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The Villain's Untold Moldings - Chapter One

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(Quickly, two things before y'all start reading this-

This doesn't mean that I'm quitting with my cu au content, I just needed to write this as it came to me at night and I have to share it with everyone else, so consider it more as a side project then anything else.

In this fanfic, Robot does not have his canon look, but instead has the Robot human (?) design made by @taxlthomas (Or @itsalldownhillfromherehoney because idk which to tag as they are the same person). This is something that I feel is important to mention as I don't think anyone could take it as seriously as I imagine it to be, so please check out their artwork before reading this if you don't know what it looks like. As I'm already tagging people, I'd also like to thank @genderlessjacky who helped me with the name of this fanfic!

Other than that, enjoy this!)

(Edit: I should mention that when I make more chapters, they will be featured on my pinned post, though I'm not tagging my pinned with the pj masks tags.)

Memory log 1 - Date: Sept. 7, 2005 - Time: 12:01

I turned on for the first time ever. I scanned the room I was in, standing on my charging pod, when the scan stopped as I laid my robotic eyes on a man. He had raven colored hair, fair skin, green eyes, and he was wearing a lab coat covered in oil. He seemed proud, yet tired.

"Hello, Robot. You may call me Mr. Mecano, or if you'd prefer, Master. I'm the one who made you!" He told me in a prideful tone.

"Hello, Master." I replied with, only having a monotone voice at the time.

He looked at me again, motioning me to follow him as he exits the room. I, of course, follow him. His house was much bigger than it looked from the charging pod, it was clear that he had the money to spend. I saw other robots around the place as I followed him, though they were much smaller than me and didn't do much.

We eventually made it to what is called a living room, with a large couch in the middle of it.

"Go ahead, sit down for a moment! I need to grab some people before I can tell you what your current purpose is!" Mr. Mecano told me, holding his hand towards the couch. I sat down on it as he exited the room.

After some time, I heard a female voice nearby. "Hunny, are you sure it's going to be safe? I mean, his body that you reused was originally made to harm any trespassers! Who knows how gentle he could get!" She spoke up.

"Dear, trust me, I have made the necessary adjustments to his physical body to be able to be as gentle as a mouse. And, before you even think about his coding, I took out anything that could harm someone who may be innocent!" He told her reassuringly.

She let out a soft sigh before telling him, "Okay, I believe you. I don't have any reason not to."

He walks back in with the woman trailing behind him, holding something wrapped in a blanket in her arms. The woman had long brown hair with a white streak in it, more tanned skin compared to Mr. Mecano yet it's still pale, blue eyes, and she was wearing a long nightgown, despite it being noon.

"Robot, this is my wife! You may call her Mrs. Mecano, or you may also call her Master!" He announced lovingly, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

"Hello Ma'am."

"... You know what, that works too!" He began walking towards me again, now with his wife in tow, as she is clearly nervous.

He gently grabs what's in her arms as he speaks in a soft yet energetic tone. "Now I can tell you what your purpose is!"

He walks closer to me until he is basically towering over me, as he begins to show me what's in the blanket.

"This is our son. His name is Romeo Mecano. He was born on August 31 of this year. You see, I need to continue to work so that my family and I can continue to live comfortably, but the baby still needs to be cared for, as my dear wife is having too many troubles recovering from his birth to safely take care of him without any assistance. Your job is to care for Romeo when neither of us can, and to make sure that whatever happens, he would never be harmed."

I nod my head as I looked closer at what was in the blanket. Sure enough, it was a baby. A sleeping baby with the same raven hair his father had, yet has the white streak in his hair that his mother passed down to him.

"Here, try and hold him! You're going to need to do it a lot anyway!" He said with a light in his eyes, as Mrs. Mecano bit her finger out of nervousness. I hold my arms out in what I had believed to be the correct way. He placed the child in my arms, and I just held my arms like that.

He chuckled before speaking again. "Robot, you are holding a small human being, not a platter! Don't be scared, gently bring him towards your chest more!"

After a moment of processing, I then held him similarly to how they held him. "Is this good, Master?"

"It's great! See, you just powered on, yet you're already learning all the necessities!" He cried out in a joyful manner, clearly more proud then ever.

