Discontinue

Lonely Red

*Thoughts*

"Speech"

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Fukase was snuggled into his bed, almost completely covered by his blankets and at the perfect position on his pillows; he seemed at peace as he let off snores.

Unfortunately, he found himself being shaken awake far too soon.

"Fukase? Sweetheart, it's time to get up..."

He didn't wake immediately; he was shaken again.

"Go 'way...sleepin'..."

"Sweetie, you have to get up now, you have a very important appointment today..."

The constant shaking annoyed him into opening his eyes; he let out a grunt.

"Hrrn...nah...five mer minu'es..."

"I'm sorry, Fukase, but you really do need to get up. I can't push an extra five minutes today."

He let out a groan, rolling onto his back; he glared into the eyes of Mademoiselle Bathtub.

"Whyyyyyy..."

"I don't make the rules, Sweetheart. Now come on, you need to get ready for the day."

He let out a growl.

"Now now, we talked about the growling."

He let out a quieter growl.

"Fukase, really, this is wasting enough time already...besides, you're already waking up because of it."

At that realization, he let out a defeated moan and sat up, rubbing his eyes with one hand.

Clutched in his arms was the stuffed doll he had been given shortly after his initial creation; it had been lovingly dubbed "Point" by the redhead after earning a brief explanation on character items (which, honestly, he didn't remember much of) and he instantly decided it was one of his favorite things in the world.

"Why?" He yawned.

"Like I've said, you have a very important appointment that you missed yesterday because you snuck off again." She replied, standing up and walking to his bathroom.

He grumbled a little and hugged Point tighter.

"Wha's it for...?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but the executives were very adamant about you being there today." The long-haired brunette replied as she began preparing the bathroom for his shower.

"Why can' I jus' skip it...?"

The woman let out a sigh; sleepy Fukase was even harder to get through to than normal Fukase.

"You can't just skip the things you don't want to do in life, Sweetie. Now come on, you really need to start getting ready."

Her back was turned as she set up his shower supplies; a loud thump alerted her that he had fallen out of bed, and no further sounds showed that he most likely wasn't getting back up.

She sighed, closing her blue eyes and shaking her head.

*What are we going to do with this boy?*

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"Ya sure ya don't know what this is for?"

"No, Fukase, I don't. Not completely, anyways."

Monsieur Voice Man attempted to hide the exasperation in his voice as he lead Fukase through the Factory; the boy would not stop asking about his "appointment"--and any random thing that caught his attention during their journey.