Hello…?

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[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Alrighty then..

We'll tell him when things are abit less tense, okay?

“… Okay… thank you, Creators.”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Im sure it'll go fine-

Do you want us to tell him to come to you now or later?

“… Later. I don't think he'll want to see me.. especially after Ms. Byte… you know….”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Understood, how about we talk about something else for now?

Right, how many people have you given the bouquets to so far?

“I, uh… I think I've made six so far…? I can't really keep track… but, I think I've apologized to everyone I needed to, for now!

I think the last one… is Dogfish…. But, I'm not too sure how that conversation will go….”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Hey guys if the connection is able to redirect, are we able to connect somewhere else in emergencies?

“I don’t know… and at this point, I don’t really want to find out.”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Perhaps we should go check on her?

Probably, Glitch can you leave the interweb? If not then we might have to transport her here ourselves-

If you want us to do that of course..

“… no. Please, don’t. I.. I don’t think I’d be of any help. She should just be with her family. Not me.”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

sorry sorry basically an anon yelled this at her she sobbed overheated and died and yeahh *plays anon recording*

“Oh… oh dear… I hope this doesn’t make things worse….”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

WANDERER WHY ARE YOU HAPPY ABOUT THAT DID YOU DO THAT VERBAL ATTACK AGAINST HER

....xȼᵾsɇ mɇ? Ⱥ vɇɍƀȺł ȺŧŧȺȼꝁ?? WħȺŧ Ⱥɍɇ ɏøᵾ øn Ⱥƀøᵾŧ? Ɨ ƀȺɍɇłɏ ɇvɇn ꝁnøw wħø ŧħȺŧ ɨs...

*Glitch sighs and puts a paw up to his face.*

“I’ll… I’ll tell you later, buddy.”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Ms. Byte is dead I think

“W-Wait, she’s dead…? Oh no…!”

“ᵂᵒᵐᵖ ʷᵒᵐᵖ @:)”

[askwormholehowdyandfriends]

*There’s a knock at Wormhole’s front door. There, a certain pixelated Barnaby stands, shifting from side to side with an anxious look on his face. He seems to be holding a bouquet of daffodils, tulips, hyacinths, orchids, and violets.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

Oh hello- uh..you okay? -takes flowers confused-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Ah, hello, Wormhole! I just wanted to apologize, if I scared you or anything, when I disappeared suddenly.

To make a long story short, uh… there was just a misconnection, where people couldn’t contact me in the Interweb.

But, it’s fixed now! So, I’ve just been apologizing to everyone that I might’ve scared, with some apology bouquets.

Because.. I really, really am sorry.”

[askwormholehowdyandfriends]

oh..it's fine it's not your fault but this person you talked to...I don't...trust them....isn't it a bit weird how the communications connected to their world?

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Hm? You mean, Ms. Lovejoy? Well, yeah, it’s weird, but from what I’ve heard, it wasn’t her fault! I think it was just a simple accident.

Besides, I’m sure the Interweb could have been misdirected to any universe, not just hers.

Regardless, I doubt that she has any intention to harm me, or anyone else. I trust her.”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

Better to be prepared! Especially when some multiverse varients can be quite aggresive, and dangerous to interact with-

While we're at it, say Wanderer, you know any self defense techniques you can teach to Glitch?

Ɨ ŧħɨnꝁ ħɇ føɍǥɇŧs ħɇ's sŧɨłł Ⱥ đøǥ sømɇŧɨmɇs,

ħɇ's ǥøŧ ȼłȺws,

ħɇ's ǥøŧ ƀɨŧɇ,

ħɇ sħøᵾłđ ᵾsɇ ɨŧ møɍɇ øfŧɇn,

øɍ mȺꝁɇ ᵾsɇ øf ħɨs sᵾɍɍøᵾnđɨnǥs, Ɨ đø ŧħȺŧ,

ɨn Ⱥłł ħønɇsŧɏ Ɨ ŧħɨnꝁ ǥɨvɨnǥ Ⱥ ǥøøđ ƀønꝁ ɨn ŧħɇ ħɇȺđ wɨŧħ ħɨs ǥɨȺnŧ ȼᵾƀɇs ɨs ȺłɍɇȺđɏ ɇffɇȼŧɨvɇ ɇnøᵾǥħ.

