(OLD)Shenanigans Of A Little Object Group

part 7 - fathers

A/N: Trigger warning-talking about abuse, and death. Sorry.

X's POV

"Paintbrush, could you help me get this down?" He-sh- they... Are the tallest in our little group so i thought they could help me get it down. It was a small box but I can't read it being how tall I am. "The one that says dad?" They ask me and I promptly say yes wondering what could be in there. They get it down for me and hand it to me and as I look inside i start to tear up. Sure enough it was my dad. Well a picture... The last picture i had took with him. The picture has little five year old me standing next to a tall man AKA:my dad, which is weird considering the fact he was only 19. (X has teen parents) He was wearing his army uniform. Paintbrush then asks as they see I'm starting to cry "Yo, are-are you ok?" I can only say gibberish "I-I m-my... W-hy why?" I start to sound more distressed as i try to spit out what I'm trying to say.

Nobody's POV

Lightbulb: Yo lil bud? You alright?
Knife: Spit it out.
Mepad: X?
Mephone: Ery body else shut up! (Mephone yells with a sorta accent saying everybody)
(Everyone else shuts up)
Mepad: Ehem. X? Whats wrong??
X: I... My dad (X then pulls out the picture to show them all)

(After that people start talking about their dads kinda wanting to vent, ya know?)

Paintbrush: Im sorry... (they sound very sad and sympathetic, after that they pull out a picture of them and their dad going fishing) here. (They hand the picture to X) He hates me.

X: Then what's this?
Paintbrush: I was five, my dad, at the time, had FORCED my mom to take me do girly things and my "dad" would take me to do guy stuff. Thinking that would make me think "OH HEY. IM THIS."
(They stop talking about it)
(Lightbulb looks terribly distressed)
Lightbulb: So, we're talkin' bout our dads now... Aren't we? (She says this as she is trying so hard not to cry)
Four: If you wanna tell us something go right ahead.
Lightbulb: After my my mom died my dad abused me... Terribly. He even did it after he got married to my step mom (starts breaking down) but my mom found out. She woke up at like 2:00 am and looked in my room... It makes me feel guilty, I always struggled to get away.(she stops)
Four: My father, when i was like 4, -hehe- he forced me to drink some of his beer. But I don't care, thats why hes dead. He didn't care for himsepf and drank and drived with me in the car.
Fan: My dad got back from the war and stabbed me in the stomach. I had to eat from a tube for 2 years.
(Silence hit the room)

!CLIF HANGGER! I guess