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Coil looked at the kitchen table, expression unreadable. Slingshot was getting irritated
“Coil, i’m tired.”
“I know.”
“You know how badly this will affect Gravity Gun? They will be devastated."
“Coil, I'm tired of you taking NOTHING SERIOUSLY. I can’t handle running a café and taking care of a child that’s constantly in danger.”
“They’re fine afterwards! I don’t get why you’re so antsy about this.”
“What if the child dies because of your irresponsibility? So many newspawns die early in their life. I care for Gravity, just stop taking them during your runs.”
Gravity Gun peeked from behind the wall. They watched their parents argue. As the argument escalated, they started to PHIGHTING! [ALPHA] in front of their child.
“Dads…?”
They quietly spoke out. Suddenly, the both men fighting looked at the traumatized child. Slingshot first ran to Gravity Gun “Honey, you weren’t meant to see this.” He started to sob into his child’s shoulder, tears soaking into the inphernal’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry…”
Meanwhile Coil looked a bit guilty. But the more he looked at the two, the guilt deepened.
“...”
After he calmed down, Slingshot looked back, only to see no coil.
“... Typical Coil.” Slingshot growled