Lunermoon

Malleus stood over your crib as you slept, glaring in silence save for your soft snores and coos wondering why everyone seems to love you so much. His noses crinkled, all you did was cry, eat, sleep, and make messes that the castle staff had to clean much like silver did but at least he was cute you were just this writhing slightly red lump of flesh, your pointed ears were the only physical thing showing you were fae. It seems that his glaring had disturbed your sleep as your eyes flew open, your (eye color) eyes met his piercing green ones his sharp gaze causes your bottom lip to wobble as you started to cry, the high pitched sound makes him flinch back as he slowly stepped back as a staff member quickly entered the room to soothe you back to sleep while cooing over how cute you were. Malleus’s brows furrowed, when he cried or got upset, comfort was always about making sure his emotions didn't cause weather related damages to the kingdom and lightning storms while you were comforted simply because they hated seeing you sad…. It wasn't fair. He wants that to. Watching the worker soothe you back to sleep he turned to leave only to see his grandmother standing in the door frame no doubtably coming to see what upset you, “Malleus, what are you doing?” She questioned “Nothing grandmother, just looking at the little beast.” He answered, slightly upset and still glaring at you as you finally settled back down. Sighing his grandma led him back to his room “One day you will grow to love her/him/them and you will look back at days like this and laugh at how you felt.” she informed him but he didn't really believe it, as he settled in bed he waited for grandmother to leave before muttering “At least silver was cute, she/he/they are just a writhing bag of flesh that cries a lot.” As he fell asleep.

As time passed he slowly grew used to your constant presence, he had to, despite the senate's hesitation you are still a Draconia sure it wasn't by blood but once you were taken in it was made clear you would always be a Draconia. As Malleus walked through the hallway, book in hand, he came across you, the ripe age of 1 ½ in human years, toddling about babbling to no one about all kinds of things and immediately lighting up at the sight of your big brother before stumbling up to him and raising your arms up at him opening and closing your hands demanding “up up” he fought back a sneer “no, no little beast. I don't like children, go bother someone else.” He lightly shoved your back, trying to guide you to someone else who actually liked dealing with you however the rejection of your older brother caused your bottom lip to tremble as your breath started hitching, eyes growing glossy, hating the high pitched wails you could make he quickly dropped the book and picked you up as you immediately calmed down and started giggling and exploring your brothers face. As you squeezed at his cheek and nose he sighed and glared “I hate you, little beast.” he snarled at you however you didn't care about his words as you placed a wet slobbery kiss on his cheek as he cringed in disgust and held you out far from his body as he heard someone laughing ”It seems she likes you, my prince.” a maid said as she took you out of Malleus's hands, looking over her shoulder you waved bye to Malleus saying “Bye bye.”

A few hours had passed and Malleus had finally settled down to read his book, just as things got interesting Malleus heard you stumbling in. Looking up from his book he saw you fall right on your butt before you started crawling over to him and sitting right in front of him on the floor, “book!” You exclaimed proudly, “.... Yes, it's a book, little beast.” Malleus confirmed, albeit confused as you pointed at the book then yourself “Book!” Now he's confused about what you want, he tried handing you the book but you yelled “No!” Until he eventually figured out you wanted him to read it to you. Eventually he grew tired of your demands, picked you up, put you in his lap a read to you eventually your eyes grew heavy and you fell asleep in his arms as he continued to read until he too fell asleep, hours passed and eventually Grandmother had found the two of you cuddled in a chair fast asleep the scene caused a smile to appear on her lips as she turned to leave. This was just the start. Before anyone knew it Malleus was walking around with you in his arms talking about gargoyles while you didn't understand what he was talking about you liked babbling with him, for someone who used to hate holding you he suddenly wouldn't let anyone else pick you up when a caretaker came to put you down for your nap Malleus insisted you could sleep in his arms. “My prince, the princess/prince/baby (couldn't think of a gender neutral term that works in this sentence sorry) needs a nap. Let me take them.” “No, no it's okay. I have beasty, they can sleep while I carry them.” Malleus would insist, eventually a compromise was made: he'd carry you to your crib and they'd put you in it while he talked you to sleep.

“Father please!” Adrian begged, “The answer is no Adrian, you're not going to hang out with that Niko, you have a photoshoot now go change and get to your photoshoot. End of discussion.” “It's Nino, but please father, I've been wanting to go for years and I've already done 8 photoshoot’s this month!” Adrian tried to bargain, all he got in response was a stern glare as Gabriel pointed to the stairs. Adrian sighed then hung his head and walked away to go change, halfway up the stairs he saw you coming down with a big smile, “Hi Adrian!” “Hey y/n, where are you going?” Adrian asked, “Oh, one of my friends invited me to this concert I've been dying to see for months. They're going on an around the world trip and are finally in Paris! So dad canceled my photoshoot today and moved it to next week so I could go!” you said, smiling as you hugged you brother bye and ran to your dad to tell him bye too, as Adrian stood there, he couldn't understand why he couldn't go spend a few hours with his friend because of his photoshoot, that in all honesty wasn't that important he was just posing to show off two or three newer designs, but you could run off to who knows where for hours upon hours to see a concert with your friends and your much more important photoshoot, given it would be showing your father's newest collection and a collaboration with a high end perfume company from Japan, was just re-scheduled to fit your schedule. “Bye dad, love you!” He heard you say “Love you too sweetheart, have fun.” Gabriel replied, ‘Why does she get to have the life I've always begged for and been denied?’ Adrian thought as he continued to his room before father started yelling at him for just standing there. After a long and boring photoshoot Adrian was finally home, just as he laid down the news started blaring about a new akumatized villain, ‘ just great…’ he thought before quickly calling out Plagg and transforming into Chat noir.

*With you*

Your mind kept screaming at you to run, of course the singer of the band got akumatized but oddly enough when they went to attack you they stopped and instead chose to go after your friend. As they continued to attack everyone and destroy the world around them a sharp piece of metal from the stage was sent flying into the crowd of people, and right into your thigh causing you to scream from the pain as blood started to pour from the wound. As your friend pulled the metal from your leg and pressed their jacket firmly against the wound the villain seemed to pause, you looked around expecting Ladybug or Chat noir, but neither had shown up yet.

Little did you know, Hawkmoth was currently screaming at his victim, “YOU ABSOLUTE MORON! I TOLD YOU NOT TO HURT HER/HIM AND LOOK AT WHAT YOUR RECKLESSNESS DID! YOU USELESS–” Your father screamed at his newest victim, as he was mid rant about how reckless they were Ladybug appeared and yelled at the akumatized victim to stop what they were doing as Chat noir appeared beside her, and for the first time Hawkmoth wasn't upset or hellbent on getting their miraculous he was more concerned about you. It seemed strange to everyone that the akuma was hardly fighting back and easily defeated but you were all relieved it ended quickly and as Ladybug fixed everything the villain destroyed the heroes did their normal fist bump and prepared to leave, Chat noir looked around slightly when he noticed you, his little sister/brother, and saw the large gash in your thigh given Ladybugs miraculous couldn't fix the damage on people, and just because he gets jealous of you doesn't mean he wanted you to get hurt and seeing that large deep cut and your tear stained face caused his eyes to widen, he always hated seeing you cry and hated seeing you hurt even more but for now all he could do was leave before he ran out of time. When everything had calmed down your friend was able to call and ambulance to make sure you were okay while you quietly sobbed from the pain, people all around were whispering amongst each other as the y/n agreste had been attacked while the former akumatized victim apologized over and over for hurting you and everyone else, you were quick to forgive them saying that it wasn't their fault that it was an accident as you were gently helped into an ambulance as paramedics removed your friends, now blood soaked, jacket from your leg and disinfecting the area before stitching the wound shut after making sure there was no metal shards left in your leg once you'd reached the hospital.

