the twattiest twat in spineville (adora_spinytwat) wrote in gangstersinlove,
the twattiest twat in spineville
adora_spinytwat
gangstersinlove

IT TOOK FOREVER AND A DAY FOR SURESH TO OPEN HIS FRONT DOOR. CLAIRE PANICKED A LITTLE MORE WITH EACH PASSING INSTANT, WATCHING HER FATHER BLEED OUT ONTO THE COLD, UNCARING CHICAGO SIDEWALK. "PLEASE HELP HIM," SHE BEGGED AS SOON AS HE OPENED THE DOOR. "PLEASE, YOU GOTTA HELP HIM."

SURESH LOOKED AT MR. BENNET AND THEN AT THE GUTSHOT SYLAR HAD SO KINDLY GIFTED HIM WITH. "I'M NOT A MIRACLE WORKER," HE SAID QUIETLY. "THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH I CAN DO."

SYLAR RAISED AN ELEGANT EYEBROW. "ARE YOU WELSHING ON A DEAL?" HE ASKED COOLLY. "BECAUSE I HAVE TO TELL YOU, THAT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA IF YOU WANT TO SEE TOMORROW."

"NO, NO!" SURESH STAMMERED QUICKLY AND SCRUBBED HIS HAND ACROSS HIS EYES. "NO. I THINK I CAN HELP HIM. TAKE HIM INTO MY SURGERY, IT'S JUST DOWN THE HALL." HE POINTED AND SYLAR PICKED UP BENNET'S SHOULDERS AGAIN.

AFTER A MINUTE, HE LOOKED UP. "ARE YOU GOING TO HELP ME, SWEETCHEEKS?" HE ASKED WITH A TWINKLE IN HIS EYE.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT," SHE SNAPPED AND LEANED DOWN TO PICK UP HIS FEET.

"I COULD CALL YOU TASTYTREATS INSTEAD..." SYLAR SUGGESTED, BUT WAS MET BY OUTRAGED SILENCE. HE SHRUGGED.
Tags: adora, chandra suresh, claire, mr. bennet, murdertreats, sylar
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