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REAL LIFE JAPANESE CARTOON CHARACTER?

“Not like me... you are me.” Made enough sense.  If there were alternate versions of other spiders, then there should eventually be one of her.  But... was she ever that optimistic?  Even as a little kid?

🕷 Peni had had this nightmare time and time again, for the two years after her father’s death - she’d see the mech go down, she’d scramble over to the rubble, pull it out until she found SP//dr, relive horrible trauma. She’d seen it so many times that she didn’t even wake up crying anymore, just sweaty, and startled.

But this… this nightmare was different. Maybe it was because of where she was - she’d nodded off in Noir’s office, slumped over on his desk, legs dangling idly from his chair. The nightmare had started the same, but when she’d cleared the rubble, there was no SP//dr, there was no Richard Parker - instead, laying in the rubble, broken, bleeding, and very clearly dead, was… Noir.

She hadn’t even gotten to the part where she tries to get him to wake up, where the paramedics try to pry her off of him, or any of that. Just seeing Noir in her father’s place, seeing him dead had been enough to wake Peni, the poor girl brought back to the waking world with a frightened yell, tears streaming down her face as she awkwardly scrambled out of her seat, tired legs nearly tripping her up as she ran to find Noir, as she wrapped her arms around him, as she held him as close as she could, just to make sure he was there, he was still alive, that it was just a nightmare.

It only makes her feel a little better, but… it’s something.

He debated letting her stay, knowing how dark and dismal his universe could be for the other spiders, but he let her sleep as he was sorting some cold case files somewhere else in the room. It was quiet, the subtle sounds of the occasional car passing by the building or dog barking thankfully not waking the girl; he’d hate to disturb her. Though, as he had his back turned, he hadn’t noticed her shifting until suddenly there was a yell and he had arms clinging to him.

Spider sense or not, it still shocked him, arms up to give her a bit of leeway as she clung to his legs with all she could. Slowly, a gloved hand came to rest on her head, leaning over slightly and even removing her arms for a moment to kneel down and properly give her a hug; poor girl must’ve had a little night terror. He wouldn’t press her if she didn’t want to say anything, arms holding her close which encapsulated Peni in a bear hug.