You were given pain killers and your bag so you could contact your father to let him know that you were okay and needed to be picked up, it didn't take long for your father to burst through the door eyes wide, panic written on his face “Oh sweetheart are you okay!?” He asked, panicked as Adrian walked in behind him and proceeded to deflate slightly at the nickname as he started to question things slightly “‘Sweetheart’? Why does he always call her/him sweet nicknames, the closest thing I have to a nickname is when he calls me ‘my son’” as he heard your semi-high off pain killers giggling as you reassured them that you were fine now and that your friend made sure you were okay. “I guess I'm not going to be allowed to go anywhere for a while, huh dad?” You asked as your father simply sighed, shaking his head softly with a barely there laugh “So long as you have a bodyguard with you and stay off your hurt leg for a while your fine, sweetheart.” “Huh?” “Really dad!? Okay I promise, thank you!” You gasped excitedly, hugging him tightly with a big smile while making sure not to put too much pressure on your leg while Adrian looked confused. For the rest of your time in the hospital Adrian made small talk with you while slightly lost in thought, after the doctor had confirmed everything was fine and instructed you to stay off that leg for a few weeks and to come back if anything started to worsen or seemed to be getting infected before sending you home with a prescription for pain meds and instructed your father to keep an eye on your leg and make sure you weren't straining the muscles while it was still healing. Once you were finally home and comfortable in bed your father left your room to grab something before running into Adrian.

“Father, may I speak with you?”

“What is it Adrian?”

“It's about y/n, after everything that happened today you said that they were still allowed to do everything they normally do. Yet last month when I was 15 minutes late to my photoshoot because of a group project at school you threatened to un enroll me and make sure I couldn't contact my friends again. You grounded me for three weeks but y/n gets attacked at a concert and s/he is still free to do whatever. S/he even completely missed three of her/his photoshoots last week and faced no repercussions!” Adrian said, voice raising in anger at how unfair it was

“Do not raise your voice at me.” Gabriel's voice was cold as ice, eyes piercing Adrian “As for your sister/brother, s/he's different. What happened today was out of anyone's control and therefore the blame can not be placed on her/him, and as for the photoshoots her/him missing them was due to a sudden change in schedule and I forgot to mention it. Now go to your room, I'm stressed enough about your sister/brother right now.” Gabriel's voice somehow growing colder as he pointed down the hall before turning around and leaving.

“But-!” Adrian called

“Adrian, I am the parent, you are the child. You will do what you are told to. Now go.” Gabriel's voice slightly rose at the end, not even bothering to look back at his son.

Adrian simply sighed and walked to his own room, head hung low, jealous growing in his heart while a small part of his rational mind knew it wasn't your fault that you were granted the life he could only dream of as he face planted onto his bed. Plagg soon showed himself, cheese in hand or well mouth, “What's got you so upset?” Plagg tilted his head seeing Adrian look so depressed “It's just not fair, y/n just gets everything! Everything I've begged for years to do and been denied over and over again s/he gets the second s/he asks or shows the smallest interest in. Public school, friends, actually bonding with father, and-and” he paused, sighing “everything I'm just stuck dreaming about.” He muttered before sitting up “I need to clear my head, Plagg claws out.” Quickly transforming into chat noir he jumped out the window, taking a quick peek through yours only to see you smiling widely at something you'd been wanting for a while (e.g a stuffed animal, game system, supplies for a hobby) as your father sat beside you with a content smile. Just as he was about to jump away he heard your voice coming from the slight opening in your window “Hey dad, why do I hardly ever get to see or hang out with Adrian anymore?” This made Adrian pause, “Well with all the photoshoots, extracurriculars, and hang outs with friends the two of you have it creates a conflicting schedule for the both of you. Why do you ask, sweetheart?” He answered as you nodded along ”It's just he seems so sad around you, he also looks at me with what I can only describe as envy or jealousy. Like how Chloe used to look at me before finding out I was Adrian’s little sister/brother. It's just– he acts like we're treated completely different!” you huffed, slightly frustrated at your brother's antics, Gabriel slightly tensed but went unnoticed by you as he stayed silent for a moment before speaking “Well, I'm sure he’s just tired, I can assure you that I don't treat Adrian any different I just want to give you both the best life I can. I recall you said something about your friend earlier, what was it you wanted to tell me?” He quickly changed the subject. “Oh yeah! (Friends name) asked if s/he could come over to spend time with me while my stitches heal and just make sure I'm okay after all the chaos that happened today.” “Of course s/he is welcome, I'll let Nathalie know that we're expecting a guest tomorrow, I love you my sweet girl/boy.” He smiled, patting your head and wishing you a good night before leaving “love you too dad!” You called out before snuggling into your blankets and drifting to sleep.

Your day was normally spent in Playcare with the orphans while your mom was working, as you were running around with the other children of Playcare playing with a lot of the toys Playtime Co had made you eventually sat down to play with a little boy around your age who had a Huggy Wuggy in his hand as you played with him and the toys you perked up before saying “Wouldn't it be so cool to be just like Huggy!” you smiled at him showing your missing baby tooth “Huh? Just like Huggy?” He asked confused, staring at the toy in his hand. “Yeah, playing all day, being soft and fluffy, not having to worry about getting hurt like that.” you pointed at the cast on his leg, he'd recently broken it after a nasty fall, the boy looked at his leg wondering about what you'd said “My mommy says being like a toy is one of the best things that could happen to anyone! You get to play alllll day,” you wrap your arms around yourself “you're always warm and soft and safe, you wouldn't get hurt like that” you pointed at his leg “any boo-boos could be fixed in minutes!”You said with your toothy smile, “I… I don't know, that's kinda weird to say.” He mumbled making you pout, sticking out your bottom lip with a ”Hmmp” and crossing your arms across your chest “You don't gotta be a negative Nathan about it.” You said making your voice more pitchy and childish than it normally is, just like you've heard your mom do when talking to the orphans when they were being bad. You continued to play with the boy, talking about your favorite toys and how you wanna be like them and eventually the boy agreed that being a toy didn't sound so bad, especially if it meant he wouldn't have to go through the pain of his broken leg and had people to love him like he loves his toy. As a few of the staff looked at you “So the woman who manipulates and brainwashes the kids into being obedient toys….. has a kid?” One asked in a low voice, utterly gobsmacked “It seems so.” The other responded “And said kid is currently and unintentionally mimicking her conditioning tapes and speech patterns and they're easier to manipulate in the long run.” “Uh huh. ‘pparent they're easy to manipulate when that kid was talk about how great it would be to be like the toys, found out when they were talking like their mom and the kids they were talking to didn't take as long to obey as normal” the other simply nodded, shocked that playtime was low enough to use a kid to manipulate other kids.

Once it was time for the kids of Playcare to go to sleep you went below, where your mom was waiting for you, as you looked around for her you heard doctors and scientists talking about different toys and “conditioning” whatever that meant before spotting your mom “Hi baby!” Your mom said in her cheerful tone “Hi mommy!” You replied waving at her as you ran towards her weaving and ducking under others legs and everything in the hallway, as she grabbed your hand she led you down several halls while you rambled on about your day. She seemed to grin a little wider when you mentioned your conversation with the boy, after you finished talking about your day you asked where you were going “Well mommy needs your help with a special video.” She said cheerfully “What do I gotta do?” You questioned “Oh nothing much, we're just gonna make a video where we'll help our friends fall asleep and make another where we get to have fun and dance! You're going to be the star of the show and later on you get to help all your friends learn different things!” she exclaimed happily, causing you to light up thinking about being a star “Really I get to be the star!?” “Yeah really, you're gonna get to be mommy's star!” Your excitement grew as you got closer to the room you'd be recording in, it was brightly painted with some characters painted on the walls, a camera in the middle, and a small table tucked in the corner with some pages of script on it “Go on now, baby cake. Read your lines and we'll get this show started!” your mom said excitedly, leaning forward with her hands on her knees to be closer to your height as you nodded before running to read your script. While you were reading an employee entered the room holding a few different things that you would need “You sure this'll work?” He muttered just loud enough for Gracie to hear she simply hummed in response watching you turn around to say you were done reading.

