➤ chapter ii. | getting closer.

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The next day, [Y] was going to leave for work, but his mother stopped him by holding a pie in hand, “Please hand this to your friend, Sebastian.”

“Ah. Really? You really don't have to, Ma.” [Y] chuckled. Ma smiled gently, “I wouldn't leave him eating nothing but slop. Tell him that I say hi.”

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Sebastian was facing the wall, knowing that the young scientist would come in to greet him with a bright smile, but something captured his full attention. He smells pie which causes him to turn around and hell there's actually pie.

“What is this scam?” Sebastian glared.

“It's rude to call it a scam.” [Y] sulked. “Ma made this for ya, you know?”

“For me? Heh. As if she would make it for someone like me. You probably told her to bring those pies.” Sebastian huffed, looking away. The young scientist shook his head, “Ma was the one who suggested this. She wanted to make this for you. I sorta told her about you.”

“...What does she think of me, huh? A hideous monster?” Sebastian scowled.

“No. She thinks the same way I think of you. A human being. She's only making you pie to make you feel better.” [Y] said. “She doesn't know what your favorite flavor you like, but she made [flav.] pie.”

“...”

“She also wants to say “hi” to you.” The young scientist smiled, holding the pie out to Sebastian. Sebastian's eyes landed on a bag with a glowing fish in it, “And that…fish?”

“This is for Eyefestation to make friends with. And…” the young scientist then whispers to Sebastian, “I'm planning to set them free into the tank. I know a way.”

“You're insane.” Sebastian deadpanned.

“Insanely smart.” [Y] winked. “So…would you like some pie? If not, then I'll force you. Ma always makes the best food with love and it can't go to waste.”

“...” Sebastian stayed quiet as the young scientist handed him the pie. It had been a while since he ate something good. He remembers his mother baking some pie for him. Even as a monster, why did [Y]’s mother go through all of this just to bake him some pie? Bake a pie for someone she never met. “Why…? Why are you even trying? That won't change my image about you. Stop trying to get on my good side.”

“...I’m just worrying about you, ok? You really think I worked here as a professional scientist?” [Y] furrowed his eyebrows. He then whispers, “I'm only here to collect information on this company. When I found out about the monsters, I thought I could do something to gain their trust to have them trust me in setting them free.”

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