𝗛𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗹 𝗦𝘂𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗰𝘆 ✦ 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗰𝘁 ⁽ᴹᵃˡᵉ ᵛᵉʳ⁾

𝗕𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱

M/n, feeling bored and not wanting to help out, remained near the kitchen.

He was busy, trying to figure out what he wanted to make for his two friend- I MEAN ACQUAINTANCES!

"Something both Paimon and Aether would like..." m/n murmured then pouted, "Can not think... I need cuddles."

The h/c haired boy cast one last impatient glance at the stairs before jumping to his feet and wandering off.

'Spotted a small Hilichurl group not far from here...' he thought to himself, 'I will get my cuddles from them.'

M/n stopped at the balcony, peering down before vaulting over the side and falling the whole way down.

By some miracle, he didn't break his legs, and hit the ground running. He scared the crap out of some people nearby due to his sudden descent.

As he was running, a fond memory of his time with the small Hilichurl Tribe surfaced in his mind.

•••

A head of h/c hair popped up amongst the pile of sleeping Hilichurls and Mitachurls. A young m/n wiggled his way out of the grasp of his family and yelped when he tumbled down the pile, landing in a pile of snow head first.

He kicked before plopping onto his bottom again, snow coating his hair and face.

Looking around curiously, he stumbled to his feet and spotted Matr not far off.

E/c eyes brightening, he toddled over and exclaimed, "Matr! Matr!"

The Mitachurl simply watched as the small boy sat on its lap and tilted his head up to look at it with round e/c eyes.

"Matr! Ma-tr! Matr!" m/n kept saying as the Mitachurl turned its attention back to the snowy landscape of Dragonspine.

M/n huffed and blinked when a large hand was placed upon his head.

"ᵠᵘᶦᵉᵗ...ʷᵃᵗᶜʰ...ˡᶦˢᵗᵉⁿ..." Matr told the boy, surprising m/n when it spoke in the human language.

M/n obeyed, also looking out at the land.

He wasn't sure what he was looking for.

But he continued looking.

•••

Hugs from Paimon and Aether were nice.

But they'd never beat Mitahurls cuddles.

A noise, which could only be described as purring, left m/n as he was held like a baby by a Mitachurl. He had walked right up to it and demanded cuddles in Hillichurlian.

Yes, demanded.

So, here he was, sitting in a hilichurl camp while enjoying some nice head pats.

He was going to ignore the fact that he could hear Aether and Paimon a couple of miles away, screaming as they ran away from one of those flying robots.

"Bellator Minima?"

A small group of Hilichurls had gathered around. M/n could tell they were a little younger than the rest and if they'd been humans, they would've been considered seven year olds.

"Instituendi nobiscum?" one asked hesitantly. M/n blinked once. Then twice.

Tears starting to form slowly.

The hilichurls panicked at the sight of the boy forming tears while the Mitachurl seemed worried. They frantically tried to calm the boy down before he bursted in tears.

In their minds, they had done something wrong. However, it as really just the guilt and misery coming back to torment the h/c haired boy again.

"Matr... I... I need Matr back..." m/n choking back tears, hiccups trying to force their way up in between his words. He felt like as if he was a child. All vulnerable and helpless. And he hated it.

Where the heck were all these sudden mood swings coming from anyways?

M/n who is now crying his heart out as he was embraced by the many hilichurls and mitachurls. Though it made him cry more, at least it helped a bit with the annoying feeling of constant sorrow that had been sitting in the pitt of his stomach for a while.

His goal was originally to kill the Signora Lady and do everything he possibly could to make his existence everyone's problem. However, now, he was a bit more set on helping Aether find his sister.

After that? Well, he'd just have to see.