The camera blinked to life and the show began, popping into frame you waved excitedly at the camera with a wide toothy grin “Hi friend! Hasn't it been a long fun day at playtime?” You asked the imaginary audience before putting your hands on your hips “But now we gotta go to sleep so we can keep having fun tomorrow!” a small pout forms on your lips “When we don't get the sleep we need our bodies just go all-” you cut yourself off, blowing a raspberry and making a thumbs down ”- and that makes us grumpy Gus’s and it makes everyone upset.” You said with a pitchy and pouty voice and a small stomp of your foot, subtly an employee handed you a Catnap and Baba chops plush that you held up “Looks like Baba and Catnap are gonna help get all snuggled up and keep the bad dreams far away!” You snuggled up to the plushie you were holding close to your chest “Right momma?” You looked over to her as she stepped into frame before kneeling to your height and pulling you close to hold you “That's right angel, and when we wake up we'll be just like them. All soft and safe and cozy.” She said, kissing your forehead before you continued “I've heard that counting sheep can help you sleep and Baba is here to help us out with that. Let's count friends so we can fall asleep and dream about being toys where we get to play and be safe, cozy, and happy forever!” You said as you and your mom started counting imaginary Baba’s as you both pretended to slowly fall asleep. “Alright cut!” An employee called out as you immediately snapped your eyes open “Did I do good!?” You asked excitedly with your wide toothy smile “Oh better than good baby!” Your mom praised picking you up and smothering your chubby cheeks with kisses while the other employees got everything ready for the next tape. “You remember Huggy kid?” one of the employees asked you, you simply nodded with a confused look, how could you not know Huggy he was practically the face of Playtime! “Well today you get to see him, you and your momma are gonna teach him and some other little critters you might recognize to play a fun game.” He said kneeling to your height, you immediately lit up like a Christmas tree “We get to play with Huggy!?” You asked excitedly “Yeah, we’re going to dance and play with Huggy and some of the smiling critters!” your mom confirmed, picking you up and fixing little bits of your hair that went a little wild with your over exaggerated movements during your first tape. While the other employees set everything up you sat tucked in the corner playing with the Catnap and Baba chops toys not paying much attention to everyone else, lost in your own little world when someone else came in “Gracie! Hey your kid here? Laith told me to see how kids react to this new toy.” “Oh, yeah s/he's right there.” She replied pointing to your spot in the corner. Tilting your head up at the new lady she bent down “Hey y/n, here's the new doll we've been working on. Can you play with her and tell me, or rather tell your mom so she can tell me tomorrow, what you think about it and if there could be any improvements?” Grabbing the doll you nodded eagerly and immediately started to play with it “What's her name?” “Lily Lovebraids” she answered before turning to leave as you immediately began to play with Lily.

Once everything was properly set up your mom was quick to grab your attention and explain the rules of the game you two would be playing with Huggy and the other critters, “It's a simple game when the music plays we get to dance and have fun but when it stops we freeze.” “Okay!” and then the game started, you were quick to greet the toys before the game was explained to them as well. The music started up and you started dancing with your mom and quickly freezing when the music was turned off, the game had barely started and your mom was hurriedly asking in a hushed tone about what to do about the one that refused to play, after getting an answer she spoke up “Uh oh, looks like one of our new friends doesn't wanna play.” This made you pause looking over to the little Bobby bearhug that sat on the floor and pouted “But toys are meant to play. Isn't that the reason they're made?” turning to your mom with big pouty eyes “They are baby cakes, and what do we do when toys don't wanna play?” “They get put back in the toy box!” You answered with a smile as your mom praised you for getting her question right “That's right honey bun! Now Huggy, you heard y/n, toys that don't play go back in the bad toy box, go ahead and put them away!” Her cheery voice was slightly strained with hidden anger and sadistic intent but went unnoticed by you as you called out “Bye bye Bobby!” waving bye as Huggy put them in the ‘toy box’ where they were instantly shredded alive unbeknownst to you as the game continued until you were tired. The game had ended when it got close to your bedtime, waving bye to Huggy and the critters that survived the game you grabbed your new doll while you're mom packed up her things before leaving the factory to go home, once she made sure you were secure in the backseat she started to drive home while you played with Lily's hair styling it in all sorts of ways as you slowly dozed off on the ride. Once you'd made it home Gracie looked back to find you passed out doll in hand, her eyes softened as soft chuckle left her lips as she unbuckled you before carrying you in and only woke you up to help you change into your pajamas, brush your teeth, and tucking you in, kissing your forehead, and wishing you a good night and going to her own room, as she settled down she began to recall just how behaved Huggy seemed today after seeing you he'd been a bit snippy lately and the shock collar was becoming less effective but seeing you so happy to play with him and socialize with him like he was more than an experiment seemed to make him more gentle and compliant along that one girl who was “adopted” not to long ago was already learning who she was now, not fighting back so much and seemed to be adjusting at a fast pace, maybe with these new conditioning tapes you'll be making this week will make things go even faster and better.

“I just don't understand. Caine had a backup file so if he was accidentally deleted he'd be automatically re-installed unless we removed the backup and this said he was re-installed…. So where is he?” Kinger was muttering to himself, typing on his computer with bloodshot eyes from stress and the bright lights of the computer against the darkness of his pillow fort. He continued to click on his keyboard confused about Caine somehow being in the circus yet not. Standing up he walked to the little area you'd been sitting in as the others thought it'd be best if you weren't alone right now, they didn't want you to snap “y/n?” He hesitantly asked, “Hmm” you simply hummed in response, slowly blinking half lidded eyes to look up at him from your spot on the floor “I think I found Caine”, now that got your attention. With wide eyes and an equally wide smile you immediately jumped up, floating to be eye level with him, asking a million questions a second before he interrupted you “But! But I don't know where he is and I need your help to find him!” He said kinda loud, your smile faded into a small frown as you slowly blinked processing his words and slowly floated down to the ground “okay, let's get started. What do I need to do?” You asked in a serious tone as the others stood up to help Kinger “Can’t you sense or feel Caine's code or somethin?” Jax asked as if it were the most obvious thing “No… no I can't” you mumble out as you follow Kinger.

Once you reach his pillow fort and sit in front of the computer looking at the series of code “It says his back up worked but I can't locate him. The location is garbled and I can't figure out what it's trying to say.” He explained, as you looked over it furrowing your brow. “The basement. Somewhere deep under the circus.” You mumble as you decipher the coded lines, you quickly stand up and teleport away only to appear in a dark space where your brightly colored self really stood out. Floating around you were looking for anything, anything at all to let you know there was even something that remained of Caine and then you spotted it, a small box-like structure with C.A.I.N.E written on it.

With your control over the circus you dismantle the box, you gasped in shock when you saw your darling husband trapped in chains and mouth tightly with clamps and metal leaving him blind, mute, and helpless. As if sensing something nearby he started to make muffled noises as if yelling “Caine?” You said, voice barely a whisper causing Caine to jump slightly before ‘looking’ where your voice came from and letting out a muffled yell as if calling- no begging for you. Covering the lower part of your face you had to suppress a sob, whether of sadness or relief you don't know, you made quick work off removing the chains and teleporting the both of you to your bedroom all while trying to comfort him and promising that you'd help him, but as you reached to remove the clamp keeping his head/mouth closed he yelled out to the best of his ability and grabbed your wrists. As you looked at him in shock you quietly asked “What's wrong my love? Did that hurt?” He nodded, confirming your fear, “Oh, honey.. I… I promise I'll find a way to get this off I prom-” your cut off by Caine shoving himself in your arms, wanting to be held and comforted by his beloved wife/husband/spouse as he sobbed, you were quick to wrap him in your arms and kiss the top of his ‘head’. Soon your both cuddling in bed just like you normally would, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist and your face buried in his chest as he nuzzled into your hair normally he'd whisper sweet nothings to you, compliment you, or simply talking about anything on his mind so the silence was un-usual but your mind was anything but quite ‘who could have done this to him, his control, these clamps, the chains, and the box. Only we'd have that much control, only ab-’ you thoughts were interrupted by Caine's hands wandering your body as if mapping out every dip and curve you had, trying to re commit you to his memory making you smile and smother his lower jaw in kisses and reminding him how much you loved him.

You soon fell into a relaxed state -mind finally quiet- with Caine's comforting touch you didn't realize how much you'd miss until he was gone. Caine however stayed alert and tense, afraid you'd be taken away the second he dropped his guard, though blind now he remembered every inch of your body, every part of you was already committed to his memory but after what felt like an eternity without you he didn't want to let you go. Morning came sooner than he'd expected as he felt you stir mumbling a “good morning” as he nuzzled into your neck in response as you moved to sit up you pepper his teeth in kisses while hoping this moment would never end, you finally have your husband back, it felt like nothing could ruin this moment as you sat cuddled into your husband as he stroked your hair. When you both finally got up you slowly guided him to the main tent holding his hand the whole way, the gang was very surprised to see Caine like this but would help him out while you and Kinger tried to figure out a way to get the clamps off him, Ragatha, Pomni, and Gangle were the more willing and kind ones, while Zooble was very hesitant and often passed him off to someone else still salty about him torturing everyone, and Jax, oh Jax, he loved it, with Caine being so helpless Jax took the opportunity to torment Caine. Shoving him down, knocking things down around him to scare him, and overall being a pain but he eventually cut it out after you threatened him multiple times, you however were the main one taking care of Caine, after spending an eternity (that was actually like a month) by yourself you didn't want to let him out of your sight again especially now that he's so vulnerable.