[askwormholehowdyandfriends]

*There’s a knock at Wormhole’s front door. There, a certain pixelated Barnaby stands, shifting from side to side with an anxious look on his face. He seems to be holding a bouquet of daffodils, tulips, hyacinths, orchids, and violets.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

Oh hello- uh..you okay? -takes flowers confused-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Ah, hello, Wormhole! I just wanted to apologize, if I scared you or anything, when I disappeared suddenly.

To make a long story short, uh… there was just a misconnection, where people couldn’t contact me in the Interweb.

But, it’s fixed now! So, I’ve just been apologizing to everyone that I might’ve scared, with some apology bouquets.

Because.. I really, really am sorry.”

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

So, we know where *Glitch* has been…. But what about you, Wanderer? Have you also just been in the Interweb, or is there more to you?

ɨŧ's nøŧ ŧħȺŧ Ɨ ȼɇɍŧȺɨnłɏ đɨđnŧ ŧɍɏ...

Ɨ ᵾħ...ħɇȺɍđ ɏøᵾ, ønȼɇ, øɍ ønɇ øf ɏøᵾ, sȼɍɇȺmɨnǥ, ƀɇføɍɇ ŧħɇn Ⱥłł Ɨ ȼøᵾłđ ħɇȺɍ wȺs sŧȺŧɨȼ wħɇn Ɨ wȺs ŧɍɏɨnǥ ŧø føȼᵾs øn Ⱥ ȼønvɇɍsȺŧɨøn, Ɨ ŧħøᵾǥħŧ ɨŧ wȺs sømɇŧħɨnǥ wɍønǥ wɨŧħ mɇ...ŧᵾɍns øᵾŧ ŧħɇ ɨnŧɇɍwɇƀ wȺs ɉᵾsŧ sɇŧ ɨn Ⱥ...søɍŧ øf ƀᵾƀƀłɇ Ɨ'đ łɨꝁɇ ŧø ŧħɨnꝁ...

Ɨ đɨđn'ŧ ŧɍɏ ŧø łɇȺvɇ, Ⱥłŧħøᵾǥħ Ɨ ȼøᵾłđ'vɇ ŧɍɨɇđ ƀᵾŧ... Ǥłɨŧȼħ sɇɇmɇđ łønɇłɏ wɨŧħ nøƀøđɏ ɇłsɇ ȼønŧȺȼŧɨnǥ ħɨm, Ⱥnđ ŧħɇ wøɍsɇ ᵽȺɍŧ ɨs ŧħȺŧ, sɨmᵽłɏ ƀɇȼȺᵾsɇ Ɨ ȼøᵾłđn'ŧ ħɇȺɍ Ⱥnɏŧħɨnǥ øᵾŧsɨđɇ, ɨf Ɨ ɇvɇɍ đɨđ mȺnȺǥɇ ŧø łɇȺvɇ Ɨ ȼøᵾłđn'ŧ ħȺvɇ ħɇȺɍđ ħɨm ȼȺll føɍ mɇ ɨf ħɇ wȺs ɨn đȺnǥɇɍ, Ⱥnđ, sᵽɇȺꝁɨnǥ fɍøm ɇxᵽɇɍɨɇnȼɇ...

I wasn't. going to risk it.

[atimidjumpymilkman]

“Mr. Beta..? Are you there?”

*A certain pixelated Barnaby calls out into the Depths, floating around in search of Beta, holding a bouquet in his paw.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

Yep I'm right there where were you?...I was so worried...-takes the flowers-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“W-Well, to make a long story short, there was simply a misconnection. That's all. For whatever reason, my realm, the Interweb, was connected to an Original's universe, instead me or my Wally.

I honestly had no idea about what happened, I thought you and everyone else simply lost interest in me and Wanderer.

