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Morphic
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Extra: Morphic Drabble Bingo
The World Where the Good End Sticks
Sometimes he jerks awake and thinks he’s on the Kerrigans’ couch before he remembers. In between, he almost forgets that it happened. The more he forgets of that nonsense, the better, honestly.
Sometimes the kids ask him about the time loop. He’s picked out some good bits to tell them about. Mia is still picking at the bullshit mechanics of it and he has no answers to give. It’s made its way to their parents, too, but they still haven’t dared to ask. Hopefully never.
Jean never needs to know. Maybe, if he stops thinking, he can forget that, too.
Pull the Trigger
At a certain point, the sensation of dying loses its novelty.
Returning here had to happen eventually. The drive is calmer. He feels nothing.
When he arrives, the same man is there. Dave’s had practice now, fired the gun dozens of times. But pointed forward, his hand still shakes.
Pull the trigger. Pull the trigger. Watch the motherfucker bleed.
The nausea is suffocating. He can’t find the righteous anger, can’t find anything. He just wants it to fucking end already.
The other man hesitates, then starts to raise his hands.
Before he can, Dave turns the gun back on himself.
Dave and Katherine
“Of course she can do the schoolwork. Do you ask every student with a physical disability that? Jesus. She manages like a hero. You should see her coloring books.”
Katherine looked away, rose-hands in her lap, kicking her feet anxiously. The principal’s office was too dark, curtains drawn.
Dave cast a glance at her. “Also, she’ll want a window seat in the classroom. More alert in direct sunlight. Supposed to be covered under the accommodations policy.”
“We’ll see what we can do.”
School would be harder than Dave thought. But she’d do her best. It was all she could do.
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