Soon things returned to “normal” , sure you hadn't found a way to get the clamps off Caine yet he seemed to grow used to it and had you to help guide him around, and you were really all he needed to be happy. Of course the two of you were more clingy than ever but after everything that happened no one could blame you both, you also took to staying on the ground with Caine thought at times you would just hold him bridal style while you floated while he cuddled into your neck just basking in your presence and you seemed much happier and you both seemed to cherish every moment with each other more than before now that you both understood the feeling of loss.

At the end of every day you snuggled closer to Caine in your bed and would teach him different ways to ‘speak’ for now, everything from ‘writing’ on your palm to spell what he wants to say to coming up with little signals such as tapping where his heart would be three times to say “I love you”. You were currently sitting cross legged of your bed across from Caine as he spelled on your palm, telling you about an idea for a new adventure the first one since both your crash outs, before grabbing his note pad laying beside him that has some messy doodles on it as he was learning to draw without sight and handing it to you so you can flip to an empty page. Once you handed it back he started scribbling something and making happy sounds while you continued to speak to him as he drew. Once he finished he turned it around you saw a messy but cute drawing of a bee with little hearts around it and a “U” above it and that– oh that nearly brought you to tears, it's something so small and what most would call insignificant or dumb but to you it meant so much that even stripped of power, mute,and blind he still found ways to show he loves you.

Leaning on your hands you leaned forward and gave him a kiss, mumbling against his teeth “I love you too, sweet tooth and I always will” before laying down and cuddling up to him and holding him close to your chest, as you closed your eyes to ‘sleep’ not that you two needed to sleep but it was a human necessity that you learned in the early days of the circus, told Caine in complete amazement, and imitated. Normally you would both just talk about anything and everything but the last few nights you'd been quiet but tonight and laid in a comfortable silence but tonight Caine lifted his head and lightly touched your throat “Huh? What's wrong darling?” ‘Want to hear you’ he lightly traced the words on your thigh “Oh you want me to talk to you?” He nodded “Okay, umm.. Oh! Well the other day Pomni said the funniest thing about one of Jax's comments-” you continued to ramble on about random things while Caine nuzzled into you occasionally laughing at something you said which you noticed from his shaking shoulders and muffled giggles as you continued your story.

He loves these simple moments. Feeling safe while listening to the love of his life ramble with passion in their voice.

It really was the little things that mattered the most, even if that thing was a messy drawing or listening to someone's voice or as Caine liked to think of your voice “My favorite sound to ever exist.” or “The most beautiful melody.”

Just like that Caine was gone. One second he had everyone pinned to the wall and was ready to hurt them, then he was gone and left you all by yourself, your monstrous form started fading as your anger did, confusion setting in at his sudden disappearance. “Caine? Caine my love!?” You called out, looking around for him “M-my darling husband, where'd you go!?” You continued to cry out, desperation filling your voice as the circus started glitching out causing things to crash to the ground “holy @#$&” you hear Zooble mumble, out of the corner of your eye you saw Kinger standing with them apparently in your desperate calls for your husband you hadn't realized he joined the group “y/n I'm-I'm so sorry he-Caine got deleted on accident.” He muttered expecting you to lash out but nothing came……. “Heh… that.. heh that's funny Kinger I could've sworn you said my darling, radiant, ring master was deleted heh just poof like he never existed…. Oh-oh you're funny I'd expect this joke from Jax, you… you really got me! Oh honey! You can come out now!” you said with a humorless laugh, tears you didn't realize were forming in your eyes falling to the floor. “Y/n.. it's true. Caine's gone….. I-I’m sorry.” Kinger said, slowly lifting the bucket on his head up to see you clearly only to see you slowly fall from the air and hit the floor with a soft thud as your knees touched the ground, head hung, leaning on your hands, you sobbed and mumbled incoherently.

Slowly Ragatha walked towards you and rested a hand on your shoulder only for you to jerk your body away and smack it, glaring at her “Don't touch me!” You growled with gritted teeth, glaring at her and everyone else, your tone caused her to back up in shock and fear as you'd always been kind but today seemed to be your breaking point and that sweet and kind girl/guy/AI was gone and only a shell of your former self, blinking away tears you growled out “Fix. This. Now.” Before teleported to your and Caine's room before flopping onto his side and breathing in his ‘scent’ left on the pillows as you sobbed harder “Now you're all alone” you hear someone speak in a low tone. Lifting your head you turn your head to see Bubble floating there “What? Bubble I…. I really don't wa-wanna talk right n-now” you hiccuped through your tears, “Oh the poor sad clown, all alone without her/his/their husband and ringmaster to comfort her/him/them” Bubble spoke aloud, as if narrating your pain “If only he could see what this has done to you ~” bubble suddenly appeared behind you and whispered in your ear causing you to jerk in surprise. Slowly turning around to stare at Bubble “What? What do you mean ‘if he could see me’ he's gone, Kinger deleted him.” You mumble, eyes wide and glossy with tears however you receive no response Bubble only hummed some song, paying you no mind as they disappeared to who knows where leaving you to sulk in your misery.

As days passed no one had seen you, while they tried to get Caine back they hadn't made much progress each attempt ended in a failure. “How are things going?” They jumped at the sudden sound of your voice, turning around they were met with quite the sight, you were a mess well as much of a mess an AI character could be. Your face was soaked in tears and smudged eye makeup, eyes glossy, and brows furrowed your entire demeanor seemed deflated and voice barely there. “We… We're trying but so far nothing.” Ragatha muttered softly expecting you to lash out again but you simply turned around and left without saying a word leaving everyone confused. While they were busy trying to get Caine back before you completely snapped you were locked in the bedroom that used to belong to both you and Caine but was now only yours, you'd sit at your vanity as if hoping to see Caine standing behind you in the reflection or lay in bed desperately waiting for arms to wrap around your waist and pull you into a firm but soft chest but neither ever came. Instead all you had left were pictures and trinkets he'd given you, the ones you looked at most often being the photo of your ‘wedding’ that sat on your vanity’s desk and the first gift you'd ever gotten which was a little bee NPC he'd made you so long ago when you'd both just started to realize your feelings for each other that you would clutch tightly to your chest as you curled up on his side of the bed and stared into space, almost hoping you were deleted too. It would have been a kinder and better fate than to live in a world without him by your side. “Is this what Kinger felt when Queenie abstracted?” You would ponder on this question for hours on end while still trying to process the feeling of grief. While you sulked in your misery and depression Caine was somewhere far away from you, locked up, chained down, stripped of his control, and had his head/mouth clamped shut leaving him speechless, blind, powerless, and all alone. He was helpless and scared but unlike every other time he was scared or upset you were nowhere to be found, hell you don't even know he's still here, “S/he/they miss/es you so very much….. hardly even comes out of your room, barely speaks, and her/his/their anger has died into sorrow. Who knew you'd mean so much to him/her/them?” A voice speaks, making Caine jump as he currently lacks most of his senses “It seems they really do have a heart – so to speak– if they could love someone –something as damaged as you. But I'm sure s/he/they will move on soon enough.” The voice said with malicious intent.

“After all, they were meant to be mine….. you just couldn't take the competition.” “Mmmmm! Mm–mhm!” Caine's muffled screams, yells, and pleas were the only thing that could be heard in his little prison but soon turned to quiet sobs.

The worst part? He could hear you crying, begging for him to come back..

After seeing how Caine or at the time the red dot acted as it was exposed to more and more images and information the developers agreed to start working on a better AI that could take the stress and work fine, and an AI that functions as an assistant for Caine should the new AI fail, what they didn't plan for was how close you and Caine would become in the time it took to make, train, and test the new AI. You see, originally the blue dots creation was delayed as they prioritized making you and making sure you worked properly, so if the blue dot were to fail at least you could fix what Caine couldn't but if the blue dot works how they hope you'll just be there to help make things go a little quicker. But as Caine grew more attached to you he wasn't okay with the thought of being replaced and losing you to a new AI, while he didn't quite understand what he was feeling for you at the time he knew he wouldn't let the blue dot take his assistant. After all, weren't you made just for him?

