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Rusty I’m going to get you pregnant.
“Uh… What?”
[He blinks once, twice… Hector clearly believes he hasn’t heard you correctly.]
“Not if I… Get you first? Also it’s physically impossible for you to… Do that, love. I do not understand this banter, is this how it’s supposed to go?”
5/15
Hi Marrow I hope you r alive and not burnt I could help put sunscreen on your back if you want 😓
- ✒️
“…I don’t think you’re going to get through to them.”
[Hector gestures behind himself, just to reveal a very… VERY sunburnt Marrow. They practically look like a hot coal…]
“They’ll uh… uuhhhhh… Uhmm..”
[He seems to have no words, but he knows Marrow will be fine.]
“You know what, why don’t we just go back to talking.”
9/15
ANON MAGIC- BEACH EPISODE FOR THE NEXT 10-15 ASKS- gotta make sure as many people as possible can get in on it-
[Suddenly, the environment changes! What was once floorboards becomes sand, the house seems to completely disappear and… The smell and sound of the ocean takes over. Palm trees move with the salty breeze and Hector stands up, taking in his surroundings.]
[There’s no pain again… He can’t tell whether he should be happy this time or distant, as he knows this won’t last forever. Then again, this is a place he’s always wanted to be. Yet, he looks terrified. His leg hurts, yet he stands as still as possible, glancing at everyone nearby. Oh boy.]
[…You can hear the faint noise of… A potential circus that’s quite possibly digital. A welcoming theme, if you will.]
“…What the fuck is going on this time.”
0/15
I THROW VINEGAR AT RUSTY AND RUN AWAY
“What are you—“
[A loud, inhuman hiss escapes Hector as the vinegar makes contact with his rusted, mechanical body. It sounds painful. It sounds… Agonizing, the noises he happens to be making. His hands are violently scratching and picking at the portion of rust that just so happened to be hit by the vinegar.]
[He sounds like he’s damn near dying.]
[This was a mistake. While Hector now reeks of vinegar and more rust, the now wet rust begins to ooze off of him and onto the ground… Only to leave behind a nasty dent and hole. Even if your intention was to help, you’ve only made this worse.]
“What is wrong with you, why would you do that— It HURTS— GET OUT!”
[Turning away from you, Hector hisses and whines in pain, trying to cover the still rusted hole in his chest. The pain for him is like no other. He’s already throwing up what seems to be rusted water, mold and… Now vinegar.]
[ 💔 Your relationship with Hector has changed.]
RUSTY….Wyd if I give you a bag man costume in your size…..
[Im holding something behind my back]
- ✒️
“…I can see the costume behind your back.”
[Hector has just barely cracked the unit doors open, only enough for you to see one eye staring at you. Initially wide and almost annoyed looking, his eyes went half-lidded… A visibly relaxed state.]
“I would enjoy it, I suppose. That is, if you’re going to give it to me.”
[With a soft roll of his eye, he reaches out and takes the costume from behind your back, inspecting it. The huff-like noise he makes initially sounds bad, but the attic slowly begins to return to a normal temperature. He gives you no further reply, simply shutting the unit doors. Again, he is pleased with the gifts he is receiving. The rustling inside the unit has most definitely given away the fact that he’s putting it on and making himself far more comfortable.]
[Bumble had been such a starry-eyed puddle that she took a moment to process that he was no longer purple. The gears in her head started turning, and she remained completely still after he had transformed back. It's not that she hated that he was back to normal, more so she hated he was in so much pain again.]
[Oh. Oh shit. He was in pain again. Therefore, it was a pretty good chance he would become violent again. She was basically trapped in with him now.]
[Despite how oddly large the rusted HVAC happened to be, his respectful unit was enough to fit the two of you… And honestly? Probably three more people. To be fair, he was probably used to hiding things in here… that explained the torn up book in the corner, actually. Many of broken and torn things, in fact.]
[Hector, surprisingly, was furiously wiping his eyes. He was still blubbering quietly to himself, having completely forgotten you were still in the unit. Small specks of rust managed to flake and fall from his face, sniffles and huffs echoing in the unit… And yet, as his eyes slowly moved to look at you, he hadn’t made any move to act violently.]
“…You look as startled as I am upset. I forgot you were even in here.”
[Although his tone is quiet and oddly soft, he pulls his knees closer to his chest. He’s trying to shrink in on himself, seem smaller. Hide from you.]
“Leave, please…”
[Ushering to the unit doors, he, for once, politely asks you to leave. And as you do, you hear a faint—]
“Thanks, honeybee.”
Hi Marrow, Hector! I didn’t really get the chance to say hello before the beach episode,,So, hi! How are you both? Enjoying the beach?
“Hello,”
[Hector greets you warmly and Marrow… Doesn’t greet you at all, but is also extremely warm. You can even smell the faint scent of cooking meat… Oh, wait, that’s just Marrow.]
“I’d say it’s… Nice? I’m enjoying it. The ponytail’d idiot is as well. But I appreciate you asking, pet.”
[He flashes you a short-lived grin as he mentions the “ponytail’d idiot,” clearly meaning Marrow. As he gestures to them, they are both nowhere… And literally everywhere.]
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Rusty, mayhaps can I give you a little smooch on the cheek as a very true apology for my terrible behavior
- ✒️
“You may. I think I would quite appreciate that.”
[Hector takes this as an invitation, crouching down to your height. Pulling his cigarette from between his lips, he blows the smoke away from you. As he waves it away, he presses a kiss to your cheek instead.]
“All is forgiven, pretty boy.”
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