He began conversing with his wife, but my memory doesn't remember their exact conversation, as I was paying full attention to Romeo at this point. I can only recall that Mr. Mecano was reassuring her that their son was safe in my hands and that he wouldn't ever make something that would hurt either one of them. I began to hold him in a way where he was facing me, my hands under his little armpits. After a few seconds, I held him near my chest, his tiny head resting on my shoulder as one of my hands gently cups it, and the other held his scrunched up body. My Master quickly took notice of this, and he only chuckled and said, "Yeah, he's going to be safe and sound."

The rest of the day was Mr. and Mrs. Mecano teaching me what to do during what situations, how to care for the child, how to care for wounds, ect. When Romeo finally woke up, he had icey blue eyes, though they told me that his eyes would darken overtime, but will most likely stay blue.

Memory log 7 - Date: Sept. 15, 2005 - Time: 20:21

A week has passed since I was first introduced to everything. Today I noticed that Mr. Mecano started acting strangely. Normally he works on other inventions and sells them, and tries to spend every spare second he could with either his wife, or if he's awake, Romeo. Meaning that I see him around ten to twenty times a day other then when he is in his workshop. Today though, I had only seen him once outside of his workshop, and it's already dark out. It was as if he was trying to avoid them today, especially his son, who he usually coddles every time he lays eyes on him.

As I was patrolling the house, something I normally do when not given a task to complete, Mrs. Mecano approached me.

"... Hey, Robot? Can you tell me something?" Her voice was filled with worries and woe's as she asked me this.

"Of course, Ma'am."

"Do you think that my husband has been acting... strange, today? I mean, I don't think that this is a bad thing, but I need a second opinion on it."

I stood silent for a moment, trying to find the words to tell her that I agree with her without her feeling anymore worried. "Yes Ma'am, I do. Though I believe it's nothing to worry about just yet. I saw that he didn't get as much sleep as he normally does last night, so there is a great chance that is what's causing him to act strangely."

".. Yeah, you're probably right. Though just in case, I'm going to talk to him about it. If Romeo wakes up, please watch him for me until I'm done."

This caught me off guard, as she doesn't like it when it's only me and Romeo together alone. I believe she's either starting to finally trust me, or she's too worried about her husband to think properly.

"Of course, Ma'am."

She let out a sigh of relief before speaking again.

"Thank you, Robot." She then began heading downstairs towards the workshop.

She didn't say a word to me as she went back to her bedroom two hours later, so I am guessing she wasn't able to get anything out of him. Romeo is growing rather fond of me, so I don't think he mind the fact that he had seen me more than he had seen his dad today.

Memory log 13 - Date: Sept. 21, 2005 - Time: 15:34

Mr. and Mrs. Mecano have been agruing for what has felt like non-stop today so far. After he started randomly distancing himself from his family, Mrs. Mecano has been trying to talk to him more and more about it, yet he's been practically pushing her away. This is what seems to be their first ever argument in their entire relationship. I began standing near the doorway of their bedroom, as the tention began rising between them.

"Oh my GOD, WHY WON'T YOU GET THE FUCK OFF MY BACK?! I AM WORKING MY ASS TO PROVIDE FOR EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE, AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET FOR IT!?" His voiced boomed through the house.

"H-Hunny, please!! I'm not trying to be overbearing, I'm j-just getting worried! You have never acted like this before!!!" She yelled back, holding in tears as she tries to talk to him.

"OH, PLEASE! YOU ARE ALWAYS GETTING WORRIED ABOUT SOMETHING THAT I DO, EVEN WHEN I TELL YOU THAT EVERYTHING IS FINE, BUT NOOOOOO! SOMETHING IS TERRIBLY WRONG WITH EVERY SINGLE FUCKING THING I DO!!"

"SIMON!!" Her voice strained, now with tears rolling down her face. This is the first time I have ever heard her call him anything other than his nickname.

Now they are in a full on shouting match, throwing accusations at one another, from cheating to lying about their past. Clearly, this is turning into something much more serious than it once was.

Suddenly, I heard Romeo crying from his crib, so hesitantly, I go to tend for him while they continue to scream at one another.

I quickly go into his room and shut the door behind me, trying not to let him hear the yelling from his parents. Yes, he may be a baby who wouldn't have a clue what was happening, but that doesn't mean that it wouldn't effect him. Thankfully, they made his room soundproof, so he couldn't hear them at all as long as we stayed inside his nursery.

