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blametheeditor · 2 years
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On The Fritz | Part 3
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
previously part of inktober
Warnings: Cursing. Mentions of trapping someone. Mentions of death. Thinking about being crushed, being forced to leave, being rejected. Mentions of a house being broken into (a friend who doesn't have a key)
Run Down: David agreed to take care of someone named Fritz. He did not sign up for being the guardian of the physical embodiment of the word ‘fritz’.
Hello motivation, my old friend
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Fritz didn’t think he’d get this far. 
He’d been dreading the day that, inevitably, at least one of the guards would figure out he’s not exactly human. He even tried to plan the perfect time and place in order to conduct a proper speech after weeding out which person would be the best to confide in. 
“Pocket is apparently too easy to escape from.” 
Of course, it got a bit...complicated after his mom died. Being too struck with grief to want to face the chance he could be rejected. Wrecked with overwhelming loss making it so he could only concentrate on one day at a time. 
“Jar could definitely work...” 
And, well, that’s what landed him in the literal hands of David. 
To be perfectly honest, the business man was the last person on his list to explain his...heritage to. Out of everyone, he expected nothing but hatred and disgust, the conversation ending with the demand Fritz leave forever. 
“Unless the dumbass shoves it off the counter.” 
That, or being crushed like the insignificant insect he’s constantly compared to despite never shrinking before until now. 
So he was terrified when David walked into the office with a jar in hand. Forced himself not to reveal how petrified he was after being swept up and deposited into a pocket. Darted around the house in complete panic as the business man slept, pleading that it’s not just sleep deprivation that hasn’t lost Fritz a home or his life. 
“Then there’s the whole Scott thing.” 
Fritz hesitates as the hands keeping him trapped inside a small ball of darkness no longer jolt slightly with every step taken, freezing at the realization he hasn’t exactly been paying attention to what David’s been doing. Considering there’s also been a distinct rumble every few seconds, it’s safe to say his fate for how they’re going to evade Scott has been planned without his input. 
Yet he’s not afraid. Worried, yes. He’s very worried for the David Harrison to have someone two inches tall completely at his mercy. 
But he’s only been trapped no more than a few minutes. In hands that could easily crush him and yet they haven’t tightened their grip at all. Something that only happened because Fritz was about to speed around the house for a second time, and that wouldn’t have helped anyone. 
Suddenly his confinement slowly opens for light to briefly blind him. Once his eyes adjust, his only glimpse at the outside world is David’s concerned expression. 
“Are you okay?” 
No, but he nods his head. 
“Are you going to speed off the second I open my hands?” 
Fritz finds himself taking a deep breath. Reminding himself that through all of this, David hasn’t hurt him. Hasn’t demanded answers in exchange to not be welcomed at the house or restaurant ever again. 
There’s still tension in his shoulders, unused energy demanding he flies in serpentine patterns. He shoves it away because the only way they can communicate is if he stays calm. David won’t hurt him. Neither will Scott or any of the others. 
A dramatic nod has the hand hovering above his head removed completely. But before he can try and stand up, a thumb settles over his chest, pinning him to the palm acting as a platform. 
Fritz goes as still as a statue. Staring at the digit taller than him. The reminder that if he doesn’t use his magic to its full extent, he’s completely and absolutely vulnerable. 
One look up at hazel eyes bigger than his head, however, keeps himself from doing the one thing he promised never to do on any of the guards. Feels himself relax if barely an inch at the awe and concentration to make sure there isn’t too much pressure being applied to keep him in place. 
He does silently yelp though as he’s lifted up a bit too quickly as David stares at him. 
“You’re absolutely tiny.” 
And you’re horrifyingly giant.
Fritz is allowed to be upset his very first time interacting with a human in his true form ended with him being forgotten in lieu of a nap. After being snatched up. As if David doesn’t realize just how big six feet is to someone two inches tall. 
That means he’s justified to cross his arms angrily, kicking at the pinky loosely curled toward him. 
He did not mean for it to twitch in response, scaring him enough he jumps, letting David laugh as he rubs it in Fritz’s face just how powerful he currently is. 
“It’s not my fault you’re shrunk,” the business man grins. “I’m pretty sure that was all you.” 
Doesn’t matter, I don’t need you messing with me!
Fritz glares as his words aren’t comprehended despite being a few feet away, close enough to read lips. Unless that particular boast was just a lie to try and one-up Eggs. 
