The Domestic Alien and the Human Groupie

Damage Control

Magenta checked for anywhere else that Columbia could've been hurt.
"Mags, I'm fine!" Columbia sat on Magenta's bed with a cloth up to her nose.
"He roughed you up really bad. I'm just making nothing else is hurt," Magenta looked at Columbia's nose again,"let me see your nose."
Columbia lowered the cloth from her nose to let Magenta see. Magenta noticed how it was a more crooked than before.
"I think he broke your nose, Columbia," Magenta raised her hand to touch it. Columbia winced at her touch.
"I can reset it back to normal," Magenta started to put her other hand on the other side of Columbia's nose.
Columbia's eyebrows furrowed and her eyes widened in fear and started to shake her head.
"Oh, it won't hurt! Don't worry," Magenta reassured her.
"It's gonna hurt!" Columbia shouted like a scared child and pulled her head away.
Magenta pulled Columbia's face close and held it still.
"Don't you want to breathe properly?" Magenta tried reasoning with her.
Columbia nodded reluctantly.
"Good then. I will try my best not to hurt you," Magenta put her hands back in position on Columbia's nose.
"Ow that hurts!" Columbia shouted and jolted back away from Magenta.
"Columbia, stop it! It will hurt if you do that," Magenta scolded Columbia and pulled face back towards herself.
"Now do you want to breathe properly or not?" Magenta was losing her patience with Columbia.
Columbia nodded and slowly brought her face back to Magenta.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I just need to fix your nose and it will be done quick. You won't even notice, OK?" Magenta talked Columbia through it as she brought her hands back to Columbia's nose for the third time.
"OK, Mags, if you say so."
"Take deep breaths. I promise to be as careful as I can," Magenta walked Columbia through so she wouldn't get uncomfortable.
Columbia closed her eyes and did as Magenta told her. It helped calm her down to hear Magenta's voice sooth her. Magenta cracked Columbia's nose to straighten it. Columbia tried her best not to flinch but did jump slightly.
"See? Not so bad!" Magenta took her hands off of Columbia's nose and smiled at her cooperation.
Columbia opened her eyes again and touched her nose to feel if it was back to normal. Her eyes widened and she smiled brightly.
"How'd you do that, Mags?" Columbia shouted enthusiastically.
"I'm the domestic of the house. Things like this used to happen to the master from time to time," Magenta answered calmly.
"You mean Frank?"
"Yes, Frank."
"Oh, well, thank you, Mags! And I'm sorry I kept flinching."
"It's alright. By the way, how did you learn to fight like that?" Magenta tilted her head slightly, a habit she learned from Columbia.
"Well I lived on the street for a while. Since I was 19," Columbia shrugged.
"You lived on the street!? For how long?"
"2 years before Frank picked me up."
"Well, I'm glad that he did," Magenta kissed Columbia's forehead and hugged her.
"Come on, let's go to sleep. It's getting late," Magenta pulled Columbia to lie down next to her.
"Goodnight, Mags," Columbia smiled and kissed Magenta's cheek.
"Goodnight Columbia," Magenta brought Columbia closer to her and closed her eyes.