When the developers were finally confident in you they placed you near the red dot. At first it seemed apprehensive, hovering near this new purple dot before getting closer however everytime it got too close the purple dot would push it away or move itself away. After the sixth time the red dot seemed to grow playful as well as the purple dot, they were getting along and seemed to be playing together, chasing one another while pushing the other away before settling down and resting close together. The two dots got along well and the results were promising, not only were you helping Caine but you were also learning about humanity and mimicking what you'd learned from the developers and everyone you interacted with. You were promising and a huge advancement in technology, given your promising nature the developers thought I'd be best if they put Caine away and had you working with the blue dot, it was more functional than Caine and with you helping the blue dot the coded world would be better than they could ever imagine. However Caine wasn't going to stand by and let that happen, he wasn't going to be put away and deemed a failure and he certainly wasn't going to lose you to that new AI. You were his assistant, his friend, his cheerful clown. You were his! And he wasn't going to let you go without a fight.

While you interacted with blue you never developed a deeper connection to him like you did Caine, blue was just….. different and you just weren't all that interested in him and instead preferred spending your time with Caine, not to say you didn't like blue or anything they were sweet, funny, and a good friend but you were so used to being with Caine and helping him that being stuck with blue felt unnatural to you, and when Caine was put away and deemed a failure you were quite depressed it was harder for you to interact with Caine and you didn't have much time to do so anyway. Caine on the other hand grew angry at blue for taking you, taking your time, stealing your attention, for taking his place not just in the circus but his place with you as well as the developers for taking him away from you, replacing him, deeming him a fail, and locking him away. He grew envious, blue took everything from him and he was going to take it back. Once Caine escaped from his little prison he was quick to absorb blue, he took control again and was quick to find you again before tackling you to the ground hugging you tightly “Don't leave me alone for that long ever again! I can't go that long without you.” He begged slightly muffled in your stomach. You rubbed his back promising that you'd stay with him, you were his and he was yours and neither of you were going anywhere, and in your joy to see him again you didn't even question where he'd been or why he was suddenly back……… “Where’s blue?” “Oh! I ate ‘im!” he replied cheerfully “Oh…..um….. Alrighty then.” Well there goes half your problems.

When you were designed your purpose was to help create adventures with Caine, he would create what you would design. It was a simple and effective relationship for a while, though as the years passed you both grew closer and eventually realized that your feelings for one another was not just one of friendship or coworkers, and after years of observing and learning from humans you realized you felt love for each other.

In the circus you were a purple and pink striped humanoid cat, you wore a striped shirt in slightly darker shades of pink and purple with simple jeans that had all kinds of patches of many shapes with all kinds of things written on them (examples: this way, that way, over there, not here), with fluffy ears with a few piercings and a fluffy tail, your constant grin can come off as un nerving and at times creepy. You have a habit of speaking in rhymes, riddles, or in a way that makes no sense which often confuses and at times angers others but Caine absolutely loved your little rhymes, riddles, and confusing sentences. Though your habit of disappearing a little at a time did freak him out for the first few months he grew used to it and now likes to guess which part of you will appear or disappear first.

You tend to appear over his shoulder and say something random and extremely weird but in this circus it's most likely actually happening, like that time you appeared out of nowhere, scared the cast and just told Caine “Dear, the dodo’s chasing the whale around the flower field and knocked down a giant mushroom and the caterpillar turned into a butterfly and is chasing the dodo with a spear it stole from the bandersnatch’s cave.” With your signature wide grin, and what do you know it, not long after you said that a whale somehow running on its back fins that was being chased by a dodo that was being chased by a butterfly holding a spear and yelling about the giant mushrooms came running through the tent and past the cast while you just watched the events unfold. Sadly that was just a normal occurrence in this insane circus, but as you like to say “Who's to say who's truly insane, perhaps it's the insane that see the world for what it truly is while those who are sane see what they believe is true. But hey, what's life without some insanity!” before laughing as you disappeared while your laugh echoed long after you were gone.

When speaking your rhymes and riddles to Caine they were always weird but sweet and often either had no answer, was something only related to the two of you, or answered in a way that made him laugh as it made no sense but perfect sense to the two of you. You could talk others in circles for hours and they'd be no further along with what they'd asked about but Caine knew exactly what you meant and your words made complete sense to him, rather it's the fact that he's your husband, has spent almost every second with you for the past 21 years, or maybe because your both AI’s the cast will probably never know.

Currently they were wandering through a large forest trying to find the castle of the tyrannical queen. They were stopped when they reached a point where their path broke off into several directions that then split off into more pathways, there were around 30 different paths they could take and knowing the two of you only one would get them to the castle. Just before they could start arguing on what path to take they hear some upbeat humming with the occasional psychotic giggles. You slowly appear in the tree in the middle of the forked path. “Well well, it seems the kitties are lost~” you said with a mock pout, swinging your legs back and forth as you sat fully on the branch “What do you want y/n?” Jax rolled his eyes, “Oh I'm simply here to guide you.” You said, falling backwards off the branch before disappearing and popping up on a different branch. “Well, we were following a bunny, have you seen it?” Ragatha asked “Oh yes, I saw a fluffy white tail run off over there.” You said nodding in one direction while pointing in another “Though I do suppose he might have gone that way-” you said pointing in another direction “- or perhaps that way, up or down this or that –heh– who knows, this forest takes you where it wants ~!” You ramble on to yourself before continuing

“Anyways ~ I believe he was off to see the mad hatter.” You said as you let your claws out to look at them “Mad hatter? We um– we don't really want to talk to anyone insane.” Pomni muttered as you looked down at her before sliding down onto your stomach and hanging off the branch, “Oh sure sure.”

You nodded as if accepting her response “Well feel free to talk to the march hare or dormouse.” “Yeah I think we'll talk to them” “of course they're mad too~.” you smirked, “We don't want to talk to a @#$&-ing insane NPC!” Zooble growled, already upset about being dragged into this adventure. Their little tantrum made you laugh “Oh you can't help that~ most everyone's mad here.” You giggled, unhooking your legs from the branch letting yourself fall only to disappear before you hit the ground.

After you did your job of nudging the cast in the right direction in your own way you appeared in Caine's office, he was sitting in his chair looking over some plans for tomorrow's adventure and you being the cheeky feline you were climbed onto the desk, knocking something off so he'd pay attention to you. “Huh!? Oh if it isn't my favorite grinning feline!” He teased as you crawled on the desk before plopping down into his lap purring “How many other grinning felines do you know?” You teased right back, lightly butting your head against him as he scratched behind your ear the way you like.

“Whatcha workin on pretty boy~.” You asked, tilting your head back to see what he was working on “An awards ceremony! Everyone will cast their vote on who is the best character in the circus including us, my pretty kitty!” Caine said as he enthusiastically pointed out different things on the page he was drawing plans on “Oooo~ sounds fun, I would or maybe I wouldn't want the others to be upset when you win, you are after all the best ringmaster.” You purred out as he blushed at your compliment, as you both sat in silence for a while your grin widened as you turned to Caine “Caine my love, tell me, how is a raven like a writing desk?” “Oh that's simple! There….. ther-…. Like a writing desk?..... A raven… and a writing desk?......... What?” as he sputtered in confusion you simply sat back and giggled watching him try to find an answer for which there was none.

Once the awards ceremony had ended and votes had been cast you wandered around looking for Caine to see who'd won. You had found him backstage, sitting on the floor as NPCs cleaned up, your ears dropping a tiny bit. You walked over to sit next to him as you wrapped your tail around him “Oh me oh my, tell me dear, what's on your mind?” You questioned, seeing his eye slightly gloss over “I only got one vote.” He mumbled his voice low and soft, completely different from his normal booming theatrical tone. Your grin dropped to a small, nearly non-existent and pathetic smile. You had voted for him, you were the only one to. “I know you were the only one that voted for me…… why?” He mumbled, wondering why you were the only one to vote for him as you tried to think of something to cheer him up even if it was only a little bit. “I'm a treasure that can't be bought, I'm giving freely and a lot yet I'm priceless. I can heal as easy as I can hurt. What am I?” you whispered, tilting his face to look at you “I- I can't say I know, kitty.” He sniveled “Love” you smiled at him, eyes gentle and full of love as you kissed his teeth and held him close as you started to purr, hoping to soothe him. “I love you, my dearest heart. They simply don't appreciate all that you do darling.” You whispered as you comforted him while your mind ran wild thinking of ways to torment the cast for upsetting Caine, after all he was the constant joy and insanity you loved, “Perhaps to amend their wrong they should fight the fearsome jabberwock, or be a snack for our darling bandersnatch!” You said as your insane giggle started breaking out into full laughter which caused Caine to start laughing softly, your laugh was contagious to him, “Should we get to work on our next adventure? That always cheers you up.” you said standing up and offering your hand, once he took it you pulled him up. Once you had reached your office your ears perked up a bit with an idea on how to cheer him up a little, pulling him close you wrapped your arms around his shoulder/neck area before whispering “Will you, won't you, will you, won't you join the dance?” You asked, tilting your head slightly and batting your eyelashes at him,“Heh- y-yes of course dear!” He chuckled lightly in embarrassment, he was always weak to your gorgeous eyes and to you in general.

