𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐀 , 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐨

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Tw: gore, blood, mention of cuts and violence, swearing (more than usual, but censored) alcohol, mention of hospitals

*summary at the end of the chapter*

"what the f*ck" Alex muttered; Iris instantly got up from her seat as Ollie silently scolded Tommy for snitching.

"Molly! You're hurt!" he attested, "you can't hide it!

"oH yeAh MoLLY, I"lL fOlloW yOuR lEad" She mocks, "EXCEPT FOR THE PART WHERE YOU DIDN'T FOLLOW MY LEAD!"

"there's no way you were going to get away with that!" he pointed towards her injury,

"well you know what they say, snitches get stitches—but I guess im the one getting stitches!" she chastises.

"let me see the hand" Iris mutters, walking over to the group.

"don't worry about it guys, there's a first aid kit in the kitchen, I'll clean it up and we'll act like this never happened" she backed away from the room slowly,

"Iris, please help my stubborn girlfriend" Tommy held onto Ollie to make sure she didn't escape,

"do you not understand what 'don't get killed' means?" Iris scolded, ushering the couple to the kitchen, the rest of the group following.

"well im standing right here—so I obviously didn't get killed."

"Ollie, tell me exactly what happened" Wilbur asked as Iris untied the bandana from the teens hand,

"Ranboo, Vee, and I were trotting around town having a grand ol' time until Keira, I like to call her spawn of Satan, mythic b*tch, sh*thead, d*ck—"

"we get it, you don't like her" Wilbur rushed,

"ok, so I bring us down an alley, but mythic b*tch FOLLOWS and corners us in the alley, im the calm one in this situation by the way, I voice my opinion, 'uh Vee doesn't wanna be your friend' but she TOOK PHOTOS of Ranboo's face, so I of course had to bring it up a notch" Ollie explains,

"please don't tell me you punched her" Iris worries,

"no! she was the one that pinned me up against the wall, and pulled out a knife on me, so then im like 'woah buddy that's a lil too far but its lowkey hot' but she's still taunting me with the knife two inches away from my face, so I pull out my handy dandy pepper spray, and spray her lululemon, puka shells, air force 1 lookin ass in the eyes"

"pop off Ollie!" Alex claps,

"thank you Big Q! but that's not all, milliseconds after I spray her, she brings her knife down and cuts me on the hand, I obviously don't even bat an eye because im petty like that, and then Ranboo deleted the pictures" she finishes,

"damn Ollie" Wilbur pauses, "Im proud of you"

"Thank you!" She grins,

"Alex can you get the alcohol out?" Iris asks politely.

"isn't a little too early for drinking Iris?" he jokes,

"it's never too early for drinking, but I need it to clean her hand"

"you're wasting my alcohol!" Ollie gasps,

"you can't even legally drink" Dream laughs,

"I still use it sparingly!" she shrugs,

"this is going to hurt" Iris warns, about to pour some of the vodka on Ollie's hand,

"well life hurts so I think I'll be fine—holy f*cking sh*t f*ck that burns never mind im not fine might as well stab me a couple more times because this f*cking hurts like sh*t" she wavers,

"here, have a shot" Wilbur hands the vodka to Ollie,

"you think burning my throat is gonna help the burning in my hand?" she breathes out,

"possibly" Wilbur shrugs, Ollie thinks a second before taking a sip from the bottle.

"y'know my pain tolerance is pretty high, but this is like just rubbing salt on the wound at this point" Ollie rambles as Iris cleans the cut,

"alcohol is literal salt—fermented—and distilled" She informed.

"Oh because that makes me feel so much better!" she said sarcastically before muttering a string of swears.

"guys if the streaming thing doesn't work out just know that Ollie would be a great sailor!" Alex commented,

"Im just gonna point this out, I can still track down people—" Dream mentioned,

"I know where she lives!" I added, "her parents love me, they'd for sure let us in to have a 'nice little chat"

"Vee I like the way you think" Dream nods,

"bright thinker" Ranboo mutters just so only him and I can hear.

"the bleedings stopped, but you're gonna need stitches" Iris sighs,

"I know how to do them, get the emergency kit under the sink" Ollie says through grit teeth.

"im not letting you stitch yourself back together"

"who else here is going to do it?" she tilts her head,

There's a moment of silence as we contemplate.
"we'd all be great doctors" Ranboo jokes,

"I know how to do it without getting infected" Ollie argued,

Iris thought for a second, "Wilbur, you're the other adult, what's your opinion?"

"I guess Dream and I are just the next-door neighbors or something..." Alex mumbled,

"There's no way she's going to do it, we can take her to the emergency room and also tell the police about the b*tch friend" Wilbur stated.

"What's the worst that can happen if I stitch it up?"

"your hand could get infected, and you could have to amputate it" Iris blurted,

"How optimistic of you Iris, thanks for the input" Ollie says droningly,

"c'mon Ollie, let's go to the ER" Wilbur sighs,

"I need to go for consent forms" Iris commented,

"I wanna go too!" Alex volunteers.

"can I go please?" Tommy mutters,

"Tommy..." Wilbur protested,

"please" Tommy pouted,

"Wilbur just let him go, he'll probably start cleaning the house if he stays" Ollie defended,

Wilbur sighed deeply before continuing, "Tommy if you get on my nerves im putting you on the streets"

Tommy nodded eagerly "ok!"

"Dream stay here and make sure the rest of them don't get shanked..." Iris muttered.

SUMMARY:
Iris goes big sis mode on Ollie's injury and goes to get help for it. Ollie swears like a sailor <3 and tells the story about Keira to the rest of the group, While Vee feels extremely guilty about the whole situation.

a/n: i literally tried to post this last night but wattpad just decided not to or whatever, long story short, wattpad sucks.