Upon hearing word of his brother's injuries sustained at the Fifth Avenue Parade, Eurus had immediately set out for the hospital. It figured that of all the students and teachers who were assigned to be security for the parade, his brother would be the one who was most seriously injured. It seemed as though poor Zeph couldn't catch a break. At least it hadn't been the villains who had attacked their family, though. He didn't know much about what had happened, but he did know it had been some woman with a snake, and no such villain had attacked them twelve years ago.

For perhaps the fifth time since he had left his dorm, Eurus checked his pockets to make sure he hadn't dropped anything. Earbuds, his phone, his ipod, his wallet... good, it was all here. He had even managed to go to Zephyr's dorm room and grab his brother's phone charger before leaving campus. He knew his brother well enough to realize he would be needing it, especially if his hospital stay was an overnight affair.

Now, in the waiting room of the hospital, Eurus glanced around nervously. The place was packed, and he could only assume that most of the people here were real and not illusions from his visions. He carefully made his way through the crowd until he reached the line leading up to the front desk. As he waited for his turn, his phone vibrated, and he grabbed it out of his pocket and looked down at the message.

Immediately he knew the text, if it could be called that, was from his brother. Who else would ask for those three things in particular? Eurus was about to pocket his phone when it vibrated again. He glanced at it worriedly, wondering what else Zephyr could possibly want, only to see his brother had given him the room number. Eurus quickly stepped out of line and made a beeline for room 275. After a moment's hesitation, he turned the doorknob and entered the room.

He stared at his brother for a moment, taking in his bandaged head and arm, before shuffling to the side of the bed. "I didn't bring tacos," Eurus said, sounding sincerely apologetic, "but I brought your charger. And you can use my phone and my ipod until yours is charged." He fumbled in his pockets for the devices and placed them on the Zephyr's bedside table along with a set of earbuds.

Eurus' hesitated a moment longer before leaning down and hugging his brother. Seeing Zephyr in the hospital again, as he had been twelve years ago, was too much for Eurus and he started to cry. Quickly he pulled away from Zeph to wipe at the tears that continued to roll down his cheeks. "What happened?" He mumbled, rubbing at his nose with his sleeve and knocking his glasses askew in the process. "All they told me was that some woman with a snake attacked the parade..."


ZEPHYR FEAR

Despite the wetness in his eyes, Eurus couldn't help but smile in appreciation of his twin's clever and subtle way of letting him know they were alone. He relaxed slightly as some of the fears that crept into his mind dissolved. This was good; this was normal. He had been afraid his brother might have been in some catatonic state, unable to talk or move. But seeing Zephyr now, plugging in the earbuds and placing one in his ear, Eurus knew that his twin was going to be okay.

As Zephyr mentioned sainthood, he said, "A saint would've gotten you the tacos too," and though his tone was serious, he was still smiling. However, his grin soon faltered as his brother told him the story and showed him the picture of Serpenta. "Flying monkeys?" He repeated, still looking at the picture on the phone. "Zeph... you can't just... have a flying monkey," Eurus mumbled, tearing his gaze away from the cell phones bright screen to look at his twin with a slight frown. "Where would you keep it...?"

However inconvenient his brother's choice in pets may have been, Serpenta seemed like more of an issue. Eurus looked back at the picture again, nodding. "Yeah, I think I remember that. So she had a bunch of flying monkeys? Weird. I wonder where she got them." He paused as Zephyr pointed to his bandaged head. "She needs to be more careful," he said quietly, though he didn't comment on it beyond giving his twin's head a worried glance.

Eurus retreated a bit away, pulling a chair from the corner of the room closer to Zephyr's bed and settling on it. He was quiet for a while, leaving Zephyr to his own devices while he himself considered what his brother had told him about the attack on the parade. "It's... weird," he finally said, leaning forwards with his chin in his hand. His brows were furrowed as he stared across the room, his gaze not really focusing on anything in particular. "Where would a fake villain get... you know, real villain stuff? Like flying monkey minions? And why attack the parade suddenly? Seems like a good way to draw unwanted attention and get caught, doesn't it?"

ZEPHYR FEAR