i know what you did last summer | frigays

He hadnt felt much of anything. A little banged up maybe, but nothing that Thread couldnt handle. Actually, if he was being honest right now, he wondered how he even made it out alive. Some of those kids were straight up nasty, but none of them could even land a hit to do any actual damage.

Thread made it out with more than he thought.

However, he did have the urge to throw the frying pan towards the palce they once came. He figured for now it was best to keep it, and while he got lost in thought, the sound of a cannon had brought him back in waves.

It was clear that someone was not joking around was it?

He looked at Fleur as she mentioned the bruises on him. He shook his head. "A couple bruises is better then being sliced open I suppose?" Thread couldnt help but smirk as he made it clear that he had no intentions of stopping himself from continuing. Stitch would have gone for blood, but he also was sliced open during his own bloodbath. For what it was worth, Thread did so much better.

"Who do you think fell back there?" Thread asked as he looked around the field and realized that there were obstacle courses all around them. It was all just a little bit odd to him.

He wondered if they participated in them, if they would get anything.

They would have to see now wouldnt they?

Even in the silence, Thread felt like he had been slightly suffocating. He wondered what it would be like to die. Maybe it would be at the hands of his worst enemies, but then he remembered that his own worst enemy was probably himself. He still wondered how Stitch had made it as far as he did.

Thread really didnt want to have to kill a kid if he didnt have too.

But this was the hunger games, and god forbid they didnt try to make anything dramatic. Even Thread knew well that Stitch had done everything he needed to do to survive, and that did include killing the one person that was in his way of going home. Even now, with a little salt on his lips, Thread tried to reconcile all of his trauma into one comparatively haunting thought.

He was probably destined to become his brother.

”those larger groups were going at it heavily...” Thread had shrugged, noticing a pair of bandages and picking them up. They would be useful for later. ”maybe a career?”. Did it actually matter? That was the question that popped into his head. He was still alive, and far away from anyone that could actually kill him except for Fleur. However, he had a feeing that they needed each other.

He looked forward noticing the course before them. ”I wonder if we get anything if we run this course? Thread said with a little laugh, almost wanting to challenge Fleur to a little race. However, that would be on her.

Hes confused for a moment, but that was because he had never been in a situation like this before. Growing up before he was even ready. He sighed for a moment before trying to focus on the whether, the seemingly relentless humidity pushing down on them like gravity was their worse enemy.

Weird to think that there were scarier things than gravity here.

But he looked up at Fleur and then back to the course before them. He noticed the flags on each side of the course, pointing to the one. ”There?” he said as he walked forward. This place was odd, but exploring it was key. After all, they were just children.

”Winner gets to take the second watch?” Thread proposed as he stretched quickly, closing the gap between himself and the start line. Waiting for Fleur to follow suit.