Hazel (and the Quest for the Ink Machine) (SPOILERS)

Part 1 - Hazel

(Mini note: anything in bold and underline, like 'this', during the story is a note wrote by me mid-story just to clear up confusion)

{ Hazel's POV }

  As soon as I felt a sudden rush of cold air over me, and I didn't feel secure, I let out a loud cry of objection; I wanted back in wherever I was. (She's a baby, shh.. she doesn't understand -w-;) It was definitely better in there than out here; its cold, lots of unsettling noises, and lots of stuff was touching me. I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't like it one bit.  

Very shortly after, I felt something soft and fuzzy wrap around me, and then feel myself lifted up again, and shook my head quickly from a ticklish feeling on my forehead as my hair lightly brushed against it. I rubbed my eyes with my hands, before I hear something above where I was. "Would you like to meet your daughter?" "Y-yes please!" I heard, before I felt myself being put down again. It was't like earlier though.. I feel... safer.

"Oh my gosh, Cup.. Look at her, she looks so much like you..!" I hear right above me, as I feel myself being pushed a bit closer to whatever was holding me. I whimpered softly, nuzzling a bit deeper into a crevice in the softness that was wrapped around me. "She does, doesn't she?" I feel curious about these sounds above me. What is it? Who is it? Maybe.. my mommy and daddy? I hope it is.

As I was starting to get nice and comfy, I hear;"Do you want to hold her, Cuphead?" "Ah.. I don't know, she's just.. So small... What if I hurt her?" "Hehe, oh Cup.. it's okay if your nervous. She may be small, but if she's anything like you and I combined, she is gonna be anything but fragile." I get moved again, up to another safe feeling place. I want to see what is happening, so I try to open my eyelids open a bit, but shut them tight for a moment at a bright light. This is definitely new.. Much brighter than where I was last. I soon am able to open my eyes wide enough to look right up at, what must be, my daddy. He was smiling down at me, crying. I cooed contently, and gripped onto another soft surface where my dad is. I feel sleepy, as I keep my eyes closed. "She's perfect." he adds.

I hear another new noise, like a creaky sound, as something else comes to my side. "Awwww! She is so cute! What will you name her?" I hear a new voice say, but I kept my eyes closed; I was too tired to look around anymore, and too comfy."I was thinking.. Hazel." I hear my mommy say, as I felt something rub against my cheek, before I hear my dad say "Hazel, huh?.. I love it."

My name is Hazel? I like this name!