>>5825318“And where is this door on wheels?” You ask
“I don’t know. It moved so I followed it…to a pool.” Pomni seems to realize how odd she sounds. She turns her radial big top colored pupils back up at you.
“It..it’s gone now I guess.” Pomni looks like she got gaslit into believing Santa isn’t real. Crushed and hopeless. Or she is just a bit down the two kind of blur when you’re an adult. May as well dispense some wisdom words from your food hole.
“Suck it up.” You say with the kindness of a statue.
“Huh?” Pomni snaps her head towards the chef.
“Being sad about something that ain’t there ain’t made a change to nobody’s damn lives. My father always told me to grow some balls, so…grow some balls.” Speeches ain’t your thing but your gonna try.
“….Excuse me?” Pomni asks unsure on how to take your inspiration.
“No excuses.” You answer pointing your finger at her like your papi did to you.
“That’s not biologically possible though.” Pomni almost whispers.
“What do you want me to say to grow a &#%@?” You answer with a scoff as you adjust your chef hat.
“I..what?” Pomni now seems more confused than sad. Her puny mind trying to wrap around your wisdom.
“You know what I mean.” You say with a huff.
“I…I really don’t.” The jester admits.
“Look I’m not my pa I’m bad at this sort of thing. Uh…don’t worry bout dumb &$#% you can’t control basically.” You course correct.
“But…I..I can control this..I can find a way out.” Pomni says sounding more like she’s trying to convince herself than anything.
“Then don’t break your back over it, something will come up eventually then.” You say trying to not sound as aggressive.
“…okay…thanks.” Pomni answers with a murmur. Looks like your prep talk didn’t do a whole lot. The two of you stand in an awkward silence for a bit.
*Relationship With Pomni gone from D1 to D2. A slight nudge but it’s something, could have gone better.*
