(You could hear sounds of footsteps and humming until the most ANNOYING toy of all came waltzing in)
Hm hm hmm! Oh! OH-
(She sprinted over to you, kneeling down next to your crippled form)
Are you okay?!
(Wwwhhyyyyyyy is sheee heeeereeee how did she get heeerreeee)
- ( @imagoodtoy )
The Prototype was startled awake by none other that…Lily. Lily…Why her? Why?! He voice loudly what he thought with a loud agitated groan. His arm lifts to cover his face as he verbally voices that long groan so she’s hear it.
He was having such a good rest too! But SHE decided now was the time to bother him in this state, in his hiding spot as he struggled to recover. He felt embarrassed and angry at it all. Why couldn’t she just leave him be? Why was she here? Why come bother him as he laid here literally broken and in shambles?
He forcefully lets out another groan of disapproval, trying to make sure she heard all of his extreme desire to get her to leave, until that caused him to start coughing. The pain made him groan again then his lifted arm slaps back against the floor, head now turned away from her as he asked a single question in the temporarily stuck voice he’d had earlier, “…Lily…What do you want..?”
His voice sounded strained, like he was forcing himself to talk, which was strange. But he was in an extreme amount of pain. Hell he obviously looked it, because he sure as hell felt it too.