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"Let Cordelia and Alphie go at least. Please. She's my baby girl."

"Are you… crying?" Val looked at him incredulously.

"Mr. Valerian, I am many things. I'm a complete and total dork. I know machines better than most. And I am complete mush for my family. I am not cool."

"You know machines?"

"Yes! That's the whole reason I'm here. My android, Alpha C01, I was hoping you could help me with her. Help me refine her. But then I told that stupid lie, and then you aimed a lazer at my junk. and—ugh, I'm gonna die crying while a lazer lobs off my dick!"

Valerian sighed.

"Mr. Fletcher, please control yourself. HANSEL, heartrate check."

"He's being truthful, sir. A little too honest by my assessment."

"As I thought. You really aren't working with anyone are you?"

"No, I don't even know what that would mean."

"And that android. Your invention?"

"My life's work, really."

"I see. Hmm, she's impressive by this world's limited and rather remedial robotics standards. But I must say, your 'family rescue' protocall you've equipped her with is laughable."

"She's equipped with no lethal weapons but 101 individually crafted 'strongly worded phrases?'"

"Well, she's not a kill bot. I believe strongly in non-confrontational conflict resolution."

"Hmm, right. I've decided you do need my help and I've determined I'm your only hope."

"HANSEL, disengage the lazer."

"Oh thank, Watcher! Killing is so messy." HANSEL let out a sigh.

"It's your lucky day, Mr. Fletcher. I've determined you clever enough to keep alive. Or perhaps you're just too pathetic to kill."

"Umm, thank you?"

"I'm not one for hosting, but I suppose it's late in the day to piece apart your android and perfect her programming. Leanne will prepare you and the child a room. Tomorrow I'll grant you a single hour of my time and expertise. So make the most of it. And Mr. Fletcher?"

"Yes?"

"Don't waste my time. At any moment, should I find this temporary truce disagreeable, I have no problem disposing of you."

"Heh, heh. You're joking right?"

"Joking? Hmm, HANSEL make a note for me to practice my obviously joking tone."

ＳＩＤＥ ＰＬＯＴＴ - Ｇ Ａ Ｍ ＥＰＬＡＹ ＳＰＡ Ｍ - 𝙶𝚎𝚗 𝟼: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚒𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚌í𝚊 -

ＳＩＤＥ ＰＬＯＴＴ - Ｇ Ａ Ｍ ＥＰＬＡＹ ＳＰＡ Ｍ - 𝙶𝚎𝚗 𝟼: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚒𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚌í𝚊 -

[ Alejandro Voice Over ]

Dear Poppy -

If you're reading this, I've already left.

Please don't be angry with me when I tell you this - It is time for you to depart as well.

And yes, while a note tacked to the wall may be the cowards way out - I am not sure if I could bring myself to make this decision face to face.

You hold a power over me Poppy. One that to this day, I refuse to rationalize.

Even as I sit at my desk to write this, I can see your chest rising and falling on my bed. I fear it is taking everything ounce of determination I possess not to lie back down next to you.

So I remind myself again, how every time you come close to true happiness - you set it all on fire. And I am tired of getting burnt.

I love you Poppy. Nothing will ever change that. And one day, maybe you'll find someone you can love back just as completely. I had selfishly hoped it might be me, but as you say - I suppose fate has other plans.

Come find me if your heart changes. When you can stand before these demons that haunt you, let me take your hand and accept it. I won't fight them for you, but I promise I will always stay by your side. My offer remains.

So thank you. For apologizing. And for swallowing. That was hot.

Always,

Miguel: Alejandro!

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