Momma Cq fic pt 3: A different kind of therapy
(Mostly fluff remember these star where the last left off so make sure you read all the ones before this one)
(Characters: @loverofpiggies and @comyet Momma Cq: @alainaprana idea: @lizixofxnod )
Dr. Alsief saw Fresh standing outside looking at the charts, wondering what he was doing she gathered her things and stepped outside. “Hey Fresh, what'cha doin over there bud?” She inquired he looked in her direction and put on his usual smile. “Nothing, just updating the charts. ” He said The doctor lit up with a smile walking over her smile fading when she read the latest update. “ You cracked your brothers skull?” She asked his smile never faded even when he spoke about what happened. “I don’t know what’s been happening ta me, one minute I’m fine and the next I get this thing, in my chest it’s like someone’s squeezing my soul it’s only happened a few times but since I’ve been comin here its gotten worse.” He explain his rad lingo faltering between words and phrases he just wasn’t very fresh at the moment.
“This is good,” She said to herself, she walked over to their usual spot on the couches, sitting quickly and patting the sofa next to her. “Come, sit sit.” She beckoned he walked over to her plopping himself down in the comfy seat. “What happened exactly give me the details,” She said she seemed more serious then usual, which means she was serious. “We were talking about Geno, and I was telling him to chill while he was throwing a temper tantrum, he’d thrown a cup of water or something on the floor and I was cleaning it up,” he took off his hat while we explained, “and he threw the cup at me right here,” he pointed to the red and purple blotch on his skull where the cup had made impact.
“That was made by a cup? Wow,” She said subconsciously rubbing her own head, he placed his hat back on his head wincing when the hat made contact with his injury. “I felt this weird thing in my chest and then next thing I knew I was on top of him and he was screaming it was so weird, it was like I couldn’t even move my own body.” He said gripping his arms the arms that threw Error down, the arms that cracked his skull.
The doctor thought for a bit tapping her pen against her chin. “Let me tell you a story Fresh,” She said he sat back he’s heard a few stories from her some were funny (to her) some were just storie but each held a meaning or a lesson. “When I was about eight, I had really had anger issues kind of like your brother. I had a younger sister who was really annoying.” She said doing a wink wink nudge nudge kind of face at Fresh, he knew what she meant and he couldn’t really deny it since it was Error’s opinion.
“We played together occasionally, but one time we played sword fight with fake swords I won being the master swords woman I was, but my sister wouldn’t except it saying that I cheated and didn’t win. It seems silly now but for me it was a big deal and I got so mad I pushed her into the wall and hit her with my sword.” She said her body tensing up. “It’s what happens when you let anger get the best of you, you hurt others around you, kind of like Error, kind of like what you did to Error.” She said looking him dead straight in the eyes, he didn’t understand he can’t get angry! Can he?
“That weird sensation you get in your soul that’s emotion Fresh, you felt anger for the first time!” She said happily almost dropping her clipboard. He felt? Fresh felt? He felt a warm sensation in his soul for a few seconds he liked it, that was nice but alas as all the feelings it was gone as quick as it came. “Okay you said you had been feeling these for a while right? So tell me about them!” She was excited to learn about this, she was finally making progress with him.
“They only come every now and then, some are warm, some are weird and some are painful, I want to understand what they are.” He said he removed his glasses looking at the therapist for once in all the times she’d seen them this time those tiny white orbs were filled with something…
Hope
Error’s head throbbed he just wanted to lay down and rest but an apportunity to see Ink was very slim these days, he was helping his mother with drawing her comics seeing as she hurt her arm lifting a box of art supplies.They were also remodeling parts of the house so that took up a lot of time, They pulled into the drive way Ink scurried out of the way with a box of what appeared to be pencils and papers, his face lit up when he realized who was here.
