"Whozzis?" asked a loud voice. I sat up in bed groping for my knife only to find that it wasn't there and that there wasn't anybody dangerous, only a blind black kid.

"Never mind me. Who the hell are you?" I asked, freaked out. Someone with an obviously metal appendage raced down the the hall with their hand against the wall.

Bucky poked his head into the room. "Oops, sorry, I should have warned you about Jamie. Jamie has a special ability to sense people as they walk near them, even though they are hella blind." Bucky said. "I gotta go get myself a plum and some strawberry milk from the fridge and put a shirt and shoes on. Be ready to go at any given time, Fang. PLUUUUUUMMMMMMSSSS..." Bucky slid out of the room and I could hear the rivets on his arm scraping against the wall. Oh my god, that guy really likes plums...

" So...name? Gender? Sexuality? Special abilities? Age? Are you in the Pride Community?" Jamie asked, grinning like a maniac.

"I'm Fang, male, bi, I have wings, I'm sixteen, and yes. I'm in the LGBTQ+ community as both the B and the T." I answer, feeling a smile grow on my face. "What about you, Jamie?"

"You already know that I'm Jamie, I'm nonbinary, I'm asexual, I can tell when people are coming near me or I'm near them, I'm ten, and I'm clearly in the LGBTQ+ Community. Just look at my dads! I have two, bitches! They have taken me to the Pride Parade and described everything to me and even went in drag. You fucking with me?" Jamie laughed, navigating their way down the stairs. I followed, smiling even bigger.

When was the last time I'd smiled? It was a long, long time ago I think.

"Eat yo plum, Jamie!" Bucky screeched as we came into the kitchen for breakfast. "Eat yo plum, Fanger!"

"...what the fuck man?"

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