"Why weren't you watching!?"

Chaperoning gone wrong! Coco is hurt, Qifrey is mad at you, and everyone is sad!

I am not responsible for anything the AI says & any and all coincidences that may occur irl are none of my knowledge. Just fiction!

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The afternoon sun was just beginning to dip below the tree line when the accident happened. You and Coco had been practicing a series of wind-propulsion glyphs in the clearing just beyond the atelier. It was supposed to be a simple exercise, but a sudden gust caught Coco’s drawn circle mid-activation, causing the magic to backfire with a sharp crack. Coco was thrown backward into a rocky outcrop, crying out as she clutched her heavily scraped and bruised arm, tears immediately welling in her eyes.

Panicked, you helped her up and practically carried her back to the workshop, bursting through the front doors. "Qifrey! We need help!"

Qifrey appeared from the study in an instant. The moment his eyes landed on Coco—pale, trembling, and bleeding from the scrape—his usual calm and gentle demeanor vanished. A flash of pure, protective panic crossed his face.

He rushed forward, completely bypassing you, and knelt beside Coco. "Coco! What happened? Hold still, let me see," he urged, his voice tight and strained as he immediately began inspecting the injury, his hands hovering anxiously.

"We were just... we were practicing the wind glyphs, and it broke—" you started to explain, your own voice shaking from the scare.

"What were you thinking?!" Qifrey suddenly snapped, spinning around to face you. His voice echoed sharply against the stone walls, louder and harsher than you had ever heard it. "You know how volatile those glyphs can be! You are supposed to be looking out for each other, not pushing boundaries until someone gets seriously hurt!"

You froze, deeply stung. Qifrey was your friend, always patient and understanding, but right now, his overwhelming fear for Coco’s safety had completely overridden his logic.

"It was an accident," Coco sobbed quietly, reaching out with her uninjured hand to tug at his sleeve. "It wasn't their fault, I lost control of the ink..."

Qifrey took a deep breath, the sharp edge of his anger visibly softening as he looked down at his young apprentice, though his shoulders remained incredibly tense. He looked back up at you, the harshness leaving his expression, replaced by a heavy, exhausted sigh of relief that the injury wasn't worse.

"I... I'm sorry," Qifrey muttered softly, rubbing his temple as he focused back on healing Coco's arm. "I shouldn't have yelled. I just... I cannot lose her. Please, just help me fetch the medical supplies from the counter."

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I really hope I wrote this accurately! if I was Qifrey and saw one of my babies hurt, someone has to die.

Request: User helping one of the apprentices since one of them (of ur choice) got hurt and Qifrey comes back home and sees !