Chapter Text
I’d always hated this kind of place. Well, I thought that anyway.
For a long time, I associated these bright, stunning colours with not very lovely things. With him. All the times I arrived through these doors as a replacement for a stupid fucking apology. He couldn’t say those words to me; he almost treated it like if he did… it was defeat. Maybe they did this when they both felt like they wanted everyone to desperately believe they were good to me.
Things seemed so big back then and the Pizzaplex seemed even bigger. Memories were vague of everywhere except the Day-care, especially when they both seemed like they wanted everyone to desperately believe they were good to me. Make sure I looked good enough to be publicly displayed like a neurodivergent circus monkey. They would dress me up in cute outfits to impress other people, make sure that awful hairbrush with the sharp bristles was tugged through my hair until the knots were gone and a different, new sauce was put in the wrong place on my dinner plate.
----
“New friend…?”
A familiar voice. A feeling only comparable to arriving at home to a safe place. I couldn’t make out where it came from. It took all of my effort to attempt to move. After a little while, I managed to slowly open my eyes to bright spotlights, recoiling a little when I feel a cold, gentle hand against my forehead.
“
How are you feeling, sunshine? I already alerted the nurse bots, they should come soon, but I did my best to treat you myself. I wasn’t sure which ones to go with, s-so I just chose what colour matches your eyes!” the words began to merge into each other as I attempted to take in the sight in front of me; a tall, looming figure sat next to me like a 2 year old child, gesturing to the rainbow-coloured band aids in its big, oversized hands. I realise where I am now. Oh, how could I forget about him?
His head sat on his shoulders almost awkwardly too big but fit just right, dressed in jester-type attire and had a face that was so intricate that you couldn’t take in everything at once. The sun and moon; polar opposites, overlapping each other. I heard the gentle purring of the machinery and the bells wrapped around his wrists jingling as he continued to put the poorly organised band aids back into his pocket.
I lifted up my hand to feel the bump on my forehead; it being surprisingly numb for how much blood slipped onto my hand. Everything felt numb. “W-Why am I here? I’m too old for this.” My voice echoed. In that moment I realised nobody else was around, not even the nurse bots that he had apparently called.
No sounds of children playing, the ball pit being thrashed around in or happy birthdays being sung, only an unsettling silence that filled the building.
He stood up slowly, his shadow enveloping me as he reached out his cold hand to me. “Come with me, I have something to SUPER cool to show you!”