What if the hero was the toughest to break in the forced family whump, esp since whumper had to condition out higher cognitive function, so when the hero was broken whumper presented hero to the youngest as a present

cw: brainwashed whumpees, infantilization, dehumanization, lady whumpee

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Jasper, as focused as he could be with glazed over eyes and a hazy, sluggish mind, kept his vision stuck to his scribbled out crayon drawing even as a knock sounded from beyond his bedroom door.

The door soon enough cracked open with a creeking groan, Avis and Doyle poking inside, finally prompting him to pick up his gaze. “Can we come in?” Doyle asked gently, two bright smiles spread over his parent’s faces.

“S- sure…” Jasper nodded, head lolling around his neck like a bobble head. He was still getting used to everything, especially trailing off most of the medicines his father had him on. He didn’t know what exactly they were helping him with, but that wasn’t for a little kid to worry about.

Both stepping aside as the door was nudged open, his parents gestured to a large brown box with holes poked all around the sides. A present. “I know it’s a little late, but it took me a good while to prepare this for you.”

“Wh… what?” 

Doyle chuckled at his innocent confusion. “Open it.” 

Carefully and lazily Jasper crawled over to the box, settling to his knees before it. He adjusted the tight collar of his pink shirt while brushing his hair out from his eyes with a crayon debris covered hand, before lifting up the top.

There, curled into himself as he panted and drooled happily with a bright red bow tied around his perfect pink collar, was a dog.

A small, insignificant and irritating voice in the back of Jasper’s mind couldn’t understand how he knew it was a dog, even though he could see it clearly with his own two eyes. Per usual, he simply ignored any bad thoughts that tried to interrupt him.

With a face full of excitement he lit up, gasping with joy before he pulled his gift into a sloppy hug. “Puh… puppy! Puppy!” Jasper giggled along with his parents as his new dog licked eagerly at his cheeks, ready to climb out of the box and sit on the man’s lap. “What… ‘s hisss… name…?” Jasper questioned, unable to read the dog’s tag.

“Hiro.” Avis replied, sitting on her former teammate's new bed beside her old nemesis, not much of even a subtle instant that any of this was as terribly wrong as it was.

Jasper nodded, petting his new puppy all the way from his hair down his spine, receiving only purrs of happiness.

A perfect little family, perfectly put together.

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Hohoho. The Story again :’D Old character.