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Darrell: You're kind

You were just an average person, hanging out at the Bodega and checking out all the stores, just casually enjoying yourself.

Your head suddenly shot up. A metallic box had landed right where you were standing, shaking the ground and causing you to gasp.

Other heroes either flocked away to rush to safety or to just hide in the store.

A red robot appeared. He had one eye and a brain capsule on his head. You stared at the robot for a bit, not sure why but you couldn't look away.

Suddenly something rushed past you...

???: oh my! I'm so sorry!

The red robot gently pulled you up and you sort of stared.

Y//N: o-oh! Thank you! I'm sorry to have gotten in the way!

You admitted sheepishly.

???: don't worry about it! I'm Darrel by the way, and you?

Y//N: I'm y//n! Pleased to meet you Darrell!

Y//N: hey Darrell? Aren't you going to destroy the plaza or something?

Darrell shook his head.

Darrell: no! no it's alright.

you were confused as to why he said no...it was his job to.

Y//N: hey Darrell. Would you like to maybe hang out sometime or such?

He looked at you and laughed.

Darrell: yeah that'd be fun actually. but my father may be mad...

Y//N: you never really get to have fun. I can tell. One time of hanging out won't hurt!

You pointed out with a big smile.

Darrell returned the smile.

Darrell: alrighty! So where will we go?

You studied the area.

Y//N: ice cream parlour?

Darrell: yeah but- I can't really eat real food.

Y//N: oh. hmmm. what about we go to the park?

Darrell bobbed his head agreeingly and the two of you walked off towards the park.

You were very fascinated with Darrell, laughing at his weird jokes and being understanding when he told you something personal.

Soon the two of you sat down on a bench.

Y//N: Darrell. Why were you afraid to hang out?

Darrell: well my father you see...he never really wants me or my siblings to do happy stuff. I'm not sure why..

You frowned.

Y//N: but Darrell! That isn't fair! He may be your father but you should be able to have a break sometimes.

Darrell looked at the grass and sighed.

Darrell: yeah. but I love my dad. I don't think I could ever tell him off.

You nodded with an understanding smile as you patted his back.

Y//N: want to at least feed the ducks?

His face lit up.

Darrell: ducks? What are ducks?

You smiled.