Lime's PoV:
I... what?
"Is this true?" Blue asks. I gulp and nod, knowing that if I told the truth, that I had no idea what Black was talking about, it would probably make us both extremely suspicious.
"Okay then, that's that out of the window" Yellow huffs.
"Chocolate, did you see anything?" Cyan asks
"I...I... didn't... th-the lights..." he chokes through his tears.
"You must have seen, which way did they go?" Pink interrogates
"Who was in the room before she got killed?" Purple asks
Red interrupts, "who was the last person you saw, like in the hallway maybe?"
"What about anyone who seemed to be following Brown?" White questions
"Hey," I interrupt, standing up and walking over towards the frightened child. The rest of the crew sort of stepped out of the way as I worked my way around the table, they just developed a skill of getting out of my way without really registering my existence.
"Guys, can't you see that he's upset?"
Murmurs fill the room.
"Well," Blue reasons, "he's our only source of information"
"Just stop crowding him! Everyone calm down okay?" I grumble. Seriously, I thought I was the one who couldn't read social cues, even without helmets covering our faces!
"Are you okay?" I gently ask, sitting down on the floor to match Chocolate's height, crossing my legs and looking up at him.
Finally tearing his gaze up from the ground, he murmurs "I just want my mommy back" before bursting into tears again.
Poor Chocolate... he's the youngest child in this crew... all the kids are too young to be experiencing this kind of traumatic stuff.
"It's okay" Pink says, stepping closer to the crying child but staying stood up. "She's in a better place. Do you want to talk to us now?"
Well, that did NOT help.
"No, it's not okay!" The tiny crewmate furiously yells, punching Pink in the leg repeatedly until he collapses to the floor, sobbing, and crawls back to me. He removes his helmet to wipe at his face with his sleeve, and I pull him into a tight hug. Chocolate hugs back, burying his face into my chest, his cries slowly quieting down.
After a while, he whispers something to me, his breathing still unsteady "They... went th-through the v-vents"
I look back up at the crew and repeat what I just heard.
"The air vents?" Yellow asks
"What other vents are there, duh?" Pink scoffs
"Okay" Blue nods. "I don't know how you did it, but see if you can get more info".
"We shouldn't pressure him" I argue, ruffling Chocolate's dark brown hair with my gloved hand.
"So, who could it be?" Blue murmurs.
"I think we've just confirmed that nobody is sus yet" Purple grumbles. "This is ridiculous"
"So meeting over?" Pink asks
"If everyone agrees, yeah" Blue confirms.
"Skip" Red agrees
"Yeh" Orange says
"Skip" - that's Yellow
"Yeah I agree" I say, raising one arm straight up in the air so that everyone can see me from the floor. Not that they care.
"Skip" Cyan nods
"Yup" Purple sighs, clearly annoyed that we haven't found out who the killer is yet
"Guess so..." Pink says, and I can imagine him rolling his eyes right about now
"Okay" Black answers
"Fine" White agrees, finalising the votes.
"Okay" Blue says. "Well, let's take a break now, we can eat early today... we'll see what happens after then."
"Phew" Yellow sighs in relief, and I stand up with Chocolate still tightly hugging me, which is actually quite difficult, but I manage it, and make my way to an actual chair.
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The Babysitter
FanfictionLime was just an ordinary crewmate. Well, maybe not quite 'ordinary', to be honest... He'd always been an outcast, he was new to missions, and he was the only crewmate without a little companion to make him feel less lonely in Mira HQ. Yet, as two...