"Shhhhhhhh, shhhhhhhhh, hey, hey hey, it's okay, it's okay." I softly spoke to him, as I scooped him up into my arms. "Don't cry, don't cry, you are okay, you are going to be okay."

After a few minutes of shushing him and patting his back gently, he eventually stopped crying, but he clearly still wasn't happy. I held him up to my face level, and start mimicking his cooing noises that he normally makes when he's happy. After a few seconds, he starts making the noises back.

"Yaaay! There you go, now who's a happy boy? Who's a happy bouncing baby boy~?"

He started getting louder with his cooing as I did this, reaching his tiny hands to me.

"Yes, you are! You are just a happy boy!"

I stayed with Romeo for a few more hours in his room, taking care of him. He seems to have me as his favorite 'person' in this household, especially lately, where I have had to take sole care of him as his parents argue, like they have been for the past week. I only left him alone after around 15 minutes of him being asleep. It's now 20:57, and his parents seem to have finally stopped with their bickering and gone to bed.

Memory log 14 - Date: Sept. 22, 2005 - Time: 02:31

I woke up from my charging pod as my internal sensors started going off.

*DANGER! DANGER! DANGER! A PERSON IN THE PREMISES HAS BEEN GRAVELY INJURED!*

Quickly, I get off of the pod and start scanning the area for the person who had gotten hurt.

After a few minutes of scanning the area, I finally had found who it was. It was... Mrs. Mecano. She was laying at the bottom of the steps, bleeding out. She had been shot in the stomach.

As I walked up to her, about to try and stop the bleeding before I called an ambulance, she started talking in a strained and tired voice.

"D-don't.. help me y-yet-" She coughed between her words, blood spilling out of her throat. "G-get.. m-my son.."

"Romeo? You want me to get Romeo?"

"H-he-" she coughed again, now speaking in more urgency. "I fear.. that h-he is next..."

As I realized what she was talking about, I nodded my head and quickly began rushing to his nursery. Who could in their right mind go and shoot a child after shooting their mother? Especially a baby, who could have never done any wrong to any person ever. I gained sight of the nursery door, and it was wide open. Quickly, I ran over and looked inside. A figure was standing above the crib... with a gun. Pointing. At. Romeo.

*TARGET ACQUIRED*

My arm extended from the doorway to the figure, wrapping itself around his arm, making the gun in his hand now aim to the floor. Before I can think, I lifted the arm it was intangled in, and threw it from where it was standing to the railing behind me, causing a giant crack sound to be made. I looked at the figure, now behind me..

"... Master?"

He groaned before speaking, struggling to get up on his feet, using the almost broken railing to lift himself up.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT, YOU STUPID ROBOT?! DON'T YOU SEE THAT YOU'RE MASTER IS TRYING TO KILL THAT ANNOYING LITTLE SHI-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I covered his mouth from behind him, having a tight grip on his face as I silenced him. I began talking lowly and slowly, as if I was growling as I spoke.

"I did that because you told me to. You said that my purpose was to take care of Romeo when neither of you could, and to make sure that whatever happens, he would never be harmed. But you. You tried to kill him after almost killing your wife." I moved his head towards the downstairs, facing him to Mrs. Mecano's close to lifeless body. "I may not experience the same emotions or have the same 'morals' as humans do, but I am disappointed in your actions. You are the biggest monster that this town has probably ever seen."

I let go of him entirely, having his full body weight fall onto the railing.

"Now, if you can behave and control your emotions, I'll go and make sure that you didn't hurt your child over a silly argument that wasn't even involving him."

I walk over to the crib and look down. There he is... the sweet baby boy, safe and sound, just sleeping. Unaware of the event that just occurred.

Now that I know that he isn't hurt, I can now call an ambulance and the police for Mrs. Mecano-

*BAM*

The sound of a gunshot going off filled the homes silence, and soon after, Romeo began crying, having woken up by the sudden noise and getting scared. I turned around to face the man with the gun, and-

... he shot himself. His body is laying on the ground, now lifeless. He must have realized what he had done, and what he was about to do next, and out of sudden grief and shock, he shot his brains out.

Okay, okay, there is no way they can be able to save him, but Mrs. Mecano still has potential to be saved. I can still call the ambulance for her, and then everything else will be fine-

"Sorry, your call wasn't able to reach the person you were trying to contact, please check your connection or try dialing a different number-"

"What?? Why would I not be able to call 911?"

