I miss Euclidia...

I just want to go home... blog by @lilysaus

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayayay!i get the paper

[linnea-ray]

I'll see if I can find something to draw with. I've gotta have some pencils around here somewhere...

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he waves a bunch of colorful construction paper in the air] i got da paper!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a handful of random art utensils, most of which are either incredibly sparkly crayons or fruit-scented highlighters.}

I found some stuff to draw with! Not sure what all this stuff was doing just lying around... But it's convenient, so I'll take it!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

o those r mine!’ sorry i left tem on the flor

[linnea-ray]

Well, isn't that convenient...

{Linnea's eye brightens.}

That's alright, Billy. It just made it easier for me to find!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayay!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a purple lavender scented marker, a twinkle in her eye.}

Well? What are we waiting for? What do you wanna draw?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he grabs a red sparkly crayon]

um.. i dunno…

[linnea-ray]

Hm...

{Linnea taps the end of the marker under her eye, thinking. She glances at Billy and gets an idea.}

How about we just draw something random? Have it be a surprise to show each other once we're both done. How's that sound, little man?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

👍👍👍ok!!!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea grabs a sheet of yellow construction paper.}

Alright, I'm gonna start drawing now, then. Can't wait to see what you draw!

[linnea-ray]

You can do nothing to prevent his future.

{Linnea freezes, anger and frustration flashing in her eye. Her voice sounds as if she's speaking through gritted teeth.}

Maybe not, but I can at least change his past a little.

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayayay!i get the paper

[linnea-ray]

I'll see if I can find something to draw with. I've gotta have some pencils around here somewhere...

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he waves a bunch of colorful construction paper in the air] i got da paper!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a handful of random art utensils, most of which are either incredibly sparkly crayons or fruit-scented highlighters.}

I found some stuff to draw with! Not sure what all this stuff was doing just lying around... But it's convenient, so I'll take it!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

o those r mine!’ sorry i left tem on the flor

[linnea-ray]

Well, isn't that convenient...

{Linnea's eye brightens.}

That's alright, Billy. It just made it easier for me to find!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayay!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a purple lavender scented marker, a twinkle in her eye.}

Well? What are we waiting for? What do you wanna draw?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he grabs a red sparkly crayon]

um.. i dunno…

[linnea-ray]

Hm...

{Linnea taps the end of the marker under her eye, thinking. She glances at Billy and gets an idea.}

How about we just draw something random? Have it be a surprise to show each other once we're both done. How's that sound, little man?

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayayay!i get the paper

[linnea-ray]

I'll see if I can find something to draw with. I've gotta have some pencils around here somewhere...

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he waves a bunch of colorful construction paper in the air] i got da paper!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a handful of random art utensils, most of which are either incredibly sparkly crayons or fruit-scented highlighters.}

I found some stuff to draw with! Not sure what all this stuff was doing just lying around... But it's convenient, so I'll take it!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

o those r mine!’ sorry i left tem on the flor

[linnea-ray]

Well, isn't that convenient...

{Linnea's eye brightens.}

That's alright, Billy. It just made it easier for me to find!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayay!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a purple lavender scented marker, a twinkle in her eye.}

Well? What are we waiting for? What do you wanna draw?

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayayay!i get the paper

[linnea-ray]

I'll see if I can find something to draw with. I've gotta have some pencils around here somewhere...

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he waves a bunch of colorful construction paper in the air] i got da paper!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a handful of random art utensils, most of which are either incredibly sparkly crayons or fruit-scented highlighters.}

I found some stuff to draw with! Not sure what all this stuff was doing just lying around... But it's convenient, so I'll take it!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

o those r mine!’ sorry i left tem on the flor

[linnea-ray]

Well, isn't that convenient...

{Linnea's eye brightens.}

That's alright, Billy. It just made it easier for me to find!

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayayay!i get the paper

[linnea-ray]

I'll see if I can find something to draw with. I've gotta have some pencils around here somewhere...

