Syx had woken up from that nightmare again. It had gotten more frequent since his break up with Wayne. The stress, he was sure. Making sure not to wake Anna, Syx slipped out of bed and headed into the workshop. He needed a distraction. What he got was…
He made a high-pitched distressed noise in the back of his throat, beginning to hyperventilate. The void had come to swallow him whole.
Eyes wide Syx cried out as he watched her floating hair eat half a bomb, “Aah, watch out!”
He held up his hands, torn between stopping her and urging her to exit faster.
Celestialess of course, didn’t react until the bomb was engulfed in her hair.
A second later, a small, dull pop would sound from her hair, and a brighter light shine inside of it but other than that, no destructive explosion would come forth.
Finally stopping, she lifts her hands and doesn’t touch anything. That she could help.
“…What…?”
Syx thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest as he watched the cloud of black, pinks, and oranges that were her hair swallow the old bomb. Sinking to the floor, he just stared in horror, shocked to even be alive.
“You… boom…” a hysterical laugh leaked out of him as he tried to regain control of his functions.
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