“Try and catch me, Broken!” A little nymph giggled, happily running through the hallways of the hive.
“Oh. I will!” His older brother replied, chasing him. “I’m not giving up just yet!” he called out, dawning a grin.
“Well, I’m not either!” The little nymph called back, still running from his brother.
The red-fanged changeling then charged up to the blue-fanged nymph, who began fluttered his wings. Said blue-fanged changeling took to the sky!
...for two and half seconds.
“Oof!” he grunted during his rough landing.
His brother caught up to him. “You okay there?” he asked, looking at the nymph on the ground.
“Owie.”
He helped his brother up. “Need a kiss?” he asked, smirking.
“Eww!” his brother replied playfully, before giggling.
Brokenwing, the older brother, playfully noogied his brother’s head. “Yep. You’re my brother alright.”
Blue Fang, the younger brother, went from giggling to laughing.
“You know, you got a new record for flying,” Broken said.
“Of course I did! I’m the one who can fly here,” Blue replied, pointing at his brother’s missing right wing.
Broken laughed. “You got me there. But I’m a better wrestler,” he said, getting into a pouncing position.
Blue pouted. “Yeah, yeah,” he folded his forehooves.
“See, even you admit it,” Broken smirked, before returning to his normal position.
“Whatever. It’s only because you’re bigger than me.”
“Heh. You know size doesn’t matter, right?” Broken said.
Blue tilted his head. “How?”
“It’s something called ‘strategy’. You’ll understand more as you get older.”
“Okay.” Blue then playfully tackled and nuzzled his brother’s belly.
“H-Hey!” Broken started giggling.
Blue paused. “What’s wrong?”
“Heheh. Nothing?” Broken said, sheepishly.
“Uhh, okay?” Blue continued nuzzling Broken’s belly. “Your belly’s so soft, brother.”
“R-Really?” Broken asked, trying to hold back his giggles.
“Mhm!” Blue nodded, still nuzzling his belly.
“Heheheh. I guess I must be. You’re treating me like a pillow.” Broken started squirming.
“A giggly pillow!” Blue chirped happily.
“Heh, probably because I’m being tick—” he stopped himself from talking.
Blue gasped. “I can finally do that!” He started grinning.
“Do what?” Broken looked at his younger brother.
The nymph suddenly blew a raspberry into his brother’s belly, causing Broken to giggle.
“Hehehe!” Broken looked at him. “I may have a ticklish belly, but raspberries are only gonna carry you so far,” he said, smirking.
“I don’t care!” Blue grinned playfully and continued blowing raspberries into his older brother’s belly. “Giggly Broken!” he teased.
“Hehehe!” Broken giggled. “You got me there.”
“Heheh!” Blue continued the raspberries, until that started taking its toll on his little lungs. The little nymph panted.
“Heh. Ran out of breath, huh?” Broken rubbed the nymph’s tiny head. Blue nodded his head. Broken smiled. “Well, now I have to wash this spit off of me.”
Blue giggled. He continued nuzzling his brother’s soft belly. If the feeling of nuzzles wasn’t tickling Broken, then Blue’s little blue fangs brushing against his belly certainly did.
Broken grinned at his little brother. “Heheh, you gotta do better than that,” he said, challenging him.
Blue laid there, his tiny fangs brushed against his brother again. Blue could agree that Broken was right; his fangs could carry him for a while. He smiled up at his older brother nonetheless. He was having fun. And it would appear Broken was too.
“Now it’s my turn, little bro.” Broken picked him up and took a breath…
...Then he blew a raspberry.
“Wait, what are you— Ehehehe!” Blue squirmed. “Hehehe! Brokehehen!” he started giggling.
“You’re adorable, you know that?” Broken smiled.
“I’m not adorable!” Blue whined, still squirming around.
“Yes you are!” he said, before continuing. Broken let his brother breathe for a moment.
Keyword: moment.
He then started poking and prodding at Blue’s tiny hind hooves. “H-hey! No fahahair!” Blue said, laughing.
“Let’s play with your little hoofsies!” Broken smirked.
Blue looked at his brother. “Nohohoho! You know how ticklish they are!”
“Of course I do! That’s why it’s so cute!” Broken teased.
Blue tried kicking his ‘hoofsies’, only for his brother to grab them with magic. “Hey, you cheaterrrr!”
“Sure, keep telling your little self that. But until then, let’s see those cute little hoofsies.” He used the tips of his front hooves to tickle them.
“Hehehehe! Brohohoken! Have meherhercy!” Blue laughed, still trying to kick.
