You Be The Anchor [CHASE]

[Tommy Ellis]

Tommy had been having an honestly epic time in the kitchen, playing with some dough which he had somehow managed to create, tons of flour (which was now all over the kitchen floor-- oops?) and a crapload of sugar (which was not only on the floor, but also the ceiling. Good luck cleaning that up!), when he had taken out the knives and started playing with them. He did know that playing with knives was dangerous, of course-- who didn't? Maybe little Rose, but he wouldn't bring the knives near her anyway. She might get hurt. Tommy was a big boy; he knew how to use the knives without hurting himself. And he just needed them to cut up this oddly hard lump of dough, anyway. He'd put them right back afterwards, and no one would ever have to know! It was a foolproof plan.

Except, however, that with Tommy, it was never quite foolproof. The knife had somehow managed to slip from his hand, even though it was as covered with flour as anything, and he'd ended up cutting himself quite badly. He let out a really loud cry, clutching at his bleeding arm and wailing possibly even louder than Rose. It really hurt. He wasn't being a baby! And he really wanted someone to come and make the pain stop, because it was really really really painful. The knife had somehow ended up on the floor, and Tommy would've picked it up if his arm wasn't so painful. And there was blood. A lot of blood, and it was getting all over his dough!

"Brentttt! Chaseeee!" he yelled at the top of his voice, still clutching his arm and kind of crying. It wasn't his fault that the knife had slipped, it really wasn't. And he hoped that Brent/Chase would be able to do something about his arm and wouldn't be too mad about the mess in the kitchen.

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase was sitting out on his balcony while Brent was laying down for a nap. They had adapted to a system that Brent takes care of Rose at night while Chase during the day. Rose was sleeping right now and Chase took that as an opportunity to read a good book.

It was peaceful until he heard Tommy yelling their names and sounding a bit panic!'ed. That... didn't sound very good to Chase. Rushing out of the balcony, he went into the kitchen where he saw Tommy holding his arm where a cut was.

"Oh my god." Chase freaked before rushing over to Tommy and gently grabbing his arm, whipping his wand out of his back pocket and started to mutter incantations. Healing up his arm quickly. "What happened.... are you alright? Did you lose too much blood?" Chase started rambling.

[Tommy Ellis]

Tommy sniffled a little, but felt a whole lot better after Chase had healed his arm. Then cried a little more, because he could. "I was... I was playing with the dough and then I needed to cut this... this really really hard lumpy bit so I took out the knife and I wouldn't have brought it near Rose I promise and I was going to just cut the dough and put it back so I could make my dinosaur sculpture but then I don't know how it slipped and it cut me and it hurttttttt." Tommy ended up wailing a little at the end, even though the arm didn't even hurt anymore. "And now my dough's all ruinedddddd and my dinosaur can't be redddddd! It was supposed to be blue I even got the blue colouring and everything!"

Then, yeah, he stopped crying and thought that maybe he should apologise. It seemed like he had worried Chase a whole lot. "Mm sorry Chase... I'll clean it all up I promise I'm sorry for worrying you I'm fine." Tommy rambled, kind of still crying. He really hadn't meant to cut himself and worry Chase, really. Honest! It had just... kind of happened.

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

Chase listened to what Tommy was saying. The poor kid.... it sounded like Tommy thought he was going to yell at him. He wasn't going to. The poor guy just cut himself and had a shit ton of blood leave his body. Chase had a huge heart. Too big sometimes.

"It's okay, Tommy. Don't worry. I'm not going to yell. I'm just glad you're alright and everything." Chase said before bringing Tommy towards him and hugging him tightly. "Just be careful with knives." Chase felt the need to say that.

Taking a deep sigh, Chase backed away from Tommy to give him a small smile. "How about we start over and I help you make your dinosaur?" He suggested, smiling brightly.

[Tommy Ellis]

Tommy stopped crying when Chase said that he wasn't going to yell and brightened up immediately. Chase was awesome! He was even offering to make dinosaurs with Tommy, which made him even better than Brent because Brent would never do something like that for him! Overjoyed, Tommy hugged Chase reallllly tightly. "You're the best, Chase! I love you!"

Then, Tommy let go and started wondering what materials they'd need to make the dinosaur. Probably some more flour... and water... and dye! He ran around the kitchen in a frenzy, grabbing all the things that he thought he might need, and set them all in front of Chase. "Okay, let's start making the dough for the dinosaur! And this one can be a... t-rex! A blue t-rex!"