Roleplay

"Then can he come with to the park later?" Sophos asked.

Kyle still went in with him. Inside, Bryce wasn't the one shouting. Instead Vi was shouting at Micheal, but she stopped when she saw Adrian. "Hello, darling."

Jet was taken to the hospital. He regained consciousness after they got him breathing properly. He wasn't sure what had happened or where he was, and he wasn't fan of having a tube down his throat. He tried to take it out.

"We can ask him," Myrcella agreed. "He might have some other things to do, though."

"Hi..." Adrian said, looking a little confused as to why he wasn’t also getting yelled at.

The doctor moved his arm away from his face. "I’m sorry, but you need to keep that in."

"Like what? He should come to the park, it's fun," Sophos insisted.

"Micheal and Bryce were both a little naughty today. Can you play with the kids a little?" Vi asked.

Jet stared at the doctor and slowly figured out he was in the hospital. He couldn't talk, so he tried to sign at the doctor, asking what had happened.

"He might need to do some marking, or lesson plans, or something like that," Myrcella suggested.

"Am I in trouble?" Adrian asked nervously.

"You're alright," the doctor soothed. "You're just on oxygen. Your brain has been deprived of it. There was a fire."

"How come adults always have to work?" Sophos complained. "He should be done working after school."

"No, darling. They're adults, they shouldn't have been offering you anything. They're the ones in trouble," Vi explained. "We'll talk about it later if you want to."

The mention of fire jogged his memory. He didn't remember exactly what happened, but he did know it had something to do with his kids, which only made him more worried. He looked around as much as he could without moving, but he didn't see his kids anywhere. He signed the word "boys" at the doctor repeatedly, looking very distressed.

"That's just how it works, sweetie. Darius works extra hard so that I can spend more time with you," Myrcella told him.

Adrian stared at her for a few moments in confusion. "Oh... Okay..."

The doctor didn't actually know sign, but he did know that Jet was confused. "You're safe. You're safe," he assured.

"It's not fair. He should get to play, too," Sophos complained.

"Please go play with the little ones now," Vi said, though it was more of an order.

Being told he was safe didn't tell Jet anything about hos boys at all. He started crying and tried to sit up to grab the phone. He hadn't caught up to the fact that not being able to talk would make it impossible to talk on the phone.

"That’s okay, sweetie. Grown ups have had lots of playing time," Myrcella assured.

Adrian was surprised by how firm Vi’s tone was, and wheeled out of the room, though he tried to eavesdrop on the conversation rather than hang out with the younger boys.

The doctor tried to lie him back down. "We’ll call your next of kin," he soothed.

"But not with me!" Sophos whined.

Alfie was happy to play and ignore Adrian. Jay tried to join him in eavesdropping. "... irresponsible! You can't just use him as a pawn when you argue!" Vi scolded the brothers.

Jet reluctantly laid down. He tried to think who they'd call. Sophia would be the first choice, and as far as Jet was aware at the moment, she'd have the kids. He decided he'd cooperate so they could call for him.

"He'll play with you at the weekend," Myrcella promised.

Adrian frowned slightly when he realised they were arguing about him, but he pressed his ear against the door.

The doctors wheeled him to a ward and a nurse went to call Sophia.