88 Pain

Obviously this one shot is platonic because he's a child.

Your fingers nimbly begin to sow the hole in your hoodie. You had snagged it on a spiked bush as you were trekking through the underbrush. Luckily the fire you were sitting by was keeping you warm from the cool night air. Once you finish sowing you happily look at your handiwork before slipping your hoodie back on. You look out of the entrance to the cave, making sure that no one could see the fire from the small space.

You slip your sowing items back into your bag and sit it beside you. You grab the already cooked food that you had brought from the shop earlier that day. You take a bite and hum in delight. But you freeze when you hear rustling nearby. You sit down your food and grab the bat you had brought with you. Your eyes widen when a familiar, small figure stumbles out.

"Karako?"

He looks up in surprise, before letting out a honk.

"Oh geez, what happened to you?" you ask, dropping the bat and jumping to your feet.

You run over to the stumbling child. You wince when you notice that he was covered in purple blood. You were now panicking, as gently as you can you pick up the short troll. You sit him down on the log that you had been sitting on previously. You grab your bag and sit it beside you; you shuffle through it until you manage to find the medicinal items that you had shoved in there.

"Okay, this is going to hurt, sweetie," you explain, "but it'll help you later on."

You look up at Karako's teary eyes, waiting for a response. Once he nods, you get to work. You pull out what was like an antiseptic and cloth, you dab the antiseptic on it and press it against one of the cuts on his shoulder.

"HONK!"

You flinch and pull away at his loud voice.

"I know, it hurts a lot," You try to soothe him, "you'll be alright though, you're strong."

He looks at you, now crying. You sit the items in your hand down and cup his cheeks.

"Aww sweetie." You coo.

You wipe the tears from his cheeks, smudging his face paint. He seemed a little upset about that.

"It's okay, I have some face paint, I'll fix it up later."

Once you calm him down, you pick the cloth back up and continue to clean him up.

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After a lot of struggles, you finally clean his wounds and bandage them up.

"There we go, now they won't get infected."

You pack your stuff away and pull out a sweet bar.

"Here, you're probably hungry."

Karako's eyes widen in happiness and he snatches the food, unwrapping it and scarfing it down. He looks over at you and honks happily. You look over at the entrance of the cave to see that the sun was beginning to rise.

"I'll be back in a minute, I just need to go and cover the front of the cave."

You get to your feet and rush out, wanting to get it covered before the sun fully rose. You jump up onto the top of the cave and drop the curtain that you made. You get back down and slip inside. You smile when you notice that Karako had slipped off his belts and knives and was curled up on the ground by the fire. You walk up to the fire and sit beside him.

"Karako, I think it might be more comfortable laying on my hoodie." You offer.

He opens his eyes and practically leaps over, laying his head on your stomach. It was only a few minutes before both of you were peacefully sleeping by the fire.

Have I ever said how much I love my clown son? Because its a lot.