BIOHAZARD

She couldn’t help but giggle at the thought. Acting oh so tough, but enamored by the little baby. Maybe it would turn into a relationship similar to Clara and Diana’s, except a little more secluded. Who knew.

“Well…Not much actually has happened here,” Viola told her as she settled herself in her seat comfortably, “I have met a few visitors. Some possibly human and others…Not really…”

She nodded. The house loved her it seemed. At least the past had been erased there in case some poor soul happened upon it, but the house seemed to have a mind of it’s own. One could only hope it wouldn’t kill the poor sap that stumbled upon it.

“Maybe you just need to build up to being awake slowly again, an hour at a time or something like that. That happens when people are growing up anyway, like Olivia still sleeping in the afternoons sometimes and Asumu’s long naps, so maybe it’s a side effect of being…reborn? I’m not sure if that’s the best way to put it…growing into your new self? Whichever.”

“Yeah, that’s true.” she mumbled, “I wish I could’ve been there when she was born... but it just didn’t happen. She dreams of all of you you know. When it’s not odd funny shapes she dreams of her family and of her toys. She also dreams of playing with the butterflies, and every other sibling she has. Even Diana.”

Viola took a slight intake of breath, puffing her cheeks a bit as she pouted at her friend’s words. “The needle and thread just didn’t want to work together, that’s all,” she protested before giving her a smile.

“That’s good to hear.“ It truly was, and in more than one way. It meant that not only did more fabric get saved by Viola improving, but it also meant nothing happened to her while she was gone. Her boyfriend she would deal with later, but for now it was all about Viola.