Chapter 6
Another!
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speaking
Voices/flashback/Text
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Moxxie will not admit it out loud but he guesses Pre-k along with kindergarten in upcoming year. It was his all-right years of school. At least when its interaction and didn't mind being around their classmates.
Still, felt like a lot of time slip by them could have done. Like working on their magic, sewing or just doing other things besides this. Four hours was plenty enough here. After that he wished they could go home after nap time.
The kids barely pay attention when it is time to learn how to read or write. Yes, sure their kids but could have made the learning well tolerable. Then again, books aren't really the best. Including the notepads, they were given. The teacher kind of tries to help but kind of doesn't have a back bone or not trying. Just focus mostly on games like fighting, art crafts, fighting, or show in tell.
Did he mention fighting?
Moxxie will either play with the kids if they asked him to join. Either to be an extra player. Or a distraction. He does keeps to himself by staying in the back. Won't participate if anything involved physical fighting. At least once or twice a week scares his teacher when he is not in the classroom but the vents. The jump scares are funny when he surprises her from behind when he reveals himself.
Excuse is always the bathroom.
The teacher, kids to this day still can't figure out how they do it so quickly. Many even try to stay up wanting to join in. Yet, tuckered out.
Still find random rats in the vents or sometimes outside the building. They really do have an issue. Already rumors they ate the missing janitor.
Now if you asked him if he has friends. He will say no. He is just there. He'll talk if he wants to. He'll play some games. He'll group together with all the kids and cause a bit of chaos when the teacher is not looking. So, less