Thresh's Hive 2} Thresh and Owen

Thresh played by Kiki, Owen played by Kiwi

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Thresh crouched down to the couch where Owen was sleeping, his eyes nothing but concern. He shook him frantically, as if a fire had started in his hive, and he kept saying his name, truing to wake him up urgently.

Owen woke up almost immediately and let out a screech. "Thresh, Thresh!! What are you doing, whats wrong." His head pounded from the hangover as he attempted to sit up. He was confused, felt like shit, and disoriented.

"Owen. What is a furry. What are the levels of human??? Are you basic, furry or kinnie???" He stuck his hand directly into Owen's hair and felt around. "You don't feel like a furry. Are you basic? I think you're basic."

Owen squirmed and tried to swat Threshes hands away, "ugh stop it. What are you even talking about, furries are humans who like anthropomorphic animals, kinnies are people who like relate to characters so much they are them or something and basic is just a word that means normal. Like I guess in that sense I am basic, but also like rude"

He pulled his hands away, offended. "...so, it's not like, kinnies being the highest?
Do they travel in packs? Do you live in the woods?
This is really important."

Owen rubbed his head "Why are you asking me all this stuff," He was not in the best mood now, in fact he was crabby. "No humans haven't had ranks since earth and those were like politcal. I mean I guess they also where like how much money do you have. So I guess they could be ranked, I don't live in the woods some humans do and most don't travel in packs all the time."

Thresh pulled out his phone to document all of this, nodding. "Do you need nyquil? I have nyquil." He sat in front of the couch, and kept typing. "so. What were you? What are you now? Do you have no more rankings?"

Owen groaned and laid back down. "Thresh, I'm not your science experiment or whatever, and no I don't need any" He rolled over to face the couch head still pounding. He just wanted to go back to bed.

Thresh visibly pouted. "I'm getting you some nyquil." This was obviously the cure for all human ailments, wasn't it? He went to the kitchen and brought him back a capful of nyquil, and sat at the end of the couch where Owen had no choice but to pay attention to him. "Do you need food? I can make more chicken nuggets."

Owen looked over at him and groaned. "No I don't need any nyquil, and I'm not hungry Thresh" Owen shoved his face into the cushion and curled up.

Thresh held it out for a second more, then chugged it and sat down. "Let me take care of you, damn it. Why are you grouchy? Are you in heat?" Thresh does not seem to realize that A: you don't ask that, and B: thresh, what the fuck. "I have stuff in the bathroom for that. Do you need chocolate? Humans eat chocolate for that, right?"

Owen looked at Thresh, "I have a headache, and what is heat?" he stared at Thresh even more confused. Chocolate sounded really nice but like he was more concerned about what the hell this clown was on about. I mean it's fucking chocolate come on.

"You know, like." He made vaguely crude hand gestures, trying to describe a.. waterfall.... "Like, humans get. Say no more. I'll go get you some chocolate."
He hurried off into his room, preparing to bring back an unholy amount of chocolate bars of various types.

"No I-" he started but Thresh was already gone. He sighed, he would ask about it again later. Maybe when he felt better. He rubbed his head and sighed, he was starting to wake up more now, and he sighed again and started to sit back up.

Thresh came back with so much chocolate it was nearly a gift basket, and sat it down in front of him. "Tell me what you need and I'll get it. I know I need to take care of my human. Chocolate."

He grabbed some of it and started to eat it, "Your human? Thresh what, but um thanks for the chocolate." He sat on the couch munching away.

"Well, isn't that why you live in my house?" He asked, seemingly serious, and then held out the bottle of nyquil again. "This helps your headache. Take it."

Owen looked even more confused, he eyed the nightquill deciding to bite the bullet, and he drank it. "Thresh I don't live here? I have an apartment," He shook his head and looked around. Oh no wait was this bad, oh this was bad.

"What's wrong?" Thresh asked, lowering his hand as he tooked the bottle, and cocking his head some. "Ya finally realize how long you've been in my hive?
..wait, you have an apartment?"

"Yes, and what do you mean I've only been here for a couple days. I don't live here, I was just staying." He rubbed the back of his neck. He'd been staying here for a couple days, maybe he should have left. He just felt like shit really shit.

"You know, it's fine if you stay here. I don't mind. It's nice having the company, since Zyd is fucking dead or something." He shot Zyd another "where the fuck are you" text, and then sat down on the couch next to him. "You can stay here however long you need."

"I mean, who knows maybe it'll be back soon. I'll just-" He sat for a moment and rubbed his head. "I'll just stay here until it comes back, I'm sure it'll come back soon, porobobly just got busy with all it's stuff right?"

Thresh perked up, excited. "You're gonna stay??" He instantly shot up and grabbed two of the GameStation 5™️©️®️ controllers. "Take this. We're playing."

Owen looked at him then at the controller. He bit the inside the lip before he took the controller from Thresh's hand. "okay I guess I'll bite. What are we playing."

To be Contined...