, he has never had someone to hold him like Manepear does when flame gets injured in a routine (Which doesn't happen often). He hasn't even had someone who praises him like he's made of gold, I mean he has egg, but egg doesn't even skate! maybe it was a greedy thought, yet a yearning one, he yearned for someone to make he feel like he was enough. Not that he would tell anyone.
Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a familiar figure. FlameFrags.
He glared at Flame while he thought to himself. Why was he here, was he going to brag about not being the one kicked out? Surely.
But to his surprise the half-blaze half-demon. Does it matter? spoke "hey, do you have another rink to practice?" He asked, he knew the answer, it's not like Wemmbu had other people, much less in the skating industry.
But to his surprise he actually responded with a simple "no"
"Expected, I heard of this one down town, it's called something like, finale? I think"
"Why are you telling me this Flame"
"Because you clearly need somewhere to train or practice idiot"
"Bold of you to assume I won't retire"
"No, I know you won't Wemmbu. Because if you did, I wouldn't have anyone to rival me, and... You are talented Wemmbu, don't throw that away cause of my stupid older brother"
What, did Flame just compliment Wemmbu's skills?! Well talent, the same thing! Even so, Flame was the least expectable person to do this. This made Wemmbu actually consider the offer handed to him. "I... I will think about it..." "Thanks..." He muttered, it was almost inaudible, but of course Flame noticed! That bastard was grinning like a kid!
"I will pass you the number, good luck." "As 'thank you' you should invite me to lunch."
Of course he said that, what did Wemmbu expect from him out of all people. "Fine, Friday at 2 pm."
"Deal."
Flame was annoying, sure, he was always on about his rivalry with Wemmbu and shit. But behind that mask was also something else, it took a while for Wemmbu to notice, but Flame was one of the only people who genuinely cared for him, even if his older brother was an asshole the one Wemmbu ached for approval from. They were friends, yeah unbelievable, and that was why they did these little lunch 'reunions' sometimes before competitions.
After flame left, the emptiness returned, but Wemmbu was exhausted and couldn't even care less. Who could really blame him? He was tired and just wanted to get home, and maybe eat whatever Eggchan did earlier. So, he got himself into his car. A black BMW his guardian gifted him. And for the first time in a long time in Wemmbu's life he speeds, he just wanted to get home, it didn't matter how. A trip who usually took 15 minutes, he made it in 10.
*ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚ Eggy's pov! *ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚
Eggchan was reading a book called 'the loose guide on how to visit the beach' it was a nice book, it was about two friends, one which was dealing with a rare chronical illness who wasn't identified since childhood, and the other who was the definition of troublemaker. It was really nice. Well, that was until he heard the engine of Wemmbu's car, why was he so early? Wemmbu was never early, he was the type to keep training until midnight, the dragon was the stubborn type, for more than Eggchan has told him that he should sleep more, he never listened.
So, it was weird, really weird. Suddenly the tall figure made it to the door so Eggchan could get a look. Did he leave something at home? But to Egg's surprise the dragon didn't even spare him a look! Rude, that was probably rude. Even so the figure just continues to its room in the massive home.
*ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚ Wemmy's pov! *ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚
Wemmbu made his way into his room, ignoring his best friend’s calls from the living room. For a moment the room felt excruciating, every decoration he felt over the years felt like it was there to mock him. He felt his face turn warm at the edge of his eyes, he wondered what was that feeling affecting his eyes, was the soil leaking? Or was it a cry (iykyk). The warm spread through his face like fire, it was not burning him but it made him feel pathetic, suddenly he found himself in a desolate corner where the quite light of the sunset wouldn’t find his way in. He had his arms around his knees while covering his head with them, he was also shaking, and it was definitely not from the cold. He was crying but, in a way, as if he wanted to hide it from the world. His breath was hiccupping and he honestly couldn’t breathe normally, as if his chest was being crushed by the weight of a mace.
He was suddenly shrieked by the weight of a hand in his shoulder, it was warm, he didn’t even notice when Eggchan entered, the angel had wrapped his wings around Wemmbu’s own ones, giving him comfort, and most importantly stability.
"Hey, hey, what happened?" the angel exclaimed, his face was written in worry and concern. Egg his best friend, the person, or well angel that has seen him at his best and at his worst. Was crouching looking at him like he was made of fragile glass. And Wemmbu hated every second of it, he felt miserable, he hadn’t cried since the incident with Rejoice, he promised himself not to cry again, not to make everyone look
at him with disgusting pity, maybe Mane said the truth. Maybe he was nothing more than a 'lost cause'.
*ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚ Eggy's pov! *ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚
I took over ten minutes for Wemmbu to calm the hell down, and even though he was still crying he was “Mane..."
"What did Mane do Wemm?"
He got obviously ignored. Wemmbu looked tired as hell, maybe it was best if they talked about it in the morning! Right? I mean what could have Mane done for Wemmbu to look like this.
Okay! The angel expected a lot of things. Maybe Wemmbu lost in a competition and Mane got mad? Or maybe his best friend just had enough of being treated like forgotten furniture collecting dust in the corner of a store? Don't blame the angel! He didn't even like Mane since the beginning, the only thing that mane accepted was perfection in an imperfect world which is kind of ironic if you ask him.
"He kicked me out" Suddenly his thoughts seemed to be interrupted by a small broken voice.
if hybrids didn’t have most of their senses enhanced, he would have probably missed it.
“What” It’s not like he didn’t hear it the first time, it’s just that the statement was so unbelievable that it was like a joke throwed at his face, yes Mane was an asshole most of the time, he wanted to separate Wemmbu and Eggchan with the excuse of Egg holding Wemmbu back, but this? It didn’t make any sense! Wemmbu was exceptional at ice skating, he moves with grace, as if he was born to skate. And Mane only had Flame and Wemm for competitions, why kick one of them? It doesn’t benefit him in any way!
“I said that he kicked me out egg!” “He disposed of me the same way you dispose garbage” Wemmbu repeated the sentence, higher this time.
Egg was enraged. He knew how much Mane’s approval meant to Wemmbu even if he hasn’t gotten it once. However, he must stay calm in order of not shriek out Wemmbu even more, “So what are you going to do then?” he asked in the steadiest tone he could manage to get.
“I… I don’t know bro” Wemmbu’s tone was calmer now, or well tired, but hey, at least he wasn’t crying anymore! “Flame passed me the information of a new rink downtown. Stupid, isn’t it? He shouldn’t have done it, yet he did”
“And what’s the name? we can go check it out tomorrow”
“Finale or something like that”
“Oh my god bro”
“What?”
“THAT’S WHERE I WORK!”
“WHAT?!” “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?!”
It was really stupid, the whole situation was stupid, yet here they were, laughing like little kids at the stupidity of it, but at least Wemmbu got a better mood out of it, actually standing up from the floor of the corner.
*ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚ Wemmbu’s pov! *ੈ✩·₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩·₊˚
They had moved their conversation to the kitchen now, where both calmed down completely.
“So, since we are going to the same place tomorrow…”
“Spit it out Egg”
“Can you drive me there too” the angel put his best puppy face. In Wemmbu’s opinion It looked like a dog that was run over by a car though.
“I could have driven you there even before I was kicked out from sunset bro” (Yes, Mane’s rink name will be sunset <3)
“oh”
And so, night bled onto midnight and midnight into morning.
Wemmbu really wondered what will happen now that everything changed, he wonders how this new rink will treat him, will he be the replaceable one once again? Or will he finally be seen as a person?
Guess we will find out next chapter