Bulletproof

"I drew something for you." Digit revealed to Bullet a piece of torn paper from behind her back.
"Aw, this is so good!" Bullet angled the paper so that I could see it. "Look, it's the two of us fighting CORP.S soldiers."
I recognized two figures, one small with Digit's curly hair and one with Bullet's bright green jacket. "It's very good," I agreed, but Digit didn't acknowledge me, instead giving Bullet a hug before running off, to her bunk presumably.
"She doesn't like me very much, does she?"
"She doesn't not like you, Nytro doll. Maybe she just needs to get to know you. It's only been three months since you joined us after all. I think she's jealous. She wants to be like you."
"Yeah because any little girl would dream of getting to be a cold-blooded murderer when she gets older."

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Copyright safe short story version of my fanfiction "Cyanide Delirium" I wrote for a college course. Enjoy!

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