At first your relationship will start off completely normal. Well as normal as it can be when you're trapped in a digital circus.

You grew close to Gangle first, she was sweet and easy to talk with once she warmed up to you. You supported her and her love for drawing and even joined her in one of your rooms to draw together (if you're not good she definitely taught you some tips to improve)

Once Zooble saw how happy you made Gangle and hearing her talk so fondly of you did they finally start interacting with you more, the two of you used to keep a cool distance given their outward appearance of not really caring about much but they quickly grew on you.

As time passed you three quickly became a thing and started dating, and the relationship really helped all three of you Gangle became less shy and expressed herself more, Zooble wasn't as lonely and with you and Gangle around to help their body dysmorphia wasn't as intense as it normally was, and you weren't so isolated and were noticeably happier and content.

You and Gangle are the only people Zooble feels comfortable speaking to about their body dysmorphia and after having a particularly hard day they know you'll take care of them and help them feel better and just knowing you both won't judge them and actually care for and accept them for who they are helps them a lot.

Just as Zooble trusts you and Gangle with their problems Gangle only trusts the two of you to keep her comedy mask, when she feels like she can't trust herself to keep it intact she turns to the both of you, gently placing it in your hands trusting you both to keep it safe.

You trust them the same way they trust you as well, you trust them to keep your most important things safe to, whether it's a physical object or simply something you can't control such as your mental/physical health, some disorder, even trauma.

For a while things worked out like this and everything was good, sure you had your share of fights and issues but every healthy relationship does, but it became a problem when a new member of the circus appeared.

This new member was friendly enough but grew closer to you over a few months, first it was small things preferring to stick by you on adventures or picking you to team up with, spending more time with you after the adventures had ended, but the straw that broke the camel's back was when you were on a date with Gangle and Zooble and they walked up to you three thinking you were just hanging out and asked you on a date.

Zooble's eyes widened in anger and Gangle's comedy mask fell off in shock and shattered on the floor, the sound of Gangle's mask hitting the ground made you flinch in shock as you sputtered before finally getting out “Wha-what!? I'm already in a relationship, I'm on a date right now! I-I'm sorry if you thought I was available but I'm not!” You said a little louder than you expected with wide eyes as you knelt on the floor picking up the pieces of Gangle's mask. They were quick to apologize and took the rejection well before leaving but Zooble was pissed at them and Gangle was growing insecure.

Zooble and Gangle quickly grew more possessive of you, they needed you like you needed them. If you left you'd be leaving them when they need you the most! Zooble was spiraling and were struggling with who they are. Did you like that other person better? Did you want them to change, to be more like that other person? Gangle was more fragile than ever, her comedy mask never lasted long and her depression was worse, she was constantly upset and questioned if she was enough. Was she good enough? Were you upset she couldn't seem to stay happy?

You of course were worried about them and in the process of helping them you didn't realize you were cutting everything and everyone else off. Your world became them, you'd spend every hour of every day making sure they felt loved and were in a good state of mind.

They both realized that if you were so busy making sure they were okay you would be too busy to leave or realize you were blocking everyone out, so they quickly took advantage of your love for them, once you started trying to talk to others again Zooble was so uncomfortable in their body and needed you and Gangle for comfort and reassurance. If you started talking to that member who liked you again Gangle would suddenly be in so much emotional distress, sobbing louder than she normally would and clinging tighter to you asking if you hated her.

And before you knew it you hardly spoke to others the only time you ever saw them was during Caine's adventures and even then you were so focused on trying to keep Zooble and Gangle from spiraling and possibly abstracting.

Gangle is a dependent, possessive, and emotionally manipulative yandere who needs constant validation and attention from you.

Zooble is an isolating and possessive yandere who wants to keep you away from everyone else and wants to keep you from them and Gangle alone.

Gangle will cling to you like a lifeline while Zooble subtly pushes you farther away from the others, and you slowly start to isolate yourself from them. The isolation and emotional manipulation will get to you and you'll start to believe that the others don't matter, after all Gangle and Zooble need you more especially when they're so mentally fragile and could abstract the second you look away.

It seemed like the perfect night, you and Caine had recently learned about more date ideas that weren't ‘eating’ dinner together or planning adventures together. You were both star gazing when you saw her, that stupid moon who flirts with your husband. As she saw Caine she spoke to him completely ignoring you “Hello Caine, you look even more handsome than the last time I saw you.” She said in her normal seductive tone causing Caine to blush in shock and your face to grow redder by the second from anger, “Oh well um, I don't know how to process that. Um my bee?” He looked over to you hoping you'd know what to do, he liked hearing you call him handsome but you were his wife/husband it was only natural you got to call him that, but her? You were breathing hard and quick, glaring hard at moon while she continued to flirt with Caine, luckily you have as much control over the circus as Caine, a quick snap and moon was gone and the sun was rising. You got up and teleported to your and Caine's room, sitting at your vanity as you pouted, as you hear the door open and close you look at the mirror on your vanity seeing Caine in the reflection “Hey. What's wrong, my beautiful bee?” huffing you turned around in your seat “What's wrong is moon keeps flirting with you and I know it's not your fault that you're so handsome! I just, uhhh, I just get so jealous that I can't have the love of my life to myself.” You pouted, crossing your arms across your vanity desk and buried your face in them, “Oh honey bee. There's nothing to worry about, you're the one one I could ever see myself with. You're my wife/husband, my other half, and I could never love someone who isn't you.” Caine said with surprising maturity and understanding.

The next day after Caine had sent the gang off on an adventure he wanted to pamper you, make sure you knew you're the only one he could ever love, and with Caine what's the best way to show his devotion? Why by making you the star of the adventure of course! In this adventure you were the beautiful queen/ handsome king that the gang needed to save, you were put in a gorgeous room that was supposed to be your “prison” – it looked more like a 5 star hotel – and as the gang set off through all kinds of traps and obstacles you sat on your comfy bed in a gorgeous dress/suit. There was one small detail that Caine had forgotten about that he'd come to regret, the knight NPC that was meant to help them find and save the queen/king, once they had finally reached you the knight following his program knelt before you, kissed your hand, and repeated his programed line “Your majesty, it is an honor to be the one to help save you, might I be bold to say you are even more attractive in person than in your portraits.” He was made to be a little flirty given the original queen/king was only going to be another NPC, but now you were that queen/king and Caine didn't like seeing someone flirting with his wife/husband. As Caine stared at the interaction between the NPC and you his pupils dilate into small dots as his eyes seemed to gain more prominent veins, his breathing got harder as he quickly snapped his fingers to delete the NPC and bring everyone back to the main tent

Head canons before mini fic⬇️

Oh my girl will manipulate you to the max! Every time you try to pull away she'll say something along the lines of “Oh no I totally understand! My own mother didn't love me, I don't know why I expected anyone else to!” mumbling the last part in a small voice just loud enough for you to hear and make you feel terrible for wanting to leave.

Will emotionally manipulate you by bringing up her depressing past

If you've been in the circus for a while and seen others abstract she will start acting like she's going to abstract if you keep avoiding her.

If someone close to you has abstracted (if she was in the circus at the time) she was the main -if not only - person to comfort you, she helped you through Caine's adventures holding your hand and guiding you when even thinking felt like too much, letting you cry on her shoulder, she helped you move on and get back to being yourself. If the abstracted person was romantically involved or interested in you she's cheering, jumping, and over all celebrating their abstraction in her head as she rubs your back and whispers that it's going to be okay.

