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This kind of things happened. Sometimes. It was scary, stressful and hurted, but there was nothing she could do to prevent it. Hornet slowly felt her body giving up the joints of the limb that was once her, as she slowly tried to get out of her molt. Her breath was erratic, she was trembling with every little part of her body that was still attached to her exosqueleton. Everything felt like it was going to give up too. She was scared, so scared ...
Her mother warned her before, molting was something most bugs did and accidents were bound to happen to some of them, especially hybrids, being more fragile with their physique. But no matter how detailed and accurate her description of the feeling was, there was no possible way of putting into words the panick of having a limb simply being ripped of you without any having any possible way to express your feelings without aggravating the situation.
Hornet was strong, bold, courageous and incredibly stubborn, especially when it came to seeking help. But this was too much for her. After a few minutes of shedding tears without making any sounds, she let out a big whimpers and called weakly
"..L...ace ?"
Thankfully the answer was immediate.
"Yes dear ? Do do you need anything ? Maybe something to eat after you're done ?"
With the lack of response, Lace simply decided to move and see by herself what was going on. She didn't need any explaination to see what was going on. Hornet, hanging of the ceiling, with one of her legs stuck into her moly that was weakly hanging, barely even attached to her body anymore.
"Hornet, dear, are you okay."
The spider took a deep breath and decide to just let her pride out of the subject for once.
"No ... I'm not ... I'm really not."
The white bug slowly approached the whimping Weaver, and started whispering to her hears to try to call her down.
"You're doing great. You have the right to be stressed and want to end this quickly, but calming down is the thing you need to think about. Here, riiight... Breathe in, breathe out. I'm here with you, okay ? Nothing worse will happen. Just focus on my voice."
Hornet concentrated on her girlfriend's sweet tone and slowly got one of her arms off her old shell.
"Very good dear. See ? Everything will be but like that, you're with me ? Take your time."
Slowly but surely, and not without more tears being shed, Hornet got out of her molt. Not only did she hated being so fragile and defenseless after time like these, but having to deal with everything coming with the loss of this leg was clearly a lot more than she could deal with. She tried to approach Lace but her body barely moved, exhausted from the energy she gave and too weak to do any kind of proper action. She closed her eyes, laid down on the ground and felt her whole body being lifted. Lace slowly carried the fragile spider into her bed, carefully placing her onto the sheets with a patient smile. Hornet let out a very little thanks and passed out, slowly pet by an attentive hand.