"Holy shit," breathes Jason, and because he never fucking thinks before he does, he bolts up there onto the stage. His hands naturally go for the collar and only imagining his sister shrieking STOP at him, as she often has when he gets impulsive, has Jason standing still, hands clenching.
"Fred, sugar, what's all this?" he finally manages instead, making sure all of his bulk goes to blocking her from view. "Well, I dunno what the fuck it is but don't you worry, sweet pea. Don't you worry."
"No! Don't!" Fred shrieks, eyes wide, because for a second, it seems as if he might try to touch it, might try to take it off, but she's seen what happens when they come off. She remembers seeing someone whole and fine one minute and their head completely gone the next.
It's still cold against her neck, like new. It might not be disabled. It's like when they first put it on her, back in Pylea. Except, maybe she never left.
"Fuck," Jason yelps, and his hands go up in the air. "I won't, I won't." He sucks in a deep breath. "Jesus, what is it?" Okay, try to be reassuring, he told himself. Try to be a big brother type.
"It's so we don't run away, that's what they're for," Fred says, and while it may answer his question, answering him wasn't what she set out to do when she began speaking. She's trying to work it through, trying to remember and forget all at the same time.
Jason took a hold of her again, this time much more carefully. He cupped her jaw with one hand and the other was firm on her slender shoulder. "Hey, hey. You're gonna be okay. But listen, you're obviously the brains of this act, so I can't do anything if you don't calm down."
He caught her eyes and held them. "Come on, baby," he said softly. "You can do this."
"Fred, sugar, what's all this?" he finally manages instead, making sure all of his bulk goes to blocking her from view. "Well, I dunno what the fuck it is but don't you worry, sweet pea. Don't you worry."
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It's still cold against her neck, like new. It might not be disabled. It's like when they first put it on her, back in Pylea. Except, maybe she never left.
This isn't real. None of this is real.
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"Can't take it off. Oh god."
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He caught her eyes and held them. "Come on, baby," he said softly. "You can do this."
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