Midnight....What's Going On?...
A month later since....the incident with Midnight's brother-in-law, the poor girl has lost all control. And this is NOT the Friendship Games flashbacks talkin'.
To make matters worse, Midnight's now gained OCD to join the autism-ADHD she had already...GREAT....NOT.
Midnight was currently curled up into a ball, going insane, if you must. "Curse this OCD I hath recieved after the tragedy I hath had to hear about...?!" Did...did she just speak in Shakespeare?! Yes, what you just heard was an insane Midnight....speaking in Shakespeare language. She was practically Macbeth going mad over killing King Duncan at this point in time, except no daggers were involved.
The door to the bedroom opens slowly. "Hon? You in here?..." Fire Pit spoke softly, as per usual, only to freeze up on the spot as he sees a curled up Midnight, bloodshot eyes, bags under her eyes, shivering like mad...was she cold?
Fire Pit's concern was through the roof. "H-hey...you alright, Middy?..." He slowly took quiet steps towards his beloved, not wanting to startle Midnight....as she's currently in predator mode at the moment. Scared and shaken up, he slowly reached a hand to her shoulder, and of course...she flinched. "Woah..babe, hey...shhh....it's ok, you're ok...it's just me...it's just Fire Pit..."
She immediately jolted upright at hearing the name. "FIREPITIDIDN'TKNOWYOUCAMEBACK
HOMESOEARLY!-..." ....only to fall onto the floor with a smol, yet audible....THUD!
"...ow."
He chuckles softly. "Haha, ok, come on, you clumsy hottie..~" Fire Pit offered his hand to Midnight...she took it, yet....
"Is...is there something going on, Midnight?..."
Realisation struck HARD like getting whipped with a cane...
"Babe...uhh...what's the matter? You look more....howdoIsaythiswithoutoffendingher...depressed." Fire Pit hesitated.
That made Midnight tense up, she barely WAS depressed...but this..this could be it. "....depressed?" She repeated softly, yet shakily.
"Uhm...yeah. Depressed."
"I'm not depressed." Midnight's voice suddenly took a more...psychotic and insane turn.... "Heh....IFIWASDEPRESSEDI'DPROBABLYBEINREHABORTHENUTHOUSE!!!!!~"
Fire Pit felt like his heart skipped a beat....and not in a particularly GOOD way either. "Middy..whaddya mean?..." He tried approaching her again, but....
"You heard me, Fire..." She eventually looked at him, if this were a real life horror movie remake of The Shining, you'd be scared in mere seconds. Midnight had the Pennywise-like grin, eyes are literal dots... "If I was depressed, I'd be in the nut house by now...~"
Fire Pit's eyes widen and concern grew like a beanstalk at this point. "Woahwoahwoah. Midnight, CALM DOWN.." He held her shoulders firmly, but not to hurt her of course. "Deep breaths, baby...in...."
Nothing... yet. He DID however hear her heartbeat without even putting his head to her chest, man it was hammering like MAD. Almost like Gregory trying to escape Chica in FNAF Security Breach when the door is locked.
"Midnight, you're gonna be spiralling if you don't stop this." Fire Pit spoke firmly, basically commanding her to calm the bloody hell down!!!
Nothing. "Jesus Christ....don't tell me I'm gonna have to get an Exorcist..." Fire Pit muttered to himself, yet Midnight immediately heard.
"AN EXORCIST?! I CAN'T DEAL WITH THAT KIND OF STUFF!!!! I DON'T WANNA BE TAKEN OVER BY DEMONS!!!!" Midnight exclaimed in pure fear before hiding in his chest. "I DON'T WANNA BE POSSESSED AND ALL THAT SH#T!!!....."
Fire Pit was taken aback by the sudden outburst, but that all faded when he saw the current state she was in...he WANTED to warn her about calling an Exorcist to make her shut up about the whole 'being depressed in the nut house' thing, but....no. That's too cruel. Poor sweet Midnight has been through too much, and scaring her with a single mention of an Exorcist will just send her into a proper Wendy-Christensen situation: acting all mad and out of control.
"Heyheyhey...shhhhhhh...don't worry, Midnight..I didn't mean to scare you like this.." He gently rubbed her back up and down. "I'm not gonna call an Exorcist, but if you don't stop this whole insanity thing without telling me, I WILL do so. Either that, or I'm taking you to physiotherapy. Got it?" Proper firmness was in his voice, almost like an army instructor.
"Y-yes...got it.." Midnight spoke quietly. "I'll promise to tell you next time..."
"Good girl....you know I hate to see you anxious and stuff.." Fire Pit's hand gently caressed Midnight's hair, as he knew that was ONE of the main things to calm her down completely. This consisted of:
* Being pet like a kitten (as Midnight's mainly acted like a kitty and it's ADORABLE.)
* Snuggles
And finally...
* Kisses.
The day after....well whatever happened, Fire Pit has now got a problem...what is it? Let's see...
Midnight was currently in the little office area in the home she and Fire Pit both live in, trying to configure the song order for their upcoming concert called:
'The Flaming Stargazers Tour'....or for short....TFST.
"Babe?"
"Yeah? What's up, Fire?" Midnight leaned back in the office chair, looking over to the open door in the hallway.
Fire Pit comes in, exhausted, drained out even.
Midnight got up from the chair....or was about to...
"Don't. Don't get up from that chair, Middy..." the tiredness was clear in his voice, Midnight nodded, yet still confused by what he meant.
"Uhm....OK. What's up?.."
Fire Pit climbed onto Midnight's lap and leaned on her for support. "That bad of a day at work, eh?.." she spoke before hugging him.
"Mhm...it was extremely boring, you'd be drowsy in 3 seconds flat.." That statement made Midnight chuckle, yet her concern was still raised for her partner. See, these two were the package you'd NEVER want to get rid of. EVER. These two are like the sun and moon, sure they switch roles every now and then, but they make it work. Toxic relationship? I THINK NOT. Healthy relationship? BURY ME RIGHT HERE AND NOW, THESE TWO ARE THE DEFINITION OF ADORABLE.
"Wanna talk about it?.." Midnight asked softly in a maternal way, she may be infertile, but her motherly nature was passed on by her own mother (Marcia in case you forgot). Just because Midnight is unable to have kids of her own biologically, doesn't mean she's not the best aunt you could ask for. Twilight and Timber have a little boy named Franseco (FRAN-CHES-CO), and he's LOVED being near Midnight the minute he first saw her. Heck, she was basically a teddy bear he could cuddle with whenever his parents were on a date. How cute is that?!
"....no...gimme cuddles..." Fire mumbles.
Midnight chuckled again, smirking. "As you wish, Master." Before giving him said cuddles. Anytime he was upset, infuriated or just plain right unhappy, Midnight was there to heal him, just like he's always there to heal her whenever she is experiencing the same things. Don't even get me STARTED when it's that time of the month for Midnight. It. Is. PAIN INDUCING. No literally, it's worse than normal for her...luckily Fire Pit is there to help. :)
The end.
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