David doesn’t respond and Fritz is definitely telling Eggs, glancing somewhere toward the kitchen before looking the redhead up and down. “Is there any way you’re able to grow and join the big kid's table? Preferably before Scott gets here?” 
His mouth turns dry at the reminder his secret is out and at the worst time possible. Because he can’t grow. Because he’s still a child, a baby compared to others, and the last time this happened he pretended to be sick for a week because he can’t control his magic, and his mom would be gently chastising him for not practicing for six months straight but he’s been alone and afraid and he’ll be stuck because he can’t /control his emotions especially without help and-! 
“Fritz,” has him jerking back into reality, chest heaving with panic as David towers over him despite being eyelevel. Forces himself not to flinch as a finger lightly brushes his hair back. “It’s okay, dumbass. We’ll figure this out.” 
We. We’ll figure this out.
All he can do is nod before snatching the finger still hovering close, unable to feel proud in the fact the action made David sputter. 
“Let’s start at the beginning,” the business man finally murmurs after clearing his throat. “Do you know when you’ll be able to?” 
Fritz tilts his hand to show he has a good idea. Certainly not an exact one. He’s on his own trying to reign his magic in this time. 
“What’s your guess.” 
David’s brow furrows as Fritz holds up seven fingers. “In seven hours?” Head shake. “Seven days!” A nod. “Oh hell no!” 
“I should be saying that to you.” 
They both freeze up at the voice definitely not coming through a phone. Before Fritz can motion for David, the thumb keeping him pinned vanishes, along with the claimed finger. He doesn’t move an inch as the giant then turns toward an extremely angry Scott standing by the front door.
One who actually is here a lot sooner than expected. And with how much his chest his heaving, he ran all the way here.
That’s when the business man growls. “Uh, no. When the hell did you get a key?” 
“Vince.” 
“The mutated grape picks locks! Why would he-!” The rant is cut off as Scott only meets the glare. “You did not.” 
“Where is Fritz.” 
If he had any chance of getting out of confronting the eldest guard, it was lost right then. Looking up at David scowling down at him let’s him know it’s his fault the house has technically been broken into. “Well go on. He came for you.” 
Fritz doesn’t move. He can’t. Not while he stands in the hand of any angry human. Not with one equally as angry standing a few feet away. Not without the promise David won’t let anything happen to him. 
He nearly bursts from terror as a finger suddenly nudges him, staring up at the tired yet fond sigh that ruffles his hair. “I’ll be right here, dumbass.” 
O-Okay.
Scott stares wide-eyed as he jumps into the air, magic blinding as his heart thumps in chest a bit too quickly. He waits patiently to be swat at, or sprinted away from, or yelled at to stay away. When none of those happen, he races forward to slam into the eldest guard’s chest, uncaring as a frightened curse sounds like thunder above him. Hands carefully cup around him as tears stream down his face, a silent laugh escaping as they jump from realization as he’s finally recognized. 
”Fritz? How, what-?"
The redhead doesn’t respond as he buries into the soft shirt. Curls against fingers gently rubbing his back. Hums happily at the quiet promises Scott has him. 
“David, what the hell?”
“I didn’t do this!”
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
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ashley-lynns-world · 2 months
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Submitted Application
so this morning i finally submitted my college application so now it is a waiting game to see if they accept me or not.
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flocklings · 7 months
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my teacher is going to help me find the Dinner in America script im gonna throw up
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flsunshinecashbuyers · 9 months
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National Lottery Day...
This is most people's dream is to win the lottery, something about free money is rather appealing. Whether it is a scratch-off, main lottery, and such, keep your fingers crossed and hope for the best as one day it could happen to you. If you did win the big one what would you do? Look for that perfect beach house in Hawaii, pay some bills, donate, etc.
So, in order to win you must play, especially on this National Lottery Day! Good Luck.
