if i may have Two...raster ⛱ & 😥 for the OC perspective asks
ABSOLUTELY you can <3 I combined them into one :]c
⛱ Write your character describing one of their happiest memories & 😥 Write your character telling a lie.
"You still should've never done that," Raster chides, weaving through the crowd behind Phoenix. "If you-- if you had gotten hurt or caught or something like that I would've-- I don't even know, I would've--"
"That was AGES ago, Raster!" the girl laughs, dipping under a couple holding hands, leaving the TV Head behind her to quickly dodge out of the way and catch back up. "And now we know even more! And you got your jacket back. That must've looked pretty hilarious to you. I just popped up out of nowhere! Bam," she stomps her boot into the ground to emphasize the bam, continuing to hop on one foot through the city.
"Ages ago? It was... I think that was three weeks ago. But I guess it feels like a long time," his screen flickers a loading symbol as he considers it. "And you did come out of nowhere! I feel bad that I fell asleep."
"It was super super late! And you had a long day of running away from cops and bad guys and stuff."
"That. Is a way to put it!" He can't suppress a chuckle at the memory. "You did really change that whole night. All I saw was your hair and your eyes reflecting in the dark like a-- like a raccoon," he emphasizes, knowing it'll make Phee laugh, and she nearly doubles over with giggles. "And unfurled the jacket in front of me like a scroll. I was barely even booted up yet! I just knew some red puffball was offering me my stolen belongings in the early hours of the morning. Red panda raccoon jacket fairy... thing." He takes his time to embellish the story for her sake, but it really was a shining ray of hope on the darkest day of his recent life. But she doesn't need to know that.
Phoenix crumples on the sidewalk at the mental image of a Red-panda-raccoon-jacket-fairy-Phoneix, and the bigger robot scoops her up by the suspenders and sets her upright again.
"Thank you, though. I felt... that... you changed the directory of the night! And the past month."
"Ages," Phoenix corrects him.
"I can still go back to your place and get you stuff," Phoenix suggests. "They kinda were just looking for you. And I know they have it left there like... like as a trap, or something, in case you come back. They're not renting it out."
"Wh-- Phee, you just said it was a trap--"
"Please do not go to places you know are traps," the TV stresses, metal fingers clasping together nervously. "We don't even know what-- or who-- or just... why they're looking for me."
"But getting your jacket back was like getting part of you back," she says, ever observant in ways that make Raster equal parts proud and uncomfortable. "There has to be stuff that would cheer you up. I know it would help me if I was feeling really anxious. It helps me at school and stuff if I bring stuff I like with me to cheer me on. Like a stuffed animal or something."
Raster tilts his display back up to scan the skyline, anxiously checking for anyone still looking for him. "I'm not anxious! I'm not even worried. We've been making plenty of progress," he says, realizing his smile is lopsided and tone unconvincing. He tries to pull his expressions back to something more neutral and instead opts to tune into the baseball game being broadcast, displaying it on his screen. Some announcer yells Foul ball! "I'm sure if we just lay low for awhile this will all work itself out! My brother can help us."
Phoenix stares at him long enough to make him feel like she's burnt a hole through his head. But finally she flashes a gap-toothed smile.
"Let's hurry up and talk to him then! Before someone does catch up to us and it doesn't blow over."
Is she trying to make me worry on purpose? he thinks, static buzzing through his mind, but she just grabs his hand and pulls him along the sidewalk.
