Chapter 44

Here another.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/thoughts

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"Puppet I'm bored!"

"Go entertain yourself."

"But I want to be entertain with you!"

"I'm a little busy."

"You're usually faster than this!"

"I'm not distracted."

"I'm distracting you?" Stolas blink and squeal happily.

"Weirdo." Moxxie muttered and trap the Bug in string. Got to business and it got destroyed immediately. "Hey Frogmouth."

"Yes, my Puppet?"

"Have you found any other Bugs or stars?"

"Besides the poison stars I told you about. But after that were three others." Stolas sighs and leans against a meteor. "I wish we can find a nest or something to get rid of these awful things."

"Same." Moxxie muttered and grabs one of the stars that got infected. Sat down and get to work. It wasn't too bad as but still got to be careful. Destroy the poison before even got far and sew up the rest. Look over the star one extra time and lets it float away. Get to work on the next one. Didn't bother moving as Stolas sits down by him. Leans over to watch.

"Delicate."

"Hmm?"

"You're very delicate with them. Just like your sewing." Stolas smile and drop when they stop. Then they continue back to work. "Did I say something wrong?"

"I think that's a first time someone called me that." Moxxie chuckle darkly. Yet there was a hint of confusion. "Isn't that a bad thing from where you're from?"

"Depends how one sees it."

Moxxie stared at him and goes back to work.

Stolas relaxed and watch. While keeping his guard up if anyone dares to interrupt them. Can't let anyone or anything disturb his puppet work.

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"Baaaaa!?"

"No, you ruffians there not for you!" Moxxie twitch as he sews another plushy. He really needs to not sew the plushy here. But it's nice here. Plus, a free visual few of the animals to make plushy. Yes, has pictures too but seems better upfront.

If they stop trying to steal them.

"Baa!"

"Baaaa!"

"No."

"Baaaa!"

"All of you are spoil." Moxxie rolled his eyes and kept working. It's not like he thought of it. Just didn't want them to get sick or hurt if they eat it accidentally. Or hurt each other fighting over it.

"Meow."

"Not you too." Push them away carefully.

"Meow."

"Meow."

"Meow!"

"I'll make a cat late."

"Hiss!"

"Bad spoil kittens!"

"Meow."

"Don't purr up against me you smug jerks."

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"Mox where do you get these ideas?" Millie giggles and cuddling the kitten plushy he let her have. She was sitting on the couch while he was cooking.

"Smug ass animals." Chopped the vegetables. One of the downfalls was not able to get away with eating. Millie knows how Moxxie is with food in their teenage years and onward. At least thinking he starve himself or forget. Till she get at him, make him his own plate or offered a treat to him.

"What was that last part?"

"Broccoli or Carrot."

"How about both?"

"Sounds good."

"Need help?"

"I'm good. You relax since you got to work later."

"You're too sweet."

"Yeah." Stir the vegetables and stare at it. "Sweet."

Is he sweet? Delicate?

Moxxie mind mix with thoughts as he sits down with Millie. Barely touch his food. His eyes glance at him phone.

A strange slight plead to get some kind of call.

"Moxxie?"

"Hmm." Glance at Millie. She gave him a worried look.

"You okay?"

"Just a lot on my mind." Poke his food. "Why?"

"You been looking at your phone."

"Oh."

"Are you waiting for a call?"

"Nothing specific." It's not like a gave a number out as Flaw. Or to Stolas. Maybe should see about a separate phone for that. But then it'll be suspicious how he got one. Well it could be easy if he asked? Just calls away and look found a bug? Oh wait you called him Delicate again? Why you call him 'my puppet'? Why would you want to be connected to anything with him? Even with this strange acquaintance partnership. The avian always brighten up to see him. Which he just doesn't understand-Why doesn't Striker just call back already dammit! Been 6 damn years now!

"Moxxie!"

Moxxie stop and suddenly felt a strange pain on his hand. Glance down and sees he made mess. Crushed his plate and his food all over him. Black blood sliding down. Great look what he done. In front of Millie.

Few minutes later.

Moxxie hand over a small trash can under the sink. Millie using tweezers to pull of the small bits. She wasn't letting him do it. Finish with one hand that was now bandage.

"Sorry."

"Mox don't be sorry." Millie sighs and gave him a warm smile. Pat his cheek as her thumb trace those tear marks. "I wish you do talk to me sometimes what trouble you have in that head of yours."

Moxxie head down. Sense of guilt and shame at himself for behaving like this. With Madre it was one thing and over time as talk with her. Didn't mean some things he keep to himself. Doesn't want to worry her. Same with Millie. With these weird thoughts and issues he doesn't understand but should. "Don't want to trouble you."

"Well trouble is how friends can get stronger." Grab the alcohol and pour some drop over the cuts. "Not to deep so no stitches. But shouldn't sew, shoot and play the violin for a few days. Let your pretty hands rest."

He snort and push his glasses up.

"Do you want me to stay?"

"Huh?"

"I can call in and stay if you wa-"

"No, no." Shakes his head. "Don't miss work. I'll be fine Mil-Mil."

She stared at him and touch his shoulder. "Just remember we can talk. You help me a lot. Want to help to my little buddy."

"If I recall I can technically be taller if these legs actually be straight."

Millie snickered and lightly nudge him. "You know what I mean."

"I know."

Millie grinned and shock on her face when Moxxie suddenly hugged her. The one the first time he actually hugged her first. It's usually her, took a long time when he felt comfortable being touch, who initiated first.

"Thanks Millie." Moxxie mumble quietly. Not fully sure himself what he is thanking her for. Fixing his hand? Being a good friend? Helping out? Just being here? Tense as he feels her arms wrapped around him and take a steady breath.

"Any time for you Moxxie." She hugs him back and going to enjoy this moment. Hopefully he can do this again. Felt very proud and happy for him to trust her like this.

Tap.

Glance at the window and twitch to see a few rats were watching outside the window. Lift the alcohol and a match box with her tail. To dare for them to try and interrupt this moment.

They scattered.

Smart rats.

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