Can't title to shiz.

Sorry it's not that angsty I have writers block.

Requested by MatcingMakers

Enjoy.
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Axe boy's POV

"This is the 5th lose you got, Robbie! What's with this losing streak?! The survivors are wrecking us!" Joker slams his big fist onto our table, shaking the utensils and glasses that were situated onto it.

I kept my head down, ashamed of his words and the other's looks. "He's a brat, can't expect anything from a headless kid," Jack scoffs, crossing his long legs as he drinks from his wine glass.

"This is really embarrassing not only for you, but also all of us hunters, Robbie," Violetta scolds, pinching her nose bridge. I gulps and try to hold back tears, I felt my face drooping into a crying emotion.

Geisha then stood up and tried defending me "Guys, please. He's just a kid, plus he's new! We all started wea—"

"No... It's fine.... They're right...." I cut her off, standing up from my seat as I continue looking down. "I'll.... just go and think about what I did.... I promise I'll do better next time...." I mumble, hiding a sniffle through my words.

"You better," Bane scoffs. I took my chance and with an embarrassed stature, I walk out of the room.

As I hear the door close, along with the others chatter, I legged it to my room as I can no longer contain my tears.

I reach the handle of my door, I immediately noticed it was locked. I forgot the keys inside!

"No! Why?! I'm such an idiot!" I screamed, slamming my head onto the frame. I slide down the door, letting my tears run down.

"N-no... Robbie stop crying. You're being weak! People might see you!" I tell myself. I quickly wipe my tears and run off the garden, hoping no one would be there.

I reach the garden, quickly hiding behind a bush. I can finally let all my hatred on myself go. I weep, remembering all of my loses and their words. I can't help believe that all of those were true.

"I-it's not my fault! I-I'm new and just a kid....." I cry.

"Yes it is, Robbie,"

".... It... is...?" I ask, hoping the voices won't reply with hurtful answers.

''You're the weakest hunter here in the manor.... You're such a disgrace to Oletus...." More echoes of those voices came as I cry and sob louder. The words hurt so much because it was true.....

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Prospector's POV

"Great job everyone! You destroyed that hunter!" Martha cheers as me, Emily, Helena, and Kevin come back with victory in our name.

I smile and nod "It was a really hard match. Helena almost died!" The others chuckled, while Helena gave me a playful huff "I did not!"

The others then started celebrating, because of the winning streak we have had these past few matches! But sadly, I wasn't really a party beast right now, since fatigue has reached me from kiting the hunter for 4 minutes.

I ought to go back to my room and rest. I skidded my way to my room, opening the door and laying on my mattress.

I sigh and look at my ceiling, contemplating about life and thoughts until I got bored.

Maybe some fresh air? I stood up and walk over to my balcony. My balcony gazes over the whole garden, making me able to see a wider view.

I took in a breathe of fresh air, exhaling as the relaxation hits me.

I leaned on the stone edge, scanning the area. My sight was caught on a.... shivering bush?

The shrub was shaking, so I suspected it as a squirrel who got caught in one of the branches. I should go help it out.

I calmly lift myself up and stood on the hedge, standing up and grabbing the tree branch beside me as I slide down the bottom. I have found out about this secret escape while watching Naib jump across balconies to other rooms.

Anyways, I safely get down and pat off imaginary dirt off my clothes. "Much better," I comment.

I had not notice the small sobs and cries from the bush, making me more curious? Was it not a squirrel afterall?

It sounded like... a kid. Now, the only kid here apart from Krazi is....

I walk over the bush, peeking at a small opening. My suspections we're correct.

"Robbie? What's wrong?" I say, parting the leaves and not acknowledging the fact that he is a hunter.

He was shocked, quickly wiping off his tears and glaring at me. "G-go away!" He yells, throwing rocks at me. He was throwing a tantrum....

I dodge and try to calm him down, which resorted to me hugging him. He kept screaming for me to let him go, but I refused and kept hugging him. I lift him up so that I could sit properly, rocking us both back and forth. "It's ok.... calm down..." I coo, stroking the sack covering his head (?).

He struggles, but in the end got tired and just sobbed onto my shoulder. "I-I'm too weak...." He sobs, clenching my shirt while I shush him.

"No you're not.... you're just adjusting to this whole.... hunter business, right? Everyone started out wea—"

"Jack won on his first match." Robbie cuts, hiding his face in between my neck. I gulp and hummed. "Beginner's luck, amiright?" I try to joke, following a chuckle after. He stayed silent, but his grip on my shirt loosened up.

We stayed silent while he was cradled in my arms. I felt like a koala with a baby koala clinging onto me.

"I'm just.... too complicated...." He mumbles, moving away from me so that I could see his face. I shook my head and made him look at me. "Bud, my magnets are hella confusing. Can't say I can't relate," I chuckle, rubbing his head.

I can tell he had a surprised expression. "You're new too... right?" He asks, tilting his head cutely while looking at me. He's like a little brother.

"Ehhh... sorta," I reply. He gets off of me and starts fumbling with his fingers. "C-can... you teach me how to counter?" He shyly asks.

I don't know if I should, really. He's a rival. But......

I look at his stature, it was screaming helpless and desperate. I can't say no to him....

"Sure thing kid," I say and grab my hat, dropping it onto his head and patting it.
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*3 months later.... bear with me*

"You've improved alot, Robbie," I comment as he straps me onto a rocket chair. The game was about to end, I was the only survivor left.

He said nothing, but I can feel his look on me. I remain smiling as I watch him do his job. "Hey.... remember when we first met?"

He stopped for a sec, but continued on. I sigh and move my foot, drawing a figure with it. "You were so cute and helpless back then.... look at you now... having winning streaks all day," I tell.

I felt heat underneath me, meaning I was about to take off.

He backs away and watches as I calmly await to be sent back.

"I'm proud of you." I say, flying back to the manor.
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"Thank you...." Robbie replies, watching the survivor fly off.

Looking down to where Norton was drawing, he saw something was written.

"Keep up the good work!"

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Bonus! 2 months later...

Prospector walked down the hallways, to the garden, and sat on the same bush. He remembered the memory from that bush 5 months ago. It sent warming feels on his heart.

"Hello, old friend," A voice joins. Norton looks up to see a familiar covered face, as well as an axe accompanying him.

Norton looks at him with a neutral face, seemingly questioning why the hunter child was there.

"Hello," He greets, watching as Robbie sit down beside him. "I never got to say thank you properly...."

Norton hums and follows a reply "Your welcome." Robbie giggles and lays his head on the survivors shoulder. They were silent, until Norton decided to speak up.

"So, hows the matches going on?"
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Still writers block. Also I didn't add any sexual connections cuz Robbie's still a kid so sorry for that.

No cliff hangers or anything. Just imagine them having a normal convo.

Hope you enjoy.