I am.. really, truly sorry that I missed the wedding.”

[atimidjumpymilkman]

....no Glitch we love you...we don't lose interest in someone we love/care about

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“…..”

*Glitch is silent for a moment, looking down.*

“… Then why is everyone still so angry at me…?”

[atimidjumpymilkman]

I don't think Byte is angry with you she just...well how do I put this you two have the same set of issues, knowing you guys aren't real, wondering how you feel things or if your connections you form are even real or just programmed in, and the day she was sent to you was when she began slowly reaching her breaking point, but it wasn't your fault honestly, it was limbo's

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“… I know he meant well. And I shouldn’t have yelled at him like I did then.

And, honestly, I shouldn’t have left you alone in the Interweb, either. I tried being there for you, really, I did…!

But.. the Creators need my help, a lot of the time. So… at the time, I thought the best thing I could have done was just leave you there, with some food, water, and a bed.

… I really am sorry. I’m trying to do better.”

*He pauses for a moment, before slowly looking up at Beta.*

“… Is Dogfish.. really that angry with me…? I know Limbo and Lovebug have mentioned it, but….”

[atimidjumpymilkman]

“Mr. Beta..? Are you there?”

*A certain pixelated Barnaby calls out into the Depths, floating around in search of Beta, holding a bouquet in his paw.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

Yep I'm right there where were you?...I was so worried...-takes the flowers-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“W-Well, to make a long story short, there was simply a misconnection. That's all. For whatever reason, my realm, the Interweb, was connected to an Original's universe, instead me or my Wally.

I honestly had no idea about what happened, I thought you and everyone else simply lost interest in me and Wanderer.

I am.. really, truly sorry that I missed the wedding.”

[atimidjumpymilkman]

....no Glitch we love you...we don't lose interest in someone we love/care about

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“…..”

*Glitch is silent for a moment, looking down.*

“… Then why is everyone still so angry at me…?”

[atimidjumpymilkman]

“Mr. Beta..? Are you there?”

*A certain pixelated Barnaby calls out into the Depths, floating around in search of Beta, holding a bouquet in his paw.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

Yep I'm right there where were you?...I was so worried...-takes the flowers-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“W-Well, to make a long story short, there was simply a misconnection. That's all. For whatever reason, my realm, the Interweb, was connected to an Original's universe, instead me or my Wally.

I honestly had no idea about what happened, I thought you and everyone else simply lost interest in me and Wanderer.

I am.. really, truly sorry that I missed the wedding.”

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

*There’s a knock at Lovebug’s front door. There, a certain pixelated Barnaby stands, shifting from side to side with an anxious look on his face. He seems to be holding a haphazardly-made bouquet of daffodils, tulips, hyacinths, orchids, and violets.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

"C'mon in, the door's open!" *Lovebug shouts out, with her voice slightly muffled due to holding a piping bag in his mouth. She's a bit busy with restocking her cakes, frosting them. Valentine is behind him, mixing the batter.*

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Oh, uh.. thank you!”

*Glitch calls back in response, slowly walking into the bakery. He glances around the place, curious, before his eyes stop on Lovebug and Valentine restocking the cakes, chuckling softly.*

“Heheh, are you two alright over there? Looks a little difficult.”

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

*Lovebug freezes, looking up at glitch. The piping bag drops out of her mouth, landing on the desk. After a few seconds, he washes her hands, takes off the apron, pushes over the cake into a safe distance and jumps over the counter, tackling glitch in a bear hug.*

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“ACK—!!”

*Glitch falls backward from the bear hug, the bouquet falling out of his hand and landing on the ground.*

“Heheh, I take it that you’re happy to see me?”

*He says with a laugh, hugging Lovebug back as best as he can.*

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

"I-WE thought you were DEAD!!! I mean, i haven't seen you in months or maybe im being dramatic, but you've been missing for so long and we were worried and you missed the wedding and everyone thought you hated them and i almost thought you hated us, but your back now!!!" *She rambles on for a bit, but stops.* "...where the fuck have you been." *He gets up off him, holding out a hand to pull him up.*

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Yeah, uh.. it’s complicated….”

