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Zro hides in the cabinet by their bedside. How does he fit there? Well, the other zeroes keep bullying him because they find it FUNNY that he shrinks when he’s sad. And apparently they don’t find it equally funny or entertaining when he grows out of happiness or whatever…
The blue cap that’s usually on their head didn’t shrink with them, so Zro’s just hiding in their cap as an extra layer of protection. Zro covers his eyes as he cries, but quickly moves to cover his mouth try to stay quiet as the cupboard door opens, not wanting the other zeroes to know he’s here. Yet, the voice Zro hears isn’t one of the zeroes giggling…
FIFTEEN: “...Zro?”
Zro recoils as Fifteen lifts the cap, staring up at her for a second before sprinting to the far left corner of the cabinet and shrinking a bit more.
ZRO: “(sniff)- l- leave me alone… I- I don’t-”
They let out a muffled shriek as Fifteen picks them up and holds them in her hand. Zro stares up at her with a flustered face. Oh 2763 he wishes he could cover his face with his cap right now, but she’s holding it in her other hand…
FIFTEEN: “...uh, you okay…? What happened?”
Fifteen attempts to comfort Zro by petting him with her thumb (and he’s a bit ashamed it’s working). Zro leans into her touch, growing a tiny bit in size as his crying ceases a bit. After a few moments, Zro realises he should… probably answer her question.
ZRO: “...the… the other… the other zeroes were- were bullying me…”
Her face hardens a bit before calming down and sitting on Zro’s bed, setting them on her chest as she lies down.
Zro blushes to the point his face is as red as her, completely forgetting about his previous sadness for a second. Yet a second is enough to increase his size again. Immensely.
Fifteen jolts in shock as the gluestick-sized Zro that was just in her hand suddenly increases to the size of the room. Honestly, Zro’s surprised he didn’t go bigger…
Zro’s WAYYY too big to even move without breaking something, but he’s also too conscious about the fact he MAY be crushing Fifteen under him, and he’d rather take the risk of breaking something rather than suffocating Fifteen.
They start to feel embarrassed again, rapidly shrinking back down to a normal-enough size. Zro covers his face with his hands, trying to deny the fact he was straight up crushing Fifteen 2 seconds ago. He peeks through his fingers, expecting Fifteen to look maybe scared or even disgusted. Both of which would be valid reactions.
A flustered expression was definitely not on their list.
Zro removes their hands from their face, staring in shock at Fifteen’s startled and blushing face. She seems to realise that maybe gawking at him wasn’t doing her any favors and quickly clears her throat.
FIFTEEN: “...I… suppose you’re feeling better now? Right?”
Zro nods, too tongue-tied to respond to that. He tries to speak again but quickly gets his (now fitting) cap shoved on his head by Fifteen.
FIFTEEN: “Stay here. I, uh, have to go do something.”
Zro watches her as she exits the cabin, holding her flamethrower. They take deep breaths to try and calm down from whatever THAT was. Oh jeez… did Zro really just embarrass himself like that?! Why was she blushing?????????
And what’s she going to do with that flamethrower?