forum RP with Fraust! // CLOSED

Started August 23, 2022 by @EtherealDreamer

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Beatrice gave him a toothy smile.
"We'll see Finn, I might stay with you guys, I might not." She told him.

Finn sighed dramatically and looked away. "Fiiine… okay." He yawned, stretching. "It's weird sleeping in this form. I usually sleep as a wolf."

Beatrice gave a small laugh.
"Is it more comfortable?" She asked curiously "sleeping in wolf form?"

"Mm. I guess so." Finn shrugged, trying to think of why he preferred to sleep that way. "I guess it's nice to not have to worry about pajamas. Fur and such. And Teagan and I can sort of just huddle up on the floor and be comfortable."

Beatrice nodded and smiled at him.
"Wanna see this video my friend sent me?" She asked, talking about the video she just saw, about the cat jumping after a bird and landing in a pool.

"Hm? Yeah, sure." Finn replied, moving a bit closer to Beatrice and looking down at her phone expectantly for the video to appear.

Beatrice reloaded the instagram post and held the phone closer to Finn's face.
"She sent this to me before she posted it, her cat practically jumped into her pool while chasing a bird." She said smiling. She went into her gallery and clicked on the picture of the cat looking wet and angry and showed it to Finn. "She sent me this picture too."

Finn blinked and backed up a bit when the phone was held closer to his face. He laughed at the video and the picture, smiling brightly. "Aw, he looks so angry and pathetic. I don't get to see cats very much; they always run away."

Beatrice laughed softly and then gave a look to Irena and Teagan, to see if the sound woke either of them up.

When neither of them stirred she turned back to Finn.
"Joanna had a cat, a white long haired one named snowball, she was the only cat I met that actually liked water." She told him with a smile.

Finn nodded, still smiling. "I like water. I wonder what it would be like if I had a pet?" He hummed thoughtfully. "I mean, I could talk to my own dog. That would be pretty cool, right? Since wolves and dogs can communicate and all."

Beatrice laughed softly.
"That would be awesome, honestly." She admitted.

"What kinda dog would I get?" Finn hummed thoughtfully. "Not that I have the money right now or anything, just speculating."

Beatrice smiled "I want a pug," she admitted "so I can name him Henry like Nick Nelson did in one of Alice Osemans novellas, this winter."
She smiled at him and laughed wildly.

"Get a pug then." Finn shrugged. "If you can afford it, I guess. I think I'd like a big dog." He hummed again. "Something I could run around with."

Beatrice smiled.
"I don't have enough money." She stated "but I will buy one if I ever do get the money."

Finn nodded and yawned, smiling as well. "Sounds good to me. Guess I should find some way to get money or something. When do you think they'll wake up?" He looked over at Irena and Teagan.

Beatrice shrugged.
"We can go downstairs if you want to let them sleep without risking waking them up." She suggested and then flushed slightly "but we don't have too."

"Um… sure, that's fine if you want to." Finn shrugged, hesitating before carefully crawling out of bed. He did his best to avoid waking up Irena and Teagan in the process.

Beatrice did the same, making her way out of bed by going to the end.
She lightly stepped when heading down the stairs behind Finn. She made her way into the den, where she sat down on the squishy beige colored loveseat.

Finn sat down beside her and yawned, rummaging around to try and find the TV remote. He found it and handed it over to Beatrice so she could choose something to watch. "They'll probably wake up soon. Teagan doesn't typically sleep much longer than I do."

Beatrice smiled and turned on the TV, channel surfing until she stopped on Nickelodeon, which was playing Spongebob.

"Irena sleeps like a rock sometimes," she said "once, last year during school she slept until like five in the afternoon on a Saturday."

"Mm. I try not to sleep too late." Finn laughed softly. "I mean, I like sleep, but I like to do stuff with my day too. I hate waking up super early for school, though…"

Beatrice giggled. "Tell me about it." She said, the giggles turning into a slight laugh. "Everyone hates getting up for school."

Irena trailed down the stairs at that point and sat in the armchair in the corner, her hair smashed on one side and her eyes reduced to slits. "What time is it?" She asked tiredly, stretching.

Beatrice checked her phone. "ten." She told her sister and Irena groaned.
"I'm taking a nap." Irena said and closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

Finn smiled softly at Beatrice's laugh, looking at her fondly for a moment before he snapped out of it at the sound of Irena stumbling down the stairs. When Beatrice said the time, he looked confused and a bit concerned and checked his phone to make sure.

"Ten? Teagan should be up by now… he never sleeps this late." He hummed a bit, considering whether he should get up and check on his brother.

Beatrice smiled and looked over at him.
"You can go check on him." She softly suggested "make sure he's okay and everything."

"Alright, I'll be right back." Finn got up and headed upstairs to see if Teagan was okay. Teagan was still sleeping when he got to Irena's room, and Finn came over to him, laying the back of his hand on Teagan's forehead. Teagan was breathing strangely; small huffs of breath almost as though he were panting. His forehead felt warm, and Finn frowned, unsure what to do. He carefully pulled back the covers so he could check Teagan over more thoroughly, and he found a gash on his brother's side that was hot to the touch. He huffed, narrowing his eyes at his twin and then pulled the covers back over him to go back downstairs. He looked irritated and concerned when he returned.

Beatrice noticed the look and sat up straight.
"What's the matter?" She asked, her voice trembling with fear and concern. But she could tell from his face that nothing happened to Finn himself, this had to be about Teagan. "What's wrong with Teagan?"

"He's an idiot, that's what's wrong with him. He didn't let you treat him properly because he wanted you to deal with me." Finn huffed, crossing his arms. "Now he's got an infection and a fever and we'll have to deal with his whining. At least he isn't sick. I'd get sick too…"

Irena opened her eyes and smiled a dry lipped smile.
"We would all be sick, we slept in the same bed," she croaked "i'm not feeling too hot myself."

Beatrice rolled her eyes and turned back to Finn.
"Well i'm going to go upstairs after letting him sleep a little longer, to treat his wound and patch it up correctly." She told Finn "and then i'm sure we can find some kind of medicine that will help in the medicine cabinet in the master bathroom connected to my room."

"Well, he isn't sick. He just has an infection because he's a stupid idiot. He's done this before." Finn flopped down on the couch, his arms still crossed. "Dumbass is 'soooo protective' of me or whatever that he can't be bothered to let you know he's injured. Well, I can take care of myself better than he can, apparently."