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Balloon x child!reader || Trashy day

Request: @@bl3ach3d_st0ries (from wattpad)

"Request! Balloon x Child Reader (Platonic) (please :p)"

Type: Angst & comfort (kinda??)

A/n: before we start imma just say that O/N is slightly non-verbal

and has TD's personality (except more childish) also, O/N is around 12 in this.

ALSO this takes place in between the end of season 1 and the start of season 2,, sooo Balloon is homeless and I decided he lives near the dumpsters of OJ's hotel, sorry not sorry..

Enjoy.

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It was rainy, and everyone was inside the hotel.. everyone except for balloon, he's pretty much been alienated from everybody for obvious reasons.

I didn't really understand why through, sure he was mean but wasn't Knife? I thought about it a lot.. maybe I'm just too young to understand this dumb adult stuff.

I looked out the window some more, watching raindrops hit the cold glass.

I was bored.

It's been awhile sense everyone did Inanimate Insanity, so now everything is so bleak now, I kinda miss the stupid show that Mephone did..

The rain starts to settle down, just enough for me to hear a slight crash from outside, looking downwards I see Balloon, it's not rare to see him but I don't usually get to interact with him sense OJ or Paper keeps me away from him.

Buut.. OJ and Paper are busy doing adult business, and nobody would bat an eye to me going outside to play in the rain.

I get down from the chair I was using to look over the windowsill, I open the door and run down the stairwell onto the bottom floor, I pick up a umbrella near the front door, and just when I'm about to open it.

"Uhm, like, what are you doing?"

I turn around to see Salt, Pepper is near her but obviously not paying attention because of the phone she's looking at.

I gestured to my umbrella and then to the door, hoping she'd get the hint

"You're going outside? But, like, why? Aren't you gonna get like, muddy?"

Salt says with a bit of disgust on her face,

I shrugged, and open the front door, successfully ending the short conversation I was having with Salt.

I open my umbrella before heading near the dumpsters, the rain hits my umbrella making a relaxing white noise as I walk, soon I see the familiar red of the balloon I was looking for.

He obviously didn't see nor hear me as he was still sulking near the dumpsters, though it wasn't long before he saw me walking up to him.

"Ah! O/n? What are you doing here?" Balloon say's with an awkward smile on his face, very obviously showing me he wasn't enthusiastic about my presence, probably because if OJ saw me near him he'd probably go ballistic.

I might be exaggerating but eh.

I shrug yet again, opting to sit in the wet ground with him. He tenses at the movement but settles down after awhile.

We sit quietly for awhile, I don't blame him, it's not like I talked to him during the show, plus I don't think he knows I can talk.

"Soo... *ahem* why are you out here?" Balloon says looking more awkward by the second as I turn to look at him

"I heard a crash." I say as I turn away once more.

Balloon looks surprised for a second, probably processing the fact that I just spoke, before settling down once more.

"Oh." Balloon said as he blushes in embarrassment

"Sorry for spooking you then, ha ha.." Ballon dry chuckled trying to get rid of the awkward air, if anything it made it worse.

"It's fine." I replied, "I'm not really allowed to see you so I was curious." I shrugged

Balloon looks baffled, probably because I actually wanted to see him, he looks at the ground, pausing our small talk.

"Why do the others hate you so much?" I ask, I didn't really come outside just to sit with him, I wanted answers.

"Wow, heh, really getting to the point, huh kiddo?" He dry chuckled again, it was starting to get annoying on how much he awkwardly tried to lift the mood.

I nod in response, "Uh well, I wasn't really nice, so.. this is the consequences of my actions, heh."

The amount of self pity he has is insane, I'm almost starting to understand why people hate him so much..

I'm joking obviously.

"What about Knife?" I ask.

"Uh.. well, Knifes supposed to be a jerk, that's his roll.." Balloon half answers

"So are you a jerk?" I question

"What? No no no! I was just being mean, and uh.. not in the cool way." Balloon say's sulking once more.

This is getting nowhere, why am I outside talking to the homeless man?

"I don't understand that." I replied

"Maybe when you're old.." he says wistfully sighing as he rests his cheek on his hand.

I blankly stare at him, hoping he'd get the hint and take back what he said,

sadly that didn't happen and he just kept pitying himself.

"If you want to improve you should probably try and make it up to everyone, I don't think you did anything that bad.. plus I don't really know what happened with Taco but I doubt you screwed up like her." I say hopefully

Balloon stares at me for a minute, before looking away to concentrate my recommendation

"Huh maybe you're right." Balloon says wishfully, staring at nothing

"Heh, you're one smart 10 year old!" Balloon said smiling at me

"I'm 12."

"Ah."

Balloon brushes off the mistake before patting me, giving me a sad smile.

"O/N? Are you out here?" OJ shouts, I jump at the noise, before getting up,

I look at Balloon once more before giving him the umbrella I was holding.

"O/N? Can you hear me?" OJ shouts once more, I give Balloon a thumbs up before running towards the entrance of the hotel

"There you are!" OJ says looking at my soaked self, "Did you bring an umbrella?" He asks, I shake my head no "Ah.. ok, let's get you dried up then" Oj said as he led me back into the hotel.

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Yay I'm done :)