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magneticmassage replied to your post:Nope, Shadow still hasn’t left his room.  He did...

Caaaasually knocks at his door.

Caaaasually pretends he hears nothing.

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Darling, don't cry. (>:3 hehe.)

Send me “Darling don’t cry.” And my muse will react to yours saying this and wiping away their tears after my muse got emotional over something.

Snakeman jerked away from Magnet when he felt his brother’s hand on his cheek. “—!!”

The shadows from his helmet covered most of his face, but the tears rolling down his cheeks could still be seen. He shifted away from his brother, trying to keep his body from shaking any more than it already was.

He choked out a sob, swallowing after he did so. Why was Magnet there? Why did he have to see him in such a weak state—?

Snake had gotten news of one of the Third Numbers being killed by that monstrosity of a robot, and there was no bringing them back— their I.C. Chip had been destroyed along with their body. He had become furious initially, but now he was breaking down into a sobbing mess. He hadn’t been able to protect one of his brothers, and he hated himself for it.

"M-Magnet…" He hissed, trying to force a strict tone into his voice. He still avoided looking at Magnet. "What are you doing here?" He asked.

“Get out." He added, sounding angry. Truth be told he simply wanted to be ignored for the moment— he didn’t want to show any weakness around his siblings, not when they needed him to be strong for them. Besides, Magnet could turn to their other siblings for comfort if he really needed to, couldn’t he?

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Normally, Snakeman didn’t have nightmares— hell, he wouldn’t be surprised if he caused them for other people— but with recent events, he…Had a certain fear implanted into him.

When Magnet would first stumble upon Snake in his room, he’d find his oldest sibling buried under blankets as usual, the abnormality being that Snake was trembling somewhat in his sleep, jaw clenched tightly and anxious hisses escaping him. He woke up with a sharp but short yell, abruptly sitting up and heaving synthetic breaths as artificial sweat dripped down the sides of his face.

Eyes wide and wild, the DWN sat completely still for a good minute as he gathered himself. The nightmare had involved that monster that they had the displeasure of dealing with. About said monster tormenting DWN’s…Not Snake, but his siblings instead. Specifically, the third generation.

By that point he knew how dangerous the juggernaut was, and the reality of any of his siblings being in said juggernauts grasp shook Snakeman to his core. Especially because he was the eldest, and thus their protector.

He didn’t notice that Magnet was in the room until his gaze went over to him by accident, and once he saw him his body stiffened and his haw was clenched.

"What are you doing here?" He breathed, attempting to look like he hadn’t just had a nightmare. How much had Magnet seen? Snake was concerned about any of his brothers seeing him worried or anything relating to that feeling— after all, why should they feel safe and secure if their oldest brother didn’t feel safe and secure, and was having nightmares about them getting hurt?