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bttfcarhire · 1 year
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@mary_steenburgen one of only two main cast members still to sign the @bttfcar dash board , will it happen in 2023 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 #marysteenburgen #teddanson #bttfcar #backtothefuture3 #backtothefuture #bookclub #bttf3 #officialbttfcar #bttfcarofficial #claraclayton #claytonravine #bttfcarhire #deloreantimemachine1985 #bttfdelorean #bttfdeloreanuk #fingerscrossed #wishlist2023 https://www.instagram.com/p/CqiiA-lD2mz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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jojo1992xxx · 1 year
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(22/09/2021) Our Poor Boy!! There's blood coming from his mouth again!! Hope it's nothing serious!! Last time it was because he had abscesses on his gums and the pain was soo unbearable that he couldn't eat!! Fingers Crossed!! #OurPoorBoy #OurPoorFurBaby #OurPoorlyBoy #OurPoorlyFurBaby #OurBoy #OurFurBaby #RescueBaby #RescueFurBaby #RescueBabyBoy #RescueFurBabyBoy #OurRescueBaby #OurRescueFurBaby #OurRescueBabyBoy #OurRescueFurBabyBoy #AdoptedBaby #AdoptedFurBaby #AdoptedBabyBoy #AdoptedFurBabyBoy #FingersCrossed 📷 📸 🐕 🐾 🤎 💙 🥰 🤞🏻 😕 🙁 😣 😩 🙂 ❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CqeFxz-MHax/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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One of the sides we never really think or talk about to owning and caring for reptiles... Live insect feeding... Trying my hand at raising dubias. #wishmeluck #nanopet #yummy #fingerscrossed #savingmoney https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpb4egIuIVerX1O41_pLy8pRmtDKITN7ILoBgM0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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maxinedoddart · 1 year
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Can’t wait to get cracking with these paints. Stored in a much loved and battered box. #JanVanHuysum 1682-1749, Amsterdam. Hopefully the @NationalGallery will forgive me posting this… but if lots of you go and see the painting, maybe I shall be forgiven! #fingerscrossed https://www.instagram.com/p/CpAXGPUM3wV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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koch-michael · 1 year
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happy to be a finalist with my series „left to my own devices“ @ the 2022 gomma photography grant! Thanks to the jury! ✨ @gomma_books #fingerscrossed . . #lefttomyowndevices #michaelkoch #art #photography #fotografie #contemporaryphotography #gommagrant #gommagrant2022 #finalist https://www.instagram.com/p/CnwrpcKoIUu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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vickilyna · 1 year
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The doctor from my surgical team was just in. She said if I continue to drink and eat without any problems I will be going home today. I think I fell asleep sometime at or around 2:00 a.m. and I slept pretty well. You can only get so much sleep here because they are in every few hours to check vitals and plus I'm still on IV antibiotics so I had a dose of that throughout the night. Unfortunately I am still needing pain meds every 6 to 8 hours which I was hoping I would be done with by now. I will keep everyone posted. I hope everyone has a happy Monday!! #room538isacceptingvisitors #mybffwillbeheretoday #fingerscrossed I can say that this time my stay has been wonderful. My nurses and techs have been absolutely amazing. I'm not saying that my fear and anxiety is 100% gone but it has definitely improved. The whole situation with COVID last year and the restrictions, the guidelines, having to keep the door to the room shut and nobody being able to visit really made an impact I think on everyone. (at Anne Arundel Medical Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnwighZrdVxxcoOZC_vAF-_K4gTCuy74-3pqW40/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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petrinakauai · 1 year
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Garden hack (I hope!) recommended by a friend - pool salt from @homedepot around decorative plants and gardens beds to annihilate African snails and tamp down weeds. #garden #gardenhack #africansnails #weeds #thestruggleisreal #kauai #kauailife #gardenlove #plantsmakepeoplehappy #fingerscrossed #plantlover (at Waipouli Ahupua`a, Kapaa) https://www.instagram.com/p/CndlHClLqW5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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catwoman60 · 1 year
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Trying my hand at Eggplant Parmingna...fingers crossed. #eggplantparmigiana #xmasdinner #fingerscrossed #xmas (at Jupiter, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmmQpYXOMSP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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So we built a sink!!! All we needed was a little vision, and some repurposed wood! The 4 x 4 posts came with us from our Bayshore house, they were holding up our apple trees once upon a time. The wood on the front and on the shelf on the bottom came out of a house our friend grew up in and its about 200 years old! That makes this sink super extra special!! All the other wood that was used was scraps of 2x12, 2 x6, and 2x4 from our current dome build m and the sink was purchased from Facebook marketplace! The only thing new is the faucet! 🙂 Hopefully by the end of today we’ll have it in and we might even have some running hot and cold water if all goes well, fingers crossed! #building #fromscratch #diy #repurposed #repurpose #rusticsink #rusticvanity #budgetfriendly #budgetfriendlydecor #offgridliving #indoorplumbing #runningwater #hotwater #fingerscrossed #fingerscrossed🤞 #custom (at The Adirondacks) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clt_OS8Of3i/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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