When Duckburg falls under an tyrannical dictatorship, the worst "heroes" imaginable are forced to the task of placing everything back in order. (Illustrated fanfiction!)
After the last of Mark and Ellie's many makeout sessions... alongside other things they did that night, Mark insisted on going back to the cabin. Ellie refused, telling him Gyro and Gloria needed to be alone tonight because they were going through something. Obviously she didn't tell him what that something was but he was pissed nonetheless, throwing a major tantrum before falling face first in the sand to scream before eventually falling asleep like that. Ellie couldn't tell if he was breathing or not but she didn't check.
Ellie didn't shut down that night, not finding a reason to. She enjoyed watching the night sky considering she hadn't seen it all that much sense the majority of her life thus far was spent underground or being dead and/or shut down :). She also enjoyed observing many of Florida's strange creatures and ended up forming a bond with one particular one, being able to understand it's weird tongue. Something a normal person wouldn't be able to hear but she could because robot stuff.
It was currently 5 AM, the sun wasn't exactly up yet but the sky was lighting up beautifully. She crawled over to Mark, with her animal friend in hand, and started poking his head to wake him up. It wasn't working so eventually she just smacked him.
"OW!" Mark jumped to a sitting position, spitting out sand and rubbing the back of his head in pain. "Ellie, what the FUCK was that for?!"
Ellie had her hand behind her back so her little friend couldn't be seen by Mark. "Good morning." She greeted him, completely ignoring his question.
"Morning?! The sun isn't even up!"
"You know how I want a child badly? For command purposes." Ellie did have a command to follow at the moment, watching after Gloria and her unborn child, but that wasn't a 24/7 thing with Gyro around and she needed something more.
"Yeahhhh?" Mark was annoyed at the fact that he slept face first into sand. He spent the entire time rubbing his arms trying to get all the sand off of him. God he hates nature!
"I solved the issue and found a child for us to raise." She knew Mark didn't like kids but she didn't really care at this point because she was so desperate.
The first thing that came to mind for Mark was that Ellie literally stole a child from somewhere in the camp. He was not expecting a huge ass cockroach the size of her hand.
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She held him up disturbingly close to Mark's face. "This is Kyle." Ellie wasn't very creative with names. "He's a Eurycotis Floridana, a large floridian male cockroach. I bonded with him last night and was able to teach him some english. I came to the conclusion that we will raise him together." She placed the roach in his hands.
Mark screamed and threw little Kyle into the air before scooting away from Ellie. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! GROSS!" He grabbed fistfulls of sand as a way to clean his hands off.
Ellie screamed, horrified, and jumped five feet, hitting the ground hard as she held out her hands to catch Kyle. She did just by a hair. Holding Kyle close to her chest, she turned to Mark with her eyebrows furrowed. She was pissed. "Mark! How could you do that to him!? He's your kid!"
