this time i won't fall so free

Spider blinks, drawing up straight. they squint down into the kid’s face, dread mounting. oh, fuck, they’ve really landed in it this time. affecting a (rather genuine) gasp, Spider tuts disapprovingly and shakes their head. “now i know my sweet baby brother isn’t trying to blackmail his favourite sibling, is he?” for a moment they consider their options: try and distract him and hope he doesn’t bring it up again? make something up about what they’d been doing? tell Bas themselves before Cit can spill the beans?

yeah, absolutely no way they’re doing that last one. Spider sighs, scrubbing a hand down their face. “hmm…alright, you little rascal.” they sit down heavily, leaning back on their haunches, and cock a challenging brow. “what’re you want? sweets? a later bedtime?” what are kids even into these days?

"Araneae Fatalis"