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[adventlead]

Who wants to hear a story?

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voice | Mmm... Sorry I'm late, baby.

[heavenscrisis]

[ She shouldn't feel proud, but she does. She shouldn't feel sad, but she wants to. Or could sadness be so called ... ? Something like it, she supposed, and she could feed him words, words, so many words. Words that he needed to hear, words that perhaps needed to be said, but she touched him from a distance with the most casual of words and the heaviest of lures ]

Tell me a story.

Tell me ... A story about you.

voice | Noo don't be *holds forever*

[adventlead]

[He only needs to hear her and his voice grows soft, hardly a whispered breath. He loves her, and because of that he is ashamed. Just as he was with Minato. Yet it's different with Mother. He feels inclined to respond.]

Okay, Mother. I'll tell you one. The best story I could ever make.

I was born last of my brothers. It was an empty place, but it was familiar. Then they came, dressed in their suits, neat and clean so much like their lies. I watched as they fooled us and took you. I was a fool. I tortured them with my own weapon, I made them scream without sleep. A stranger took them away, so we followed. I saw a city, unlike anything I had seen before. Horrible. Dead yet still attempting to survive. I stayed in the forest and waited while they gathered our siblings to find you. We were going to, Mother. We were going to save you. We lured Brother to our hideout, but he was saved by the same nuisance.

voice | Bawww, I'm not the one that needs to be held. /fans him

[heavenscrisis]

No happy ending ... ?

voice | he may not be a crybaby like Loz, but when he does it's a lot

[adventlead]

There was! Instead of messing up, in the story we figured it out and we saved you, Mother.