“Coochie coochie coo! Coochie coochie coo!” Broken watched the little hooves squirm and wiggle in his magic grasp.
“Okahahay! I’m sorry I tickled you!” Blue squealed, still trying to break free.
Broken smiled. “Nice try. But it’s gonna take more than that to save your hoofsies from me!” he teased.
“Oh nohohohohoho!” Blue continued to try and kick.
After a while, Broken stopped and let his brother breathe. “Okay, I think your hooves have had enough. For now.” He looked at Blue’s belly. “How about that cute little belly of yours?” he asked, a grin growing on his face.
Blue shrieked as Broken started poking and prodding at his belly. “Ehehehehehe!”
“See? You’re adorable,” Broken teased, still gently tickling his brother’s belly.
Blue squealed. “Brokehehehen!” he laughed.
Broken smiled as he got an idea. He looked over to his left and only wing.
“Wait! What are you doing?!” Blue shrieked.
He shape-shifted his wing into a more feathery pegasus wing. He smirked as his little brother. He plucked himself a feather.
The nymph’s eyes widened. “Eek!” He continued to try and break free.
Broken smiled at his brother, then started brushing the feather up and down Blue’s side. “Nohohohohot thehehehere!”
“Why not there?” Broken teased. Blue only laughed and squealed. “Well, you’re laughing, so you must enjoy it.”
“I cahahahan’t breathe!” Blue screamed in laughter.
“Okay.” Broken gave him some time to breathe.
Blue breathed heavily. “Are… you done?” he whimpered a bit.
Broken smiled a nodded before nuzzling his little brother. “Sorry about that.”
“I’m okay. I think.” He poked a his belly.
“Well, you’re okay, and that’s all that matters.” Broken playfully touched his hooves one last time.
“Eee!” Blue squealed.
“Heheh. Gets me every time.” Broken chuckled.
“Meanie.” Blue pouted, folding his forehooves.
“Sorry, force of habit,” Broken smiled sheepishly.
“Yeah, sure.”
Broken let Blue down and smiled. “So Bluey, do you wanna do now?”
Blue thought for a moment. “Hm…”
“Yes?” Broken asked, watching his brother roll around on the ground.
“How about a game of Hide-and-Seek?” Blue suggested.
“Ooh, good idea!” Broke smiled.
“Yay!” Blue got up and excitedly hopped in place. “You count first!”
“Alright, when I reach ten, you better get ready!” He turned around. “One… two…”
Blue then ran off to find somewhere to hide. He eventually found a small crevasse in the wall, and squeezed right inside. He giggled while waiting for Broken.
“Ten! I’m coming for ya, Bluey!” He turned and started searching for his little brother. “Hm…” he looked around the hive. Where could his brother be hiding?
“Oh, Blueyyy!” He looked around. “Wherrrre are yooooouu?”
He kept searching.
Blue silently watched Broken trot past him. He giggled, somewhat audibly.
Broken’s ears perked up. He heard a faint giggle of a little nymph. “Is that a giggle?” he asked out loud.
Blue covered his mouth. He knew Broken heard his little giggle.
“Hmm…” Broken walked by again. “Blueyyy! Where are you?”
Blue acted quickly, and grabbed a rock and threw it away to distract his older brother. “Hm?” Broken turned to the sound. He walked over to investigate it, giving Blue his window to escape his hiding spot.
Blue stopped behind a large rock.
Broken found Blue’s distraction. “At least you listen to some of what I say.” He looked behind him to see the silhouette of a changeling nymph.
Blue squealed happily. There was no way Broken would find his hiding spot.
Unless…
“BOO!”
Blue jumped. “Ahh!” he screamed.
“Heheh! Gotcha, Bluey!” Broken said, laughing.
“You scared me!” Blue pouted.
“Course I did! Now come here, you!” Broken got into his pounce position.
“Eep! No!” He quickly jumped out of the way.
Broken suddenly tripped, going smack into a wall. “Oof!”
Blue turned around to his brother. “Haha! Pffft!” Blue blew a raspberry.
“Ow…”
Blue’s smile dropped. “Br… Broken..?” He walked over. “Are… you alright?”
Broken rubbed his head. “I think so… Ow.”
Blue nuzzled him apologetically. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed at you.” Broken tried standing up. Blue helped him up. “Should we get you to the infirmary?”
Broken shook his head. “Heh. N-Nonsense.”
“Are you sure? You hit the wall pretty hard,” Blue said, concerned.
Broken looked at Blue and smiled. “Am I bleeding though?” he asked.
Blue examined his brother. “Uhh… your fangs are red. I don’t think that’s normal. They’re usually white.”
