𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂

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"Anya, let's study." Loid offered, and Anya didn't even turn back. She kept her back faced to him, as she stared into the television. You see, Bondman had just saved five different princesses and basically allowed their princes to burn in the flames, which obviously had put them in a devastating situation.

He then proceeded to cheer him up with his charm, and then-

"Anya!" Loid yelled out at her, and she flinched slightly. The sudden change of voice had reminded her when she was still Test Subject-007.

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"007!" Somebody had yelled out, and she looked over with a shaking voice.

"..hm?" She had managed to squeak out, and the man with goggles had approached her. He held his pen and papers tightly, and raised his hand slightly.

Anya shifted away, looking away slightly.

"Come with me." He said with a stern voice and she looked back, following him. He threw her into a room, and slammed the door.

"Doctor! Don't slam it, else it'll break!" A muffled male voice said from the other side of the door, but she couldn't hear it.

Suddenly, the room went dark and she looked around. Where even was she?

As she did, something trapped her ankles and she couldn't even scream. She could only cry, as if cuffed her hands next.

And the rest was a blur.

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Anya suddenly snapped back in the present, with Loid staring. Yor looked at her with concern, and she looked back up at them.

"Anya-San! Are you alright?" Yor softly placed her hands on Anya's shoulders, kneeling down. Anya quickly turned to Yor, hugging her.

"Mama!" Anya cried, and Yor made sure to quickly hug her back. She looked over at Loid, who was confused. What had he done to scare her so bad?

Oh no. This isn't good, STRIX was going so well. But, if Anya and my relationship has a dent, our father & daughter act won't be so happy anymore. What did I do? Loid asked himself, and Anya noticed his thoughts.

Luckily, she wasn't crying. She blinked back her tears and stared at Loid.

"Anya is sorry, Papa.." She apologized, and his eyes widened a bit, gaze softening.

"Don't be sorry, Anya. You obviously need a break, do you need to go to sleep?" Loid asked, and Anya nodded, rubbing her eyes slightly. Yor calmed her down quietly as she picked up Anya.

"Loid-San, I'll put Anya-San to sleep.." Yor told him, and Loid nodded. She held Anya in her arms, walking to her room. She opened the door and walked inside, closing it.

What did I do to mess up? Anya seemed to be distracted..did she remember something? Perhaps PTSD? Does Anya had PTSD? Loid questioned, and for some reason now, the puzzle pieces started arranging.

Anya had her nose bleeding whenever something normally scary for a toddler happened, she always tried helping even when she had been denied. Even though she had a determined and stubborn personality, she would always apologize when she knew she messed up (even when she didn't)

Had something traumatic happen to Anya in the orphanage? Did all those kids have some type of mental issues because of the lack of actual hospitality and love there?

Loid knew something fishy was up with the orphanage, he had seemed high when he did ask to adopt. The government was paying money to keep the orphanage running, but it was all barely organized.