*Glitch says, taking Lovebug’s hand and standing up straight, picking back up the bouquet in the process.*

“I’ve just been in the Interweb for the past month or two. I guess I lost connection with you, and everyone else, but I.. don’t really know why. I never meant to scare you, or anyone else.

And… I don’t want anyone to be angry at me, nor do I want anyone to think that I’m angry at them.

I really had no idea that I lost contact with you guys, I honestly thought you, and everyone else, just… ya know.. lost interest in me and Wanderer.”

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

*He sighs, brushing her vest down.* "So, it was outta your control this whole time? Then that means there's nothing to really get mad at you for. Also, i would never, ever lose interest in you! I mean, your family, you know? You can't "lose interest" in family."

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“You can’t?”

*He seems genuinely surprised at this news of ‘not losing interest in family’, tilting his head slightly.*

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

"...no?? I mean, you can dislike and hate family, thats normal, but you can't...lose interest in them. Maybe you can forget about them, but thats only in specific cases or if you've only met them once. And you aren't very forgetable."

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Oh… huh. Well, that's good! Oh, by the way, I got you a little bouquet.”

*Glitch says, changing the subject as he holds the bundle of flowers out to Lovebug.*

“I know you said that there wasn't really anything to be mad at me for, but I already made this bouquet as an apology, so, um… I-I hope you like it, regardless, heheh!”

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

*She takes the bouquet, holding it gently.* "Well thank you glitch! Me and val are restocking right now, but we've made a new small samples of some new recipes that we want to start selling. Wanna take some for the road?"

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Oh, yes, I’d appreciate that!!”

*He replies with a grin and a slight wag of his tail.*

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

"I'm gonna go put these in my room! I'll be back with the things to wrap the box with." *On his way to the backroom, she makes a stop to whisper into val's ear and she nods. She turns around, grabbing some of the new flavours, orange-vanilla, caramel red velvet, cappacino and a mystery flavour. She wraps them in blue paper.* "You don't have any allergies, right glitch?"

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Nope! Although, I’ll admit, I haven’t eaten a lot of foods, heheh.”

*Glitch replied, gently taking the packaged sweets.*

[romanticscribblingof-alovedbug]

*Lovebug comes out with a piece of cut ribbon and hands it over to valentine, who ties the paper in glitches hand with it.* "Well, i hope you enjoy them. Bye glitch."

"Bye glitch!! Be safe on your way back, okay?"

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“Will do! Thank you!!”

*With a final wave of his hand, Glitch leaves to apologize to the next person.*

[motherbirdrobot]

*There’s a swooshing sound and a slight yelp, as someone new falls into the Depths. A certain pixelated Barnaby fixes his stature, floating, with an anxious look on his face. He seems to be holding two bouquets of daffodils, tulips, hyacinths, orchids, and violets. They’re not the prettiest things in the world, but they were made with care regardless.*

“U-Um… h-hello? Ms. Byte..? I heard that I could find you here…!”

*He calls out, seeming anxious about his new surroundings.*

@asksomecomfortingpuppets

-sighs and walks out the doorhole- yes I'm here -she said with a hint of indifference and coldness-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

*Glitch hesitates for a moment, clearing his throat and slowly floating down to the.. now much larger… Ms. Byte.*

“Um… hi…! You… seem to have gotten….”

*He shakes his head, focusing again and holding the bouquet out to Ms. Byte.*

“I-I want to apologize, if I.. ever hurt you. It was never my intention. I just… you don’t need to accept me as a son.. or even a friend….

But… I would at least like there to be.. peace, between us.

Please.”

[motherbirdrobot]

....I'll think about it...but honestly I know you don't want to be my son I'm fine with that- -she almost said something else but didn't-

[asksomecomfortingpuppets]

“… alright. Thank you.”

*Glitch slowly hands her the bouquet, not wanting to push her to say more, before stepping back and clearing his throat.*

“S-So, um… Beta is also down here, right..? I want to apologize to him, too….”