I redialed the number, thinking it had to be some sort of mistake.

"Sorry, your call wasn't able to reach the person you were trying to contact, please check your connection or try dialing a different number-"

"Come on!!"

I check outside of the window, and there is no lights on. Anywhere. Not in the streets, not in anyone's windows, no where were lights on. Then I remembered something that made everything click.

They turned the cities power off. They turned it off because the wires connected to everything were getting faulty and too dangerous to not replace. There was a city wide announcement about it a few days ago, and Mr. Mecano knew that. He knew that, and that's why he shot himself. Because he shot his wife, the love of his existence, and there was nothing no one could do to save her.

I realized that Romeo was still crying heavily, with his poor little voice going hoarse. I quickly scooped him up again, and held him close.

I whispered quietly to him, trying to calm him down. "Shhhhhhhh, shhhhh, it's okay, you're okay, you are going to be fine.. I'll make sure of it..."

I headed downstairs towards my now late Masters workshop with Romeo in my arms, desperate to find something, anything, that could help me out with this situation. As I opened the door, my sensors started going off again.

*DANGER! DANGER! DANGER! TOXIC FUMES IN THE AIR! DANGEROUS TO HUMANS AND ANIMALS!*

I quickly closed the door to the workshop, backing away from it as I held Romeo closer to my chest. He wasn't acting like this because he was stressed, or tired, or covering up for something else. He was poisoned while in his workshop. A gas leak broke out and he didn't realize it until it was too late.

I ran out of the house, trying not to get Romeo harmed with the gases as well, because they were bound to spread to the rest of the house overtime. I ran out to the backyard, where I found the ship. The flying ship Mr. Mecano made in case of an 'emergency'. It was to live in, and it could go anywhere in the world given enough power. Thankfully, it had full power and it wasn't going to run out of it for at least twenty years. I board it with Romeo still in my arms, a little fussy but much better than before. I didn't start flying it, as there wasn't a place where Romeo can rest in it. I sat down on the couch in what I believe was the living room of the machine.

What do I do? It's not like I know how to take care of children older than three years old, and I still need a charging pod, yet I don't detect one in here. He can't go back in there, there's too many dangers for a baby to live in there. What to do, what to do...

I held him close to me still, as he fell asleep on my chest.

... I can worry about that tomorrow, I have plenty of power to last through the night.

Memory log 3,663 - Date: Sept. 19, 2015 - Time: 01:42

I was sitting down on the couch, in the living room of the flying machine, charging. When suddenly, I heard a slam from the metal door connected to the living room.

Romeo walked through it, mumbling to himself.

"Stupid PJ masks, ruining my plans for no reason other than 'beINg GoOd'! UUUGH!!"

"Still having trouble figuring out a new plan, Master?"

"No!.. well, yeah. But come on!! It was my greatest plan yet! But noooo! Those PJ Masks need to stop it! AAAAGH, I HATE THEM, I HATE THEM, I HATE THEM!!" He screamed out, stomping his feet out of frustration.

"I know, I know. Want a hug to let all your frustrations out?" I told him, holding out an arm to him.

Romeo scoffs before speaking in an annoyed tone. "No! What am I, a baby?!"

I continue to hold my arm out to him, closing my eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he quickly crawled into my arms, and begins to reach his arms out to me.

I chuckled softly before picking him up higher. "Thought so, Master. C'mere."

"Quiet, Robot.." He whispered in an embarrassed voice.

I placed him on my chest, where his head rested on my shoulder. He hugged me back, letting out a soft sigh as he let his full body weight on me. I caressed the back of his head and ran my fingers through his hair as I begin to hum.

After a few minutes, Romeo is fast asleep on me, fully relaxed.

To think that you were able to fit in my hands at one point, yet now, doing the same thing that I did when I first met you, you've truly gotten so much bigger..

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The Villain's Untold Moldings Chapter Two

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(One again, as I have mentioned in the last chapter, Robot doesn't have his canon design in this fanfic! He has the (more, but definitely not entirely) human design made by @taxlthomas / @itsalldownhillfromherehoney so check it out before you start reading! Also, all chapters will be in my pinned post, despite it not having any tags involving it! Other than that, enjoy reading!)