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[he waves a bunch of colorful construction paper in the air] i got da paper!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea holds up a handful of random art utensils, most of which are either incredibly sparkly crayons or fruit-scented highlighters.}

I found some stuff to draw with! Not sure what all this stuff was doing just lying around... But it's convenient, so I'll take it!

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

yayayay!i get the paper

[linnea-ray]

I'll see if I can find something to draw with. I've gotta have some pencils around here somewhere...

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

do u wanna dawl with me?

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye sparkles.}

I would love to, Billy!

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

old!!!

[linnea-ray]

{She laughs.}

Yes, Billy, I'm old. But not too old to draw, I hope.

[linnea-ray]

*stare*

Have you seen my son?

He's adopted so we don't look like eachother

*shows her a picture of Nestlet*

- 🦊

I- what-?

{She looks at the picture and recoils for a moment, before looking closely again.}

That's-

{She pauses, glancing at zem.}

Um. Sorry, wasn't... wasn't expecting to see a Euclidian child. Uh, I don't think I've seen him, no. Sorry.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

If you find him, let me know, I woke up and he was missing

I hope drunk didn't take him on that thing I overheard him talking about with the kid

Ah I should probably tell you my name, my name's Mystery

[linnea-ray]

Oh, well, nice to meet you, Mystery. I'm Linnea.

{She holds out her hand to shake, albeit a bit hesitantly.}

And I'm, uh, sorry about your kid. What's his name?

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey twitch some, shaking her hand*

.... before ya judge me, I only just met him the other day, so haven't had the chance to find out his name yet

Based on his appearance imma guess some version of "Bill" but I could be wrong, and i just wanna make sure he's safe after that encounter with someone who was pointing a gun at him

*zey seem to be rambling a bit*

He seems to like making nests out of blankies

[linnea-ray]

I knew it.

{The corners of her eye turn down a bit.}

Well, I've already met quite a few versions of Bill, but I haven't seen that particular version. He sounds... sweeter than most, though.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey nod*

He is my son, and my friend's son, multiple people have adopted him separately i think

I need to find him, something doesn't feel right, might have to confiscate something later

[linnea-ray]

Multiple people? That- huh. Interesting. Kid's got a big family, then.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

My one friend I'm currently staying with he's been dubbed "mommy the 3rd" previously "mommy the 4th" but apparently something happened with one of the others so yeah

*zey sip some hot choccy, trying to hide how anxious zey are*

[linnea-ray]

Huh...

{Linnea zones out for a moment, thinking about how different that is from how she knows any version of Bill. She blinks and refocuses.}

He sounds like a very sweet kid. If I ever run into him, I'll send him your way. Uh, if I can find you, that is.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

Oh yeah, should probably give you a way to contact me

*zey summon a thing and hand it to her*

Just press the button and it'll alert me

[linnea-ray]

Oh!

{Linnea stares at the button, and the corners of her eye turn up as she looks at Mystery again.}

Thanks! It was... actually really nice to meet you, Mystery. Can't really say the same about most interactions I have... some of them weren't that bad, I guess...

[wellcome-to-chaos]

It might be useful to let ya know we tend to differentiate the different Bills by nicknames

*zey teleport away before she can get any more information about that*

[linnea-ray]

Wait, wh-

{Linnea freezes, confused.}

What the hell does that mean?

{She stands there for a moment before shrugging, tucking the button into a hidden pocket on her left boot.}

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

I like dawling!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea relaxes slightly, the corners of her eye turning up happily.}

Really? I don't think I've drawn anything since I was your age, which was... a long time ago.

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

[He tenses.]

…ok

[But he doesn’t sound as confident as before. He says nothing else— only looking a bit uncomfortable.]

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea mentally curses herself for saying anything, pulling her hand away.}

Uh, do you... Do you have anything you like to do, Billy?

