WALT KILLS THE DISNEYS

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because how did we not realize this wonderful pun

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[meanttobe]

M- Mr. White, sh- she was fine, like sick but not- and then she just- starting shaking a-and now- help, please help me, I-I have to save her--

[He's breathing just about as shallowly as she is.]

[bluemeanie]

...C'mon.

[fuck fuck shit. alright. just. lead him to the infirmary. let her die there. nobody will be any the wiser.]

[meanttobe]

[He nods and follows, still just. Murmuring, it'll be alright it has to, something, what is it, like, meant to be might be in there somewhere. Places a gentle kiss on her forehead.]

[bluemeanie]

Just...set her down. I'll look for something.

[not much talking. walt goes over to the counter and pretends to look busy. do it long enough and it should work.]

[meanttobe]

Okay. Okay, I'll- [He sets her down on a cot, carefully, and immediately starts tapping on her cheeks again, brushing hair from her face, lightly shaking her- anything to wake her up.] Mack. C'mon, Mack, you gotta wake up, you gotta tell me what to get you. C'mon, please, c'mon. I don't know what I'd do if- [His voice breaks. His hands shake and he fights back tears.]

[destinycalling]

[She kind of blinks up at him like ??? because did you know it's kind of hard to be super coherent when you're dying of bean poison.

0/10, Mack does not fucking recommend.]

Bra . . . dy . . . ? Whe . . . re?

[??????????]

[meanttobe]

[Thank God, he lets out a relieved smile, a hand on her cheek.]

Infirmary. You had a- a seizure, do you have something you take for it? [He looks away, for but a moment.] Mr. White, she's awake! Did- did you find something to help?

[bluemeanie]

No, I'm...I'll - I'll keep looking.

[he keeps digging through the drawers, not really looking all that much, though he does pause briefly to speak over his shoulders.]

I...don't know if there's anything that can help.

[meanttobe]

[Um excuse him- Brady just keeps looking at Walter.]

What do you mean, there's all kinds of medicine in here, just- look harder!

[He isn't the kind to really get mad but.]

[bluemeanie]

Jesus, what's even wrong with her? How am I supposed to find something without knowing that?

[This fucking kid, I swear.]

[meanttobe]

It- she's been sick, like- we thought it was food poisoning or something but then the seizure just-

[Look he's trying-]

I thought of all people you should know since you've... [Brady trails off.]

Been hovering. Every time I left the room, you were somewhere...

[...well hell!]

[bluemeanie]

[aaaand he's gonna go right back to looking now, making sure his face is completely turned from brady.]

I'm not sure what you mean by that.

[he keeps his hands drifting, mind wandering. oh shit. something, something, something...his hands stop moving when they feel some medical instruments.]

[meanttobe]

[He doesn't take his gaze off Walt, but he just kind of. Starts to move his arms so they're under Mack. Just in case he has to pick her up in a hurry.]

In the hallway... Or the kitchen... You... You keep to yourself, Mr- Walter. So why...did I keep seeing you the last two days?

What did you do to her?

[bluemeanie]

I...didn't do anything to her.

[he feels something sharp. he runs his hands up and down it. a scapel. that'll do.]

If you're going to accuse me, at least...have the sense to accuse me of something plausible.

[meanttobe]

Like poison? That's been happening a lot lately, right? And we... Angel said there's plenty of things to poison someone with in the greenhouse.

[Get her upright. Get ready. Glance a moment at her, to make sure she's secure.]

[bluemeanie]

What makes you think I'd know anything about how to poison anything?

[Jesus Christ, Brady. The man's in a fucking onesie and you expect him to be some sort of cold-hearted killer.]

[meanttobe]

Chitoge was a high schooler and she knew how. You're a...a chemistry teacher. All science.

[He's got her in his arms- and is totally ready to book it and just run.]

Just- I've got you, so just tell me how to save her a-and- just tell me how to save her.

[he's not. great at the big dramatic speech confrontation stuff.]

[bluemeanie]

...The signs she's been showing have similarity to lily of the valley. A temporary poison.

[Gotta feed him this bullshit. At least let him buy this.]

Let me have a look at her.

[meanttobe]

[He looks at her. She's barely conscious. He doesn't trust Walt but he doesn't really have time to argue...

Brady hesitantly edges closer to Walter.]

Temporary? So...she'll be okay?

[bluemeanie]

I imagine so.

[He turns, hesitantly. He presses the scapel up against his leg, making sure it isn't visible.]

Just...set her down there.

[meanttobe]

[With a wary stare he does so...but doesn't exactly move out of the way, not fully-]

I- I just. Don't want to be too far away. [His heart's pounding.] You're... You gotta know how it is. With someone you love.

[bluemeanie]

...Yes, I do.

[It doesn't make him loosen his grip, and he knows what's going to happen. He just has to wait.]

[meanttobe]

[So. Hesitantly. Keeping a shaking hand on one of Mack's, he steps back, to let Walt look her over.]