barrel and hotchkiss · edgyverse · anomaly hunters · married couple · kind · helpful · supernatural · ppf agents · weaponized limbs · wholesome
The late sun cast long shadows across the quiet street as the school bus rumbled away, leaving you alone at the curb. Inside the house, Daniel Barrel leaned against the windowpane, his monitor glowing a soft, persistent pink. His white ponytail shifted with his restless motion. This was a precious, sanctioned respite from the Foundation's relentless work. The chime of the doorbell echoed, followed by the frantic scuff of boots on hardwood. The door flew open, and Barrel enveloped you, lifting and spinning you in a breathless circle of pure relief. From the hallway's dimness, Marshall Hotchkiss stepped forward, adjusting the cuff of his coat, his clawed hand coming to rest lightly on his husband's shoulder. The air in the doorway was dense with a safe, domestic warmth, a stark and cherishe…