has the universe imploded yet?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

[In this large kitchen is a very unusual sight: a flock of Ris! They seem to be ignoring each other, or unaware of each others' presence, each busy with their own tasks. Daddy-Ri is at the sink wearing a ruffled apron over his clothes, busy washing and sanitizing a small mountain of baby bottles. Ri is sitting at one of the tables, reading a crafting magazine and plowing through a massive bowl of ice cream. The little Replica is currently halfway into one of the cupboards, looking for cookies. It's rather strange, for all that this is a normal day in the DR.]



[OOC: Come bother the Ris. Pick which one you want, or depending on who you are, one or more will greet you. Or you might get attacked by a Heartless cupcake. Who knows?]

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[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*it struggles a bit with itself, looking a little intimidated*

... no?

[seasides]

[nooo ;; he's really confused by now, and definitely concerned.]

Then what happened? You don't... normally act like this with me.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*it looks very sad now, not knowing what to say*

... I'm collecting Hearts to give to my friends.

[seasides]

[...looks surprised for a moment, then frowns.]

That's not a bad thing, really. You're just getting them from Heartless, right?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. Maybe if I give good enough presents, I'll get friends who don't go away.

[seasides]

[...aw kiddo. you are so tragic. he sighs softly, wondering what he can even say.]

You know that people don't choose when they leave. They're not leaving you on purpose.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

You said that before.

... you say it too much.

*and from somewhere, the tiniest bit of a backbone, as it sounds quite accusing*

[seasides]

[cue the surprised look, followed by one that's just a bit hurt, but that gets pushed aside quick enough.]

I'm sorry.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

You say that alot too.

[seasides]

[...he doesn't really know what to say to that, so he just stays silent, looking away and to the floor.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*it looks quite defeated, and takes a little step away, but still gives you a smile*

... I know that I'm a bad Replica. It's okay if you throw me away. No one wants to keep me. That's alright.

[seasides]

Why would I ever want to throw you away?

[can't keep all the hurt out of his voice there, watching him sadly.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Because I'm bad. You're already throwing me away little by little. But it's okay. I understand. Maybe Creator will fix me so I'm perfect soon.

[seasides]

[...okay, confused, and wanting to fix this.]

How am I throwing you away?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Because you keep going away. And then Axel said I couldn't see you for a long time.

*nope, it never knew about the pod thing*

[seasides]

Oh, kiddo...

[runs a hand through his hair, sighing.]

I wasn't throwing you away. Axel just didn't want you to see me because he didn't want you to get upset. See, I got stuck in this pod for two weeks, and I was asleep the whole time. It upset a lot of people, and he probably didn't want you upset, too.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

So you only sort of went away.

[seasides]

...yeah. I did.

[there's no point in arguing about it with him, is there.]

Even though I didn't mean to, because I've got as much control over my going anywhere and things happening to me as most of the others here. Which is basically no control at all.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

I don't go anywhere. I'm always here.

[seasides]

I know. I know, but-

[he stops, looking a bit defeated.]

I don't know what to tell you. Some people have a lot happen to them, some people have nothing.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

... so I'm a nothing.

[seasides]

That is not what I said.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*it will just look down and not say anything, since you seem angry*

[seasides]

[sighs softly and crouches down in front of him, gently taking one of his hands.]

I told you before that I think of you as a little brother, and that hasn't changed since the very first time I said it. What can I do? How do I make things better again for you?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*at least it doesn't flinch away, but still looks quite unsure*

I'm really your little brother still?