Oh. I guess Rebecca is going to get a hug from an anxious noodle boy. Who is making very quiet but audible anxious noises.

“Oh, hey Cheets.”

Rebecca hugged him right back, gently petting his fluffy fur.

“You’re the one that’s refusing to admit the truth. Maybe that’s why your papa died…”

“Well, there’s only one thing I can really say to that.”

There was a flash of movement before her armor was on and the anon was blasted into a black mark on the floor. Then, the armor was off and she walked away to go play her violin.

Perhaps that had been a bad choice of words on the anon’s part.

You’re right. Why did I ever bother asking? You obviously like X more. Zero’s just an aftermath. You just want to be like your ‘dad’ and couldn’t care less about your ‘papa’.

“Yeah no, we’re not doing this. Goodbye. If you would kindly fuck off, that would be wonderful. I like both Papa and Dad and that’s the end of it. I have better things to do with my time than listen to some dickshit trashtalk the love I have for my family.”

Who do you like more, X or Zero?

“How about fuck you?”

You have to pick your favorite father figure and no dodging the question by saying you like them all equally, you don’t have a favorite, or running away. Go!

“X and Zero. There you go, answered.”

“Hey babygirl…” A slight knock against her doorframe as he stands awkwardly, waiting to see if he was allowed to enter her room. An equally awkward smile, one that reached his eyes — but his eyes seemed red-rimmed from the crying fits he had been struggling with for the past day. “… miss me?”

Rebecca blinked and let her violin down, looking over to the doorframe. She stared for a moment before her hands started shaking, putting down her violin. Her face scrunched up as tears pricked the edges of her eyes.

Then she burst into sobs and clung to him, nodding in response.

It seemed everything that happened was hitting her all at once now Zero was no longer emotionally blocked.

“I missed you, Papa…”

[BabyDoll] Soetimes you wanna fight the world [BabyDoll] But sometimes the world just fucks you in turn

[PapaFite] That’s a big mood, Papa.

[PapaFite] But also are u ok

Classic hands Rebecca a clover pin, handmade, and gives her a huge hug. (@void-squad-rp)

“Wh-”

Rebecca blinked in surprise. Who on earth was this and how did she get into HQ? She ran a quick scan on the clover pin, better safe than sorry, before dropping it in her pocket to put on later. Then she absently patted the reploid’s head.

And as soon as she got free, she jumped into the nearest air vent to hide.

-stabs self in hand with knife- -smiles and adjusts pose- “… no I’m fine. Continue.”

Rebecca blinked for just a moment before casually pulling a first aid kit out of her bag by her foot and handing it to him, all while continuing what she was saying.

“I was thinking about getting thicker armor, but I wanted your recommendation on how thick to actually make it if you have one. I don’t want to trip or anything.”

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Send me 🔥 and my muse will have to confess insecurity, fear or dark thought no matter how much they want to hide it

“If I could just get a break from the bratty, sore-loser challengers up in the league, that would be fucking fantastic. I need a goddamn vacation, and if yet another challenger tries attacking me because I beat their team, I’m turning them into an ice sculpture.”

“No, wait, I didn’t mean-!”