“Oh no no, you have that all wrong, my willing captive,” gaining back some confidence, “I’m no one’s arm candy, not even yours. No matter what role I play, in the end, your mine.”
Syx scribbling away on his drawing pad. Going through every color of crayon he has. Sticking his tongue out as he cuts it out and combines it with glue onto another drawing. Grinning like an idiot when its all done and running to the Warden’s office waving it around, “Look look! I made this for you!”
Presenting his parent with the colorful drawing of them together as a family on a colorful beach. A hopeful look in the little boy’s green eyes. Wanting all the normal things he reads about in books and sees in movies.
“Are you sure this is going to be alright? I’m bound to fuck something up. What am I even supposed to act like?” so nervous without the spikes and persona to hide behind.
“You are positively brilliant, I’m sure you can find something at the museum to chat with someone about. And I’ll be right there with you the whole time, though that may mean listening to some dull financial talk. You are my beautiful blue arm candy and you are going to do fine.”
“Oh no no, you have that all wrong, my willing captive,” gaining back some confidence, “I’m no one’s arm candy, not even yours. No matter what role I play, in the end, your mine.”
“Now when we get there, you just let me do the talking. There will be a lot of cameras going off at once, but once we get inside, it will all be fine. The paparazzi just have a field day whenever I go to these things with someone who isn’t Wayne.”
“Are you sure this is going to be alright? I’m bound to fuck something up. What am I even supposed to act like?” so nervous without the spikes and persona to hide behind.
“Can we just skip this part and go right to the biting then. I’m far more down with that then I am dressed like this. Ties are torture devices or evil and not the good kind of evil.”
“Oh hush, you look fantastic in a suit. And I promise you can use that tie on me however you like when we get home. That gives you plenty of time to think of ways to use it for the good kind of evil.”
“Can we just skip this part and go right to the biting then. I’m far more down with that then I am dressed like this. Ties are torture devices or evil and not the good kind of evil.”