Memory log 3,671 - Date: Sept. 27, 2015 - Time: 22:36

Romeo is currently making another attempt as to take over the world, starting with our small town as always. He's yelling down to the Pj masks about his plans. They're a team of three, with a boy dressed as a blue cat being named Catboy, another boy dressed as a green gecko named... well, Gecko, and a girl dressed as a red owl named Owlette. They have always stopped Romeo and the other 'nighttime villains', as they call them, from succeeding in their various evil plans, even though I have noticed that they tend to have communication issues between one another.

"-And then, I'll take over the world!! Mwhahahahaha!" Romeo cackled, fully confident in his plans as always.

"Oh, no you'll not!" Catboy yelled from below at him, pointing towards Romeo. "We're going to stop you before you can even start!"

Romeo steps forward a bit so that they could see him better before speaking. "Well, Idiot-boy, I already started! So looks like you've already failed at stopping me, haha!"

Catboy let's out a cat-like growl as Owlette walks behind him, patting his back softly. "Catboy, don't let his teasing get to you! It'll end up distracting you more than it already will!" She told him, trying to calm his anger down. Gecko quickly backs her up, telling him, "Yeah Catboy! It'll only end up bringing you down in the end if you listen to it!"

Catboy, seemingly having not payed attention to either of their words, cuffed his hands around his mouth and yelled, "WELL, THAT DOESN'T MATTER! YOU'LL LOSE THIS FIGHT IN THE END!"

"Oooooh, and how so? You gonna go back in time?" Romeo shouted back, almost instantly.

As they continued to scream at one another, with Romeo mercilessly teasing Catboy as he hurles unaffecting insults at him, with Owlette and Gecko trying to calm Catboy down to no avail, I chuckled softly to myself as I semi-discreetly set up Romeo's machine for him.

"BLAH BLAH BLAH!!" Romeo yelled, before blowing a loud raspberry at Catboy, causing him to let out a dramatic sounding gasp, despite being 100% seriously offended.

Look at him, trying to take over the world, yet he's still only a baby boy. Sure, he may be 10 years old now, but despite my code updating my information, I still can't see him as anything other then when I first saw him.

"Why, I would never!" Catboy yelled again. "Didn't your parents teach you any manners?!"

I froze as I heard the words parents leave his mouth. My metal heart would have sunk to the bottom of my stomach if I had either of them. I turned to look at Romeo, trying to not show my shock and concern.

He stood still and silent for a moment, shocked by his words as well. ".. I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"I said 'didn't your parents teach you any manners'!" Catboy spat out, still noticeablely irritated. "I'm waiting for your answer."

Romeo stared at him for a moment, before speaking again. "Well, no. They died before I even turned a month old, so they never got the chance to." He said this with full seriousness, though I could tell he wasn't upset about Catboy's statement. Infact, I believe I can see him trying his hardest not to crack a smile.

Catboy's expression went from annoyed and angry to shocked and horrified within seconds as he heard Romeo's words exit his mouth.

"Oh- I-I- um- you-" He tried to stammer out.

"CATBOY!!" His teammates cut him off, also horrified about what had just happened.

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW-" He whispered yelled at them, causing Romeo to finally release his pent up laughter about the situation, falling backwards onto the pavement of the buildings roof as he begins to lose control of it.

I let out a quiet sigh, happy to see that his parents death didn't affect him nearly as much as I thought it would, or as much as it had affected myself. I walked up to Romeo, rolling on the ground laughing, holding his stomach as he struggles to contain himself.

"You know Master, you shouldn't laugh about your parents death." I told him, crouching down towards his level as he rolls on the floor.

"Y-Yes, but-" His sentence was stopped by more giggling before continuing, "Y-you gotta admit, his instant regret was p-pretty funny!"

"I wouldn't consider it as funny of all things, but if you say so, Master."

Memory log 3,672 - Date: Sept. 28, 2015 - Time: 03:56

After charging myself for a bit after Romeo's failed attempts, I now have to make an attempt at the hardest thing to do in this town as far as I'm aware: getting Romeo to actually go to bed and sleep.

"Robot, I'm not tired! I don't need any sleep yet!" He whined to me as he rubbed his eyes, resting his head on his work desk.