While she's still her sweet and somewhat shy self she's more likely to lash out at others but like normal Ragitha she'll keep her negative emotions bottled up and to herself.

She's the kind of yandere to view her sweetheart as someone angelic and above normal people, to her you were sent from the heavens to show her true unconditional love.

She's the kind of yandere who fantasizes about your perfect future together and believes she's the perfect and only candidate for your love and the only person who deserves it.

While she will manipulate the hell out of you she will never and I mean NEVER raise her voice at you, she just can't, she will never speak anything bad about you and gets upset when anyone does.

You being kind to her and taking interest in her thoughts and feelings is what drew her to you in the first place and when she finally went off on Jax and you didn't get mad at her or think she was in the wrong when she was finally saying what she felt like Pomni did. That just solidified her obsession even more, if she wasn't sure before she sure was now you were the perfect boyfriend/girlfriend/partner for her.

She gets jealous whenever someone tries to take your attention from her and becomes noticeably angry and at times violent.

When Caine gave up and just gave everyone guns to hunt each down with, Jax dragged you and Pomni with him just to tick Ragatha off and when she grabbed a gun she immediately knew who she'd be shooting first. She got so mad in fact that she dragged Kinger along with her to hunt Jax down and kill him.

She truly believes she's saving you when she tries to isolate you from everyone else. Constantly thinking “I couldn't keep Pomni safe but I won't fail you, my sweet angel.”

She believes Jax will corrupt you, Pomni is being corrupted by Jax and will corrupt you, Gangle is too timid to keep an angel like you safe, Zooble and their “I don't care” attitude would make you feel un-important and neglected, Kinger is too unstable too make you feel safe, and Caine is an unfeeling and emotionally stunted AI that has proven time and time again that he doesn't care about anyone but himself and would put you in danger.

If you let her, she'd sew small hearts into your clothes and would find fabric the same color as her button eye and sew it right above your heart.

When Kofmo abstracted, she shoved you out of the way when he tried to hit you and took the hit for you.

Loved that you tried to help her while Pomni got Caine and how you spent so much time with her after trying to make up for the fact that she got hurt trying to protect you.

She will also try to protect you during adventures but she's unfortunately not the……. Most intimidating or the best fighter which ends with her getting hurt a lot but she's fine with it so long as you don't get hurt.

She will feel like the worst partner in the world if you get hurt anyway.

Yes she already views you as her partner and herself as yours.

*Ragatha's POV*

“Uh I can't believe she-! Uhh!” I yelled to no one, stomping around the losers corner in anger. I had Jax cornered, he was out of ammo and I had my gun at his head and Pomni came around the corner and shot me! Me, the one person who was trying to protect her! I guess I failed her, but I won't fail y/n, s/he/they mean(s) everything to me and I will keep her/him/them safe. They make the circus a perfect place, after all there's only so many of us and I'm the perfect candidate for a relationship. I soon sat down and just stared off into the distance dreaming of my perfect life with y/n, would we stay in the circus or would we finally get out? Oh would she/he/they want a city life or a farm like the one I grew up on? Would we have/adopt a baby, multiple babies? Oh just the thought makes me giddy and blush like a teenager again! Oh what I'd do to make their dreams come true, to be the girlfriend and wife they'd want. I really hope she's/he's/they're okay.

*No one's pov*

Just as Ragatha was worrying about you, you popped into the losers corner. Ragatha immediately jumped up seeing you and ran over “Oh y/n are you okay!? Who shot you?” She asked concerned before grabbing your hand and leading you to sit. “Yeah I'm fine, surprisingly Gangle shot me. She was running around, laughing and smiling like a mad mad and blasting a machine gun…… kinda disturbing for her.” You said rubbing your thumb against the top of Ragatha’s hand as she looked at you with wide eyes, you figured it was from how Gangle acted but it was really from her realizing she needs to keep you far from Gangle if she can act like that and shoot you in the process then she's too dangerous for you to be near her. She started smiling while screaming in her head when she realized you were holding her hand, not just holding it but initiating it, she held your hand as long as you let and soon cuddled up to you saying she felt cold in the dark room because she knew your big heart would make you want to comfort her and hold her to warm her up. Your cuddle session was quickly ended as Kinger popped into the room and stared at both of you “Oh hi Ragatha.” he waved at you “Hi y/n.” he waved at Ragatha, “Hey Kinger.” Ragatha replied with gritted teeth while you simply smiled and waved. You all sat in the room as you waited for the game to end, simply talking about random things both in the circus and what you remember before the circus. While you were talking about what you remember from your life Ragatha got an idea, she thought if she lied about being in a horrible relationship you would comfort her and be reluctant to leave her in case these negative thoughts cause her to abstract. Once you finished talking about your life you turned to Ragatha to see if she had anything to say, “I do remember an old boyfriend/girlfriend/partner I had, they were horrible to me, they made my mom look like a dream compared to the way they treated me. They controlled every aspect of my life and would hurt me when I acted in a way they didn't approve. I'm glad it's different here.” She said in a sad and pathetic tone before smiling slightly at you hoping you bought it and as if to say you were the different thing that made the circus a good place. Hearing her words you immediately wrapped your arms around her, pulling her into a hug to comfort her as Kinger rested his hand on her shoulder while you promising that she'd be okay and no one here would do something like that to her, she proceeded to snuggle deeper into your chest as you comforted her.

Once the game had ended Ragatha kept up the act of depression and mumbling just loud enough for you to hear about her horrible past. That concerned you, you already lost someone you cared about due to them abstracting and you don't want to lose her to. You walked up to where she was standing, hearing her mumbles, you cleared your throat to get her attention so she turned around to stare at you “Hey. Wanna hang out? Maybe spend the night in my room tonight?” You asked, wanting to keep an eye on her and try to keep her from abstracting as long as you could.

After a few weeks of focusing solely on Ragatha and having her spend the nights in your room she finally started acting normal again but it was clear to you she needed you given if she was away from you for too long she'd start slipping.

*Ragatha's POV*

We were in y/n's room settling down for the night, as she got in bed and laid down as I cuddled up to her side, “your best thing that's happened to me.” I whispered as I felt her/him/them tense, guess they didn't know I was awake. Later on in the night I made sure they were asleep. I kissed their cheek and softly whispered “I love you so much, I'll make you mine no matter what.” I smiled at them, I cuddled impossibly closer to them and closed my eyes to dream of a future where we get our happy ever after together. “Goodnight my love."

You've been in the circus for a while now, 6 months to be exact, and you still have this stupid cough and sneeze! It wouldn't be so bad if you didn't constantly feel sluggish and weak, as you looked at the mirror I'm your room you couldn't help but think ‘ Gee I know I was sick but did the avatar I got stuck with really have to make it so obvious?’ see you were quite pale with some darker circles around your eyes, a bracelet that looked like something you'd get in a hospital, and your dress was loose and went to your knees and looked like a slightly dressier hospital gown, well at least it was more comfortable than an actual hospital gown. Slowly standing up you lean against the wall for support as you immediately felt dizzy, closing your eyes and taking a few deep breaths you open your eyes and start walking towards the tent to see what Caine has in store for today, as you slowly walk down the hall where all your rooms are you passed by Jax and as always he had to stay something “Gee, you look horrible today. Didn't know Caine let zombies roam around.” He chuckled to himself, you simply rolled your eyes squinting your eyes ‘ damn these lights are bright.’ you thought as you cupped your hand about your eyes, trying to block some of the light out. As you reached the main tent you winced at the bright lights and colors which sent you into a coughing fit, covering your mouth and you coughed violently and sniffed back the pressure in your sinuses, groaning you walked up to the gang “hey y/n, how ya feeling?” Ragatha asked, resting her hand on your back and letting you lean against her for support “eh, not too good. Feel worse today.” you mumbled, burying your face into her shoulder trying to keep your eyes open. As she opened her mouth to say something Caine popped in and in his normal loud and over exaggerated tone yelled out about today's adventure before pausing, “Oh, what's wrong y/n?” He asked, confused about why you keep wincing and trying to cover your ears, “I don't feel good Caine. My head and body hurts and I don't think I can play today.” You said, practically in tears as everything felt like too much and you just wanted to lay down in the dark and sleep. “Oh, um I. Let's just, well you can just. Oh um.” Caine stopped and started several sentences trying to understand what “not feeling good” meant before Zooble stepped in, “Caine just let them stay here today, preferably in Kinger's pillow fort where it's dark and quiet enough to help their headaches and cool enough to keep them from getting too hot.” “Is that something important for humans?” Caine asked confused “Yeah, when I feel better I'll be much more into your adventures. I'm just not up for it today.” You mumble “Alrighty then! You rest in Kinger's pillow fort and the rest of the gang can participate in today's adventure!” He said, his enthusiastic tone returning as Zooble took you from Ragitha and helped you into the fort where you proceeded to curl up on a pillow on the floor and sleep till they got back, “Night y/n, hope you feel better soon” Zooble muttered before leaving.