[linnea-ray]

*stare*

Have you seen my son?

He's adopted so we don't look like eachother

*shows her a picture of Nestlet*

- 🦊

I- what-?

{She looks at the picture and recoils for a moment, before looking closely again.}

That's-

{She pauses, glancing at zem.}

Um. Sorry, wasn't... wasn't expecting to see a Euclidian child. Uh, I don't think I've seen him, no. Sorry.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

If you find him, let me know, I woke up and he was missing

I hope drunk didn't take him on that thing I overheard him talking about with the kid

Ah I should probably tell you my name, my name's Mystery

[linnea-ray]

Oh, well, nice to meet you, Mystery. I'm Linnea.

{She holds out her hand to shake, albeit a bit hesitantly.}

And I'm, uh, sorry about your kid. What's his name?

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey twitch some, shaking her hand*

.... before ya judge me, I only just met him the other day, so haven't had the chance to find out his name yet

Based on his appearance imma guess some version of "Bill" but I could be wrong, and i just wanna make sure he's safe after that encounter with someone who was pointing a gun at him

*zey seem to be rambling a bit*

He seems to like making nests out of blankies

[linnea-ray]

I knew it.

{The corners of her eye turn down a bit.}

Well, I've already met quite a few versions of Bill, but I haven't seen that particular version. He sounds... sweeter than most, though.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey nod*

He is my son, and my friend's son, multiple people have adopted him separately i think

I need to find him, something doesn't feel right, might have to confiscate something later

[linnea-ray]

Multiple people? That- huh. Interesting. Kid's got a big family, then.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

My one friend I'm currently staying with he's been dubbed "mommy the 3rd" previously "mommy the 4th" but apparently something happened with one of the others so yeah

*zey sip some hot choccy, trying to hide how anxious zey are*

[linnea-ray]

Huh...

{Linnea zones out for a moment, thinking about how different that is from how she knows any version of Bill. She blinks and refocuses.}

He sounds like a very sweet kid. If I ever run into him, I'll send him your way. Uh, if I can find you, that is.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

Oh yeah, should probably give you a way to contact me

*zey summon a thing and hand it to her*

Just press the button and it'll alert me

[linnea-ray]

Oh!

{Linnea stares at the button, and the corners of her eye turn up as she looks at Mystery again.}

Thanks! It was... actually really nice to meet you, Mystery. Can't really say the same about most interactions I have... some of them weren't that bad, I guess...

[linnea-ray]

*stare*

Have you seen my son?

He's adopted so we don't look like eachother

*shows her a picture of Nestlet*

- 🦊

I- what-?

{She looks at the picture and recoils for a moment, before looking closely again.}

That's-

{She pauses, glancing at zem.}

Um. Sorry, wasn't... wasn't expecting to see a Euclidian child. Uh, I don't think I've seen him, no. Sorry.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

If you find him, let me know, I woke up and he was missing

I hope drunk didn't take him on that thing I overheard him talking about with the kid

Ah I should probably tell you my name, my name's Mystery

[linnea-ray]

Oh, well, nice to meet you, Mystery. I'm Linnea.

{She holds out her hand to shake, albeit a bit hesitantly.}

And I'm, uh, sorry about your kid. What's his name?

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey twitch some, shaking her hand*

.... before ya judge me, I only just met him the other day, so haven't had the chance to find out his name yet

Based on his appearance imma guess some version of "Bill" but I could be wrong, and i just wanna make sure he's safe after that encounter with someone who was pointing a gun at him

*zey seem to be rambling a bit*

He seems to like making nests out of blankies

[linnea-ray]

I knew it.

{The corners of her eye turn down a bit.}

Well, I've already met quite a few versions of Bill, but I haven't seen that particular version. He sounds... sweeter than most, though.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey nod*

He is my son, and my friend's son, multiple people have adopted him separately i think

I need to find him, something doesn't feel right, might have to confiscate something later

[linnea-ray]

Multiple people? That- huh. Interesting. Kid's got a big family, then.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

My one friend I'm currently staying with he's been dubbed "mommy the 3rd" previously "mommy the 4th" but apparently something happened with one of the others so yeah

*zey sip some hot choccy, trying to hide how anxious zey are*

[linnea-ray]

Huh...

{Linnea zones out for a moment, thinking about how different that is from how she knows any version of Bill. She blinks and refocuses.}

He sounds like a very sweet kid. If I ever run into him, I'll send him your way. Uh, if I can find you, that is.

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

ok i got it! u can cont on me

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea hesitates, briefly wondering if she should say this before shaking off her doubts and resting her hand on top of Billy.}

Another thing. Don't listen to the other kids when they make fun of you for your eye, little man. They don't know how special you are. Your eye is what makes you so special.

[linnea-ray]

*stare*

Have you seen my son?

He's adopted so we don't look like eachother

*shows her a picture of Nestlet*

- 🦊

I- what-?

{She looks at the picture and recoils for a moment, before looking closely again.}

That's-

{She pauses, glancing at zem.}

Um. Sorry, wasn't... wasn't expecting to see a Euclidian child. Uh, I don't think I've seen him, no. Sorry.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

If you find him, let me know, I woke up and he was missing

I hope drunk didn't take him on that thing I overheard him talking about with the kid

Ah I should probably tell you my name, my name's Mystery

[linnea-ray]

Oh, well, nice to meet you, Mystery. I'm Linnea.

{She holds out her hand to shake, albeit a bit hesitantly.}

And I'm, uh, sorry about your kid. What's his name?

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey twitch some, shaking her hand*

.... before ya judge me, I only just met him the other day, so haven't had the chance to find out his name yet

Based on his appearance imma guess some version of "Bill" but I could be wrong, and i just wanna make sure he's safe after that encounter with someone who was pointing a gun at him

*zey seem to be rambling a bit*

He seems to like making nests out of blankies

[linnea-ray]

I knew it.

{The corners of her eye turn down a bit.}

Well, I've already met quite a few versions of Bill, but I haven't seen that particular version. He sounds... sweeter than most, though.

[wellcome-to-chaos]

*zey nod*

He is my son, and my friend's son, multiple people have adopted him separately i think

I need to find him, something doesn't feel right, might have to confiscate something later

[linnea-ray]

Multiple people? That- huh. Interesting. Kid's got a big family, then.

[linnea-ray]

henlo

( @rock-a-bye-billy )

{Linnea's eye goes wide.}

Oh my gods, you're a child. There's a version of you that's a child. Oh gods.

{She clears her throat and speaks louder.}

Hey, little man. What are you doing here?

[rock-a-bye-billy]

noting,, imm out for walk bcus mommy is sleeping funny and daddy at work

[linnea-ray]

Ah... um...

{Linnea looks around, but she doesn't really have a reason to not believe him, so she leans down a little closer to him.}

Well, what's your name, then, little man?

{She silently prays this isn't who she thinks it is, even though she knows it is.}

[rock-a-bye-billy]

my name billy!! whas yorus

[linnea-ray]

{She hesitates for a moment, distrust fighting with logical thinking. Logical thinking wins, and the corners of her eye tilt up.}

I'm Linnea. It's very nice to meet you, Billy!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

nic to met yuo to! im thee yerold

[linnea-ray]

Really? You look at least five!

[rock-a-bye-billy]

tank yu!! yuo look…. Old

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea chuckles a little.}

I guess I am pretty old, yeah. I, uh, actually haven't kept track of the years, though, so I don't know exactly how old I am.

[rock-a-bye-billy]

oh wow!! yu so old you don’t even know!!

[linnea-ray]

{Linnea's eye twinkles.}

Yeah. Tip for the future, little man: don't lose track of the years. Always celebrate your birthday, even if you have to do it by yourself.