“Aunt Cq!!” He exclaimed, putting his box down to hug Cq as she came out of the car. “Hello Sweetie!” She said returning the hug, “What are you doing?” She said looking at the box of supplies, Ink smiled rubbing the back of his head. “I’m practicing landscapes I was going to the draw the yards and houses across the street,” he explained pointing to the other side of the street, Cq rubbed his head and began to walk inside when she turned around, “You and Error be careful alright I need to talk with your Mother.” She walked inside after receiving an okay from Ink.
Error made his way out of the car his head felt like it could explode but he tried to ignore it. “Hey Ink,” he said when he saw the rainbow child sitting in the grass with a paper in this hand. “Hi Error is your head okay?” He asked with a sympathetic smile, Error rubbed his sitting down with thud. He shook his head and then regretted it, how hard did he hit the stupid floor at home he wondered.
Ink handed him a paper and a pair of scissors, “Here you break it or cut it up if it makes you feel better.” Error gladly accepted them cutting up pieces and then ripping the pieces into smaller bits, the cutting them into even smaller bits.
“Has Fresh been getting any better?” Ink asked while sketching, Error was picking up the tiny pieces of what used to be paper and placing them in another paper only to scrunch it up sending the tiny pieces of paper back into the grass “Who cares about Fresh?” He said starting over after uncrumbling the paper, Ink sighed as if he expected him to say anything else. “Well what about Geno?” He inquired Error flinched and then dropped his paper. “I don’t know….” He said solemnly.
Cq walked into the room looking at her friend who sat at the table rubbing her wrist, “Hey Com, you okay” “I guess” She replied Cq sat down she opened her mouth to speak when her phone rang, she looked at Com who nodded for her to answer, she nodded in gratitude picking up the phone. “Hello?” She started she forgot to look at who called. “Hi it’s me Dr. Alsief! I need you to come pick up Fresh I just got a call that my husband fell of a ladder at work.. again,” Cq had heard this before she’d actually met Dr. Alsief’s husband he was a nice guy very clumsy though, but she understood. “Alright be there in ten.” She said hanging up. “I’m so sorry Com I’ve got to go pick up Fresh from his therapist,” She said Comyet stood up and grabbed her purse. “I’ll go with you, Ink’s been wanting to visit for a while anyways.” She said Cq smiled happily, “Alright let’s grab the kids and go,” She said the two walked through the house talking about all the new things, when they walked out they got in the car telling the children to hop in.
“I’m so excited I’ve been wanting to visit forever!” Ink said to Error who was barely paying attention, Ink carried on and on about what he was going to say, even if it was a short visit he still had to make an impression he loved meeting new people.
They stopped at the therapist’s office everyone getting put except Error who fell asleep once again.
Ink ran down the stairs marveling at the colorful basement. “Wow!” He said aloud walking around and touching basically everything, the therapist walked out her bag in hand and Fresh right next to her, or was right next to her once he saw Ink he went over to chat with him. “Hello Cq, Fresh was wonderful today,” She said before Cq could even ask, she sighed in relief, “That’s good, so anything new?” She asked Dr. Alsief nodded. “Yes, I have a theory, because Fresh’s feeling are developing he needs something to push those feelings over the edge, break the dam per say.” Comyet listened in as she explained. “An event that would cause a spur of emotion, most preferably a happy one, like riding a roller-coaster, So I set up a trip for you to go to an amusement park for one day only!” She said Cq’s face held, surprise, amazement and gratitude. She hugged the doctor thanking her. “Thank you so much!” She said the doctor waved her hand acting as if it wasn’t a big deal but those tickets were a lot of money. “It’s nothing, I had been stock piling money for no reason so I decided to spend it on my favorite and only customers and don’t think I forgot about you Comyet! I got two extras for you and Ink!” The truth is she had accidentally input two more tickets then she actually needed when ordering them. “The tickets will come in the mail tomorrow, so visit then to pick ‘em up, I’ve really got to go now, but I hope you have fun tomorrow or the day after.” She scurried out without saying another word, waiting for the two seemingly starstruck mothers and their children to leave before locking up.
It appears as if things are looking up for them…. or was it?
(Mostly talking and fluff I guess, but will it stay that way? I’ve got big things planned)
Part 2
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