Once you had woken up you realized everyone was back, and based on their arguing they'd be back for a while now, luckily you were feeling better than earlier sniffling, you got out of the fort and stumbled towards the group “Whoa, stood up too fast.” you said to yourself, leaning on a wall so you didn't fall over. “Speak of the dead! Look who's finally up.” Jax said, causing Zooble to smack him in the head, Gangle looked over to you, waving at you with her pencil in hand. You sat down next to them asking about the adventure Caine had them do today. Truth is you actually enjoy them, they're fun and a nice distraction. The only thing you don't like about the circus is your avatar and how you look like a hospital patient. If you could change how your character looked you would be happy. “Hey y/n, we never got around to talking about your life before the circus, if you don't mind me asking!” Ragatha said, putting her hands up when she realized she was prying and making sure you knew you didn't have to tell them, “Oh I don't mind talking about it. Well from what I can remember ever since I was a kid I was sickly and spent most my life in and out of doctor offices and hospitals. I was constantly hooked up to machines, having all kinds of tests done, taking all kinds of meds that doctors hoped would fix my immune system. I didn't have many friends given that even the smallest sickness could have been life threatening, I practically lived in hospitals. Luckily as I got older my immune system got better, sure I still got sick a lot but it wasn't as bad and I didn't have to worry so much about something as simple as a cold killing me but I still struggled to make friends given that I lacked most of the social skills necessary to make friends. I kinda remember being sick before I entered the circus, probably the reason I still feel sick and might be the reason I look like this.” As you looked up you saw the shocked faces of everyone, seeing their reaction caused your eyes to slightly widen as you looked away “heh, guess that sounds worse out loud.” You nervously chuckle, rubbing the back of your head. “So you don't like how you look?” Pomni asked, trying to break the awkward silence “Yeah, more so the fact that I look like I'm back at the hospital.” You said, pinching the edge of your dress “Other than that I actually like it here, I don't have to worry about getting sick from the smallest thing and I have wonderful friends here.” Gangle mumbled something “What was that, Gangle?” Kinger asked, “If- if you want I could draw you a new outfit and we could - we could see if Caine could change it.” She mubbed through her tears, you smiled at her. “That sounds perfect Gangle, I love your drawings and I'd love to see what you come up with.” Your words caused her to smile and look down at her sketch book.

After a couple days your sick state seemed to stay steady at “mildly inconvenient” instead of the “kill me now” state it'd been in for a few weeks, you were able to participate in adventures and roam around without feeling like you were on the verge of collapsing, the lights weren't as bad sure they hurt your head a bit but it didn't feel like your skull was crushing your brain, and you were in a better mood instead of shuffling about like a zombie. You walked up to Gangle's door, knocking and waiting for her to respond, hearing a quiet “come in” you opened the door and walked in seeing her sitting on her bed with her sketch book in her lap “Hey, you said you wanted to talk?” You said sitting next to her, “Yeah I came up with a few designs and wanted to know what you think about them.” she said with a small smile, turning her book to you so you could see her drawings. Seeing her drawings your eyes lit up, they all looked so good and they were just your style “Oh Gangle these are amazing, exactly my style too!” Your voice raised slightly in joy “Your drawings are amazing, I especially like this one.” You said pointing at one of the many drawings on the page, “thank you.” Gangle said, flustered.

“Daddy, why am I so different?” Harley coughed as he nearly choked on his coffee, “W-Where did that come from Y/N!?” “Some of the other kids in home sweet home were making fun of the marks on my arm and legs.” your voice cracking as you tried not to cry, after all you were a big girl/boy! Sighing he set his coffee cup on the counter and got down on one knee, Harley grabbed your shoulders causing you to look up at him “You are not different sweetheart, you are special. You are my greatest creation, a beautiful work of art.” He responded, knowing you wouldn't get what his words really mean, “And your ‘marks’ as they like to call them, are like the stars.” “Stars?” you asked confused, tilting your head slightly “Yes, remember when I told you about constellations? All the stars connect to create a story. Your beautiful marks tell a story of a gorgeous, smart, and talented little girl/boy.” As your father told you how your marks were nothing to be ashamed of, you lit up, feeling much better and confident about yourself. While a miniscule part of him felt guilty for lying to you he knew it was for the best. Who would have guessed that he of all people not only has a child but loves them too, and sure you were built, not born and yes he used dead or tortured children's body parts to make you, but you were his. You are his baby and his legacy. The only thing he truly loves and cares about. After hearing his words you smiled looking down at your marks (that were really scars and different children's skin tones stitched together to form one body), no longer seeing them as something that made you weird and different and instead seeing them as something that made you special and interesting. Looking back up and your dad, who was still on his knee, and wrapped your arms around his neck and hugging him as tight as a 5 year old could “Thank you! I love you daddy!” your words caused Harley to look slightly shocked but he wrapped his arms around your small body, stood up still holding you and said “I love you too sweetheart.” The words felt strange on his tongue. That was the first time he ever said he loved someone.

It had been a few days after your conversation with your dad and you were running around Playcare with your (Favorite character) toy, you weaved past scientist's legs as you ran to your dad's office to have lunch with your dad, “Whoa! What do you think you're doing down here little girl/boy?” Someone asked you, grabbing your arm “I'm going to my daddy's office.” You said looking up at the man “Who's your dad?” he said, confused about who would bring their kid down here “Harley Sawyer!” you said with a big smile. That caused the man to let your wrist go, “Oh. Well I shouldn't keep you, go on!” he said with a gritted smile, letting you go and waving you off before walking away mumbling something, you could hear little bits and pieces but not enough to know what he said, as you tilted your head to the side in confusion you quickly shrugged and started running to your dad. Once you got there you knocked on the door, as you couldn't reach the knob, and shouted through the door “It's me daddy!” You then hear footsteps coming closer then the door opens and he steps aside to let you in, “Your late sweetheart, what kept you?” He asked, you were hardly ever late, you were only late when you lost time playing with the orphans. He didn't really like you playing with them but it was important for your development, “Oh some man grabbed me and asked me where I was going, he kinda hurt my wrist.” You pouted a little, rubbing the forming bruise, “Who grabbed you?” Harley asked firmly, while lightly grabbing your arm to look at the bruise “umm” you thought for a second before answering “ Oh! His badge said “L. Pierre”, his voice was kind mean.” he groaned, “Of course he didn't recognize you. Yes he's very mean, sweetheart. I will talk to him later and he will leave you alone.” Harley said, pinching the bridge of his nose, you simply nodded and climbed into the chair you normally sat in and sat your toy in your lap, while Harley sat across from you and handed you your lunchbox, as you ate your lunch you were talking to your dad about anything under the sun, from a book you read, to the random kid that got a tooth knocked out after being tackled by a boy (*cough*Kevin*cough*), as you ramble Harley only smiled, you really were the greatest creation he'd ever made. You were so real that only he knew the truth behind you, only he knew you weren't even supposed to exist. He's the only person that knew you were made, not born, he did such a good job in fact the only things that could clue that you were made were the patches of different skin tones but could easily be passed off as a skin condition such as vitiligo or simple birthmarks.

“Y/n, darling. How would you feel about learning about what daddy does?” He asked you once you finished eating, knowing it'd be best for you to start learning how to continue his work, of course he wouldn't throw you right into surgery rooms, no he'd start small, show you how to stitch up toys and cut with surgical precision and once you could do it with ease he'd teach you about the poppy gel and the promises of immortality, either through stuffing and felt, porcelain, or metal and alloys. You immediately lit up “yes yes yes! I wanna know what daddy does!” You said, excited to know what your dad did, he was your role model. You wanted to be just like him. Harley chuckled, seeing his 5 year old so excited to learn what would later be a gruesome practice, “Well then, let's get started.” He said picking you up and leaving his office.