"Yes you are, Master. You have stayed up all night long, it's technically morning now, and you are literally rubbing your eyes as we speak. Now come here so that I can put you to bed." I tell him as I reach down to pick him up.

"Nooo! I don't wanna!" Romeo said, now trying to get away from me, though isn't putting in much effort as to get away.

"Just because you don't want to, doesn't mean you don't have to." I scooped him up in my arms quickly. "Now come on, it's your bedtime."

He lets out a groan as I begin to carry him, though doesn't do much as to prevent this. It's unusual from him, considering that he hates me forcing him to go to bed when he's working on an invention, especially when he had just lost against the Pj Masks.

"Fine.. but on one condition!" He stated.

"What may that condition be?" I asked him, curious about what he could be trying to get me to do for him.

He stayed silent for a moment before speaking up. ".. what were my parents like? You know, before they, like, died. Who exactly were they?"

His questions made me freeze for a moment. He never was the curious type when it came to his parents, so this was something I wasn't expecting.

"... Well, let's see.. who do you want to hear about first? Your mother or your father?" I told him as I continued walking to his bedroom.

"My dad, I'd like to hear about my dad first." Romeo responded, resting his head against my chest.

"Hmmm... He had the same raven colored hair as you, even his hair was styled like yours. He had these bright green eyes, and fair skin, again being passed down to you. Your father was obviously an inventor, just like you. Else I wouldn't have been here to take care of you. He was a caring man, always offering his help to anyone who could possibly have needed it. Though he didn't seem to like interacting with people that much, especially when he wasn't familiar with them. He often liked being in the dark, he said that the bright light hurt his eyes otherwise. You actually share a lot of his physical and personality traits." I spoke to him, until I finally opened the door to his room.

"Really? So I gained all of my dad's traits?" He asked me, with those big blue eyes of his.

"Well.. I wouldn't say all of his traits. You got your white streak and your blue eyes from your mother. In fact, now that I'm thinking about it... your personality, besides being an evil genius, is very similar to hers." I stated, setting him down on his bed. "Take off your lab coat, Master. I know it's not comfortable for you to sleep in."

"Fine, fine. But how is my personality similar to hers?" Romeo asked again, taking off his coat.

"You both can definitely be kind to others, but you tend to choose not to be, as they weren't kind to you or someone you care about in the past. You tend to be jokesters, but in a way where it's mainly yourselves who are laughing. You both also share an intense love for older styled thing. Music, clothing, architecture, all of it." I explained, crouching down closer to Romeo.

"Huh... well, what did she look like?" He said, looking up at me with his big eyes.

"She had this long, curly brown hair along with her white streak that reached below her shoulder blades normally, but it reaches to her lower back when straightened. She passed down her blue eyes to you, as I mentioned before, but her's were much brighter than yours are. She had a slight tan compared to you and your father. She also has freckles all along her body, mainly on her shoulders and face. She also oftentimes wore a shamrock green dress that trailed behind her as she walked." I responded, and in a sense, rambled to Romeo. "She truly was a gorgeous woman when she was alive."

Romeo silently nods his head as he listened. "Okay, I see... one last question though."

"And what may that be, Master?" I looked back down at him, waiting for a response.

"How did they die?"

It was as if time had froze in that very moment. If I had lungs, I would have started holding my breath as the words left his mouth. For a few seconds, all I could do was stare at him. Stare at his curious, yet innocent face, eagerly waiting for a response.

".. They died in an accident. Now, get yourself some rest." I finally said, getting back up onto my feet.

"An accident? What kind of accident?" He spoke to me again.

"That's not something you need to know of, Master. It's past your bedtime anyway." I quickly yet steadily walked towards the door of his room, trying to avoid further questions.

"But, Robot-"

"Goodnight, Master!" I said in as much of a cheerful tone as I could muster, turning off the light to his room and closing his door.

I quietly rushed to the living room, not being able to get over Romeo's question and how I responded to it.

I know it was wrong of me to lie about how they actually died, but it was for a good reason, right? I mean, I don't know.. I don't think he's ready to know just yet...

I sat down on the couch, with my metal joints now shaking. Probably due to a faulty wire, but I can't say that for certain.

Those eyes of his... I can't look at those innocent eyes and tell him about his parents death, and how it almost resulted in his death as well. When I look at him, I strangely just want to give him the entire world, and maybe more, just without having him know of all the horrors within it.

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