“...Very funny,” Broken chuckled.
“No seriously. I’ve never seen you with red fangs. Is your mouth bleeding?”
Broken then realized what happened. “Blue, I—”
“Maybe we should get you to the infirmary. Or at least your bed.”
“But- but—”
“No buts. If you don’t wanna go get healed, then you should at least get your fangs and mouth cleaned.”
Broken sighed.
“Come on, Broken. Please?” Blue tried pushing him to their room.
Broken stood there as if he was glued to the floor. “Blue, my fangs are fine,” he stated, trying to not sound annoyed.
“Are you sure?” Blue asked worriedly.
“Yeah, I mean, look at your fangs.”
“I—” Blue paused. “…I guess that’s fair. But yours are still bleeding.”
“No they’re not!” Broken snapped.
Blue flinched as his brother snapped. “Oh… I…” he started whimpering.
Broken realized how scary he just sounded. “Blue… I’m sorry… I-I didn’t mean to…”
Blue looked down. “No… it’s my fault… I should’ve been more careful…” He turned away. “I’ll be in our room…” He then fluttered away.
“Blue… I’m sorry… please wait…” The little nymph went to his room. Broken sighed. He looked up. I need help. He looked over his shoulder. Maybe Mother can help… He thought. He sighed and walked towards the throne room.
“Brokenwing? How can I help you?”
The young nymph looked at the royal changeling. “It’s my brother..”
“Blue Fang? What happened?” she asked leaning forward.
“He saw my fangs and he kept urging me to go to the infirmary, and I snapped at him,” he admitted, lowering his head.
“Oh.” She got off of her throne and walked towards him. “You know he’s never seen your fangs, so he was probably worried about you.”
Broken looked at her. “I kept trying to tell him though…” he said, before looking back down.
“But he’s only a nymph. He doesn’t understand just yet. Just like you didn’t.”
“Hm?” Broken looked back up.
“Remember when I took you in under my wing?” she said, walking over to him. Broken thought about that event. “You were always worried about your wing.”
“Oh… I was.” he said, walking beside her.
“And you always asked me to repair it. But you didn’t listen until you’d hurt yourself,” she said, looked at him. Broken winced as he recalled that part. “Now, the only reason Blue’s like that is because he loves you. He wouldn’t care so much if he didn’t.”
The red-fanged changeling hung his head in shame. “I… I never thought of it like that…” he admitted lowly.
She walked over to the changeling. “Broken, you shouldn’t beat yourself up. He’s your brother. He needs you, just like you need him.”
“I have to go talk to him then… Thank you.”
She caressed his face. “That’s what I’m here for.”
He smiled, before going to their room.
“Hey… Blue?” he peeked inside.
His brother was asleep, but soon woke up in a sweat. He then hid under his cover. Broken then heard soft crying and sniffling the closer he got. “Blue? Are you okay?”
He carefully pulled the cover off. “Br-Broken?”
Broken sat next to his brother. “What’s the matter, bro?”
“I… I…” he sniffled. Broken pulled the little nymph closer to him. He smiled and took a breath. “B-Broken?”
“In Elysium's Fields, the roses grow
Between the gravestones, row by row.”
Blue relaxed. Broken then started rocking his little brother.
“That mark our place; and in the stars
Our sisters, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the bombs below
We have perished, some time ago
We lived, felt dawn, watched the sunset glow
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Elysuim’s Fields, in Elysuim’s Fields”
Blue yawned. Broken smiled and started caressing Blue’s face.
“There’s no more quarrel with the foe
Together we help each other grow
The torch, be ours, to hold up high
If ye break faith with us who’ve passed
We shall not sleep, though roses grow
In Elysuim’s Fields~”
Blue stopped crying entirely.
Broken smiled and tucked his brother back into bed. “Are you okay?”
“I just had a nightmare,” Blue said, burying himself into the cover.
“We all do.”
“I’m sorry…”
“No. I should be apologizing. I should’ve known that you were only worried about me.” Broken smiled before nuzzling his brother.
“It was dumb of me to assume your fangs were bleeding though,” Blue said.
“But I'm glad you cared about me,” Broken said.
Blue smiled, then yawned. Broken laid next to him. “Do you want me to stay in case you have another nightmare?”
“Okay.”
Broken smiled and laid beside his brother, who yawned again and snuggled up next to him. Blue then rested his head on his brother’s belly.
“Heheh...” Broken giggled.
“Sorry, it’s just so... soft...” he started to drift off to sleep.
Broken smiled. “Goodnight, Blue.”
“Goodnight, Broken.”
The two brothers drifted off to sleep.