Donald was still sure to hear the voice of Uno in his head, claiming him for not carrying the shield with him even when he had specified multiple times that the trip was merely relaxing, relying on AI to keep the city safe during his absence.
That is, he had already done it on more than one occasion when he was venturing or being the authority figure of four children.
"He's fine, buddy. Uno is the most capable artificial intelligence we know" forcing the voice, he made the watermelon face him. With his free hand, he stroked his cheek, simulating Mickey encouraging him. His fingers brushed the increased hair, and though it bothered him, he had more important things to concentrate on.
"It's the only artificial intelligence we know," he sighed, releasing the breath he didn't know he contained. The multiples I told you were repeated with sneer in his thoughts, the mocking smile appearing.
He would recognize him. Even if he had forgotten the suitcase at the bus stop, and not carrying the X-Transformer, Uno could... know where he was and go for him...
"He could know I'm here! He literally knows where everyone is." He stammered in a thread of voice—sounding more feminine, pulling his messy hair desperately and ruffling it even more. "Is this a joke, Uno? Because it is not very funny!"
He grabbed the watermelon against his chest, beginning to scratch his hair in a vague attempt to groom him. Simulating that he was his old friend trying to comfort him, reassure him. Or maybe both.
"Is that why I told you the end of Anxieties? Do you want me to apologize?" He began to walk the island, feeling the warm sand against his webbed feet while still hugging Mickey.
It was only answered with the sound of the wind swarming against the palm leaves and slightly raising the sand, causing it to tickle his ankles. In turn, it made him even more desperate, and he had to suppress a shout to avoid giving up his location to the moonlanders, breathing heavily and feeling the metal again in his breath and tongue.
If it weren't because the apparent leader snatched Gyro's Oxy-Chews box, he would be delighting in the delicious taste of black licorice. Because to tell the truth, he didn't know at what point he had lost the ones he consumed when he landed on the Moon.
And the sandwiches and seawater smoothies were not very appetizing either.
"Uno's jokes were never like that. All this is like the history of the Evronians all over again, but without the adrenaline and coolness" he didn't care if his voice came out more scratchy than usual, or even if Donna herself talked not even understanding himself. He swallowed nervously and looked at the melon, waiting for an answer that he knew would not come. "How much time has passed? Months?"
Tears gathered in his eyes, vainly trying to contain them and carving his eyes hard and regretting immediately when he felt the sand on the sleeves of his suit.
He did not wait at all to hear a sharp blow on the coast, being winded when his uncle's plane's tail peeked out, allowing a smile to form at his peak.
