First off, there are some drabbles for me to post!
Dreams
Mohinder stood in the bathroom, looking around the room. It wasn’t really his bathroom or anything, it was more like a tub room. Molly had been begging him for weeks to go to this place. According to her, it would be really good for him, though he wasn’t quite sure he believed her. He slowly slipped off the robe he was wearing, and slipped into the heavily salted bathwater, feeling him float. He laid on his back, and just let the water float him in the water, feeling himself…well, unable to feel anything. The only thing he could hear was the sound of his heart beating…the only thing he could see the impenetrable darkness. He could only feel the warm water surrounding him. Slowly, he began to dream.
The dream was so vivid and intense, that he could have sworn it was real. He was on his back, someone was caressing his chest, with something that was warm and wet. When he opened his eyes, a pair of lips kissed his own, and he returned it hungrily. He knew who it was, he did not have to see. He needed to though. He needed to see who it was. Slowly he opened his eyes, and he saw Sylar. The wet, warm stuff that he was putting on Mohinder’s body was blood. Mohinder even knew whose blood it was is. He could feel the pain that was emanating through his stomach. He had had this dream before…and for some reason, though it felt more real, it did not feel as scary as his previous dreams. He just kissed him back, deepening the kiss, and enjoying the dream while it lasted.
Rated
“But Sylar…” Molly Walker whined “I really want to go!”
Sylar sighed, looking at Molly and her in her big girl clothes. So far puberty had been good to her, and she was already getting the boy’s attention. In fact, that was what the problem was. A boy had asked her to go to an R rated movie. “What did Mohinder say?” Sylar asked.
Molly paused, looking at him “…He said no…”
Sylar nodded, taking a bite of the English muffin he had in his hand. “And why did he say no?”
Molly sighed, crossing her arms “Because I’m only fifteen…”
Sylar looked at her and he smirked a bit. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a twenty dollar bill, handing it to her “Get an extra large popcorn”
Molly grinned, taking the bill “Thanks!” She said, before she quickly left.
Now, if anyone read the Syhindlar blog, they would know that I only posted two at a time, but because I missed yesterday, here is a third one!
Teamwork
“Mm…did I ever tell you that I like being on a team?” Sylar said, putting his feet up on the dashboard of the car “I mean…when you’re on a team, you don’t have to worry about things being purely blamed on you, and you have someone to talk to, and you have someone who has your back…” Sylar moved the hotdog that was in his hand and he put it in his mouth. “Don’t you agree, Mohinder?” He looked back at Mohinder, who was in the backseat, just glaring at him.
“No, I would rather be doing this alone.”
Sylar shrugged, taking another bite “Suit yourself”.
Days Until Norton Expires: 680
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