Tin Man Drabble requests 4.0

[surranndie]

"Annex" is finally posted and now it's time for some short, mindless madness. Though knowing me, it'll morph into uncontrollable things, as usual.

Who can play: Glitch, Ambrose, Cain, Raw, in almost any combination including threesomes. Post your requests and we'll see what happens.

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[ameonna1.livejournal.com]

Oh, oh, can I sneak one in?

Cain/Ambrose/Glitch

Aaand the prompt is 'Homework'

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"I'm tired," Glitch sprawled in his chair, letting his head fall against the top of the backrest.

Ambrose sighed and rested his chin in his palm. "We're almost done," he tried to sound encouraging but he too was tired of the daily ritual. "You know as well as I do that if you want to retrain your mind, you have to do your homework. Now, who is this?" He held up the next in the stack of photographic flash cards they went through every day.

Tilting his head just enough to see the picture, Glitch grimaced. "Emily."

"Glitch," Ambrose prompted with a warning tone.

"Fine. Emily Fairfield. She's the nurse in charge of poking people with sharp things."

"Close enough," replied Ambrose. He looked up with Cain entered their shared room, giving the Tin Man a weary smile. "Just in time, Wyatt. Your turn; I need a break." He stood and made his way toward the bathroom.

Glitch sank even lower in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest with a scowl. "How come I don't get a break?"

"Because this is your homework and because you won't do it on your own, we share the lovely task of helping you with it," Cain reminded him, replacing Ambrose in the seat across from Glitch at the small table. "How're you doing today, sweetheart?" He asked gently, noting how tired and restless Glitch looked.

"I'm fine," Glitch gave him a tiny, sweet smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I really do appreciate you guys and your flash cards."

Cain understood why Glitch was reluctant to continue with the training. It was a constant reminder of everything Glitch had lost, the simple ability to place a name with a face, something the rest of them took for granted.

Setting the rest of the cards down and standing, Wyatt made his way around the table. He offered his hand, which Glitch took. Pulling Glitch to his feet, Cain led him over to the open balcony.

Glitch leaned against the sturdy stone rail, sighing happily when Cain embraced him from behind, covering him like a warm blanket. After a few silent moments, Cain shifted just a bit to the side and Glitch glanced back to see Ambrose joining them. Ambrose pressed up against Glitch's other side, one arm wrapping around Cain's shoulders at the same time.

Together, they stared out at the expanse of land around them. Glitch leaned into the warmth of his two companions, smiling at his good fortune.

Down below, someone led a pair of horses to the large grass field to graze. Glitch pointed and cheerfully announced, "Hey, there's James Hardent, he's the stable master."

Behind Glitch's head, Ambrose and Wyatt exchanged a delighted grin. Their work was not for nothing after all.