. . .
Theodore sighed, Ike and Norman looking at him.
"Sorry about my brother. . . He can be like that, and Otto is usually the one at the end of that stick."
Theodore shook his head,"I. . . I dunno why but, despite it. . . I still half expect to see my brother come home, come home like it was a bad dream and that everything would be fine but. . .", Theodore shuddered, Ike and Norman sat by his side.
"You want a hug?"
"Mhm."
Theodore sank into their embrace.
"You can cry too if you want."
Theodore nods, appreciating that they weren't calling him a baby for wanting to cry or crying and just, hugging him.

"He must have been so cool."
"Mhm."
"May we come in?"
Robert and Adelle came in, Ike looked at them,"I'm really sorry about my brother's actions, we think it's some Impulse disorder but. . .", Robert knelt down,"No need to apologise on his behalf, Cornelius warned me and I should have seen it coming; And it wasn't your fault, you're not responsible for your brother's actions.", Ike sighed, now looking more glum.
"I don't wanna go home. . ."
"You don't have to, your dad said you can stay and they'll sort it out, you don't need to see or hear."
Ike nods, grateful,"But. . .", Norman looked at Robert,"What could have had Quentin say something like that, I guess maybe because the funeral hasn't happened yet?", Robert shook his head,"No, no. . . See, the doctor said he's in this, coma like state; He's not dead, but he's on the scale.", Robert held his hand out flat, his hand dipping either side,"Hanging between; It was safer to put him in a coma.", Theodore nods, Robert ruffled his hair,"I didn't tell you cause I wanted you to focus on your recovery, my guess is the rumor went around because we're keeping it private from the prying eyes on neighbours and reporters.", the three could understand.
Adelle handed something to Robert, then he turned to Theodore,"Franklin had this ready.", Theodore unwrapped it, finding a yellow raincoat,"Yellow is your favourite colour.", Robert nods, Theodore smiling a little.
"How about this. . . To make up for it, how about a tour of my workshop and I'll let you do some experiments?"
"Really?"
Robert nods,"Of course, let's lighten the mood and not end this day on a bad note.", they lit up to that.

=

'I told you not to not get ahead of yourself!'

Lisa groaned.
She should have just done it alone, thankfully she wasn't caught in the crossfire but. . . She felt awful about it.
If she had just known Quentin would take it so far, so wouldn't have said anything!
Then again. . . Would he have still done it, even if she never told him?
Thud.
She looked up at the ceiling.
What was that.

She left her room, looking up and down the hall and noticed the swaying of the attic string.
. . .