The pitter patter of small feet can be heard rapidly approaching Mechy. The steps grow closer, until a little girl in a green sundress swings in front of him, her red eyes wide with curiosity. "You're not my daddy." she says with a glitched robotic undertone to her voice, "You look like him, but you're not..."
“Hmm?” Mechy turned to the small girl as he cocked a brow at her. This being was not one he recognized in any of his databases, making him cock his head at her as he knelt down, “Your daddy?” He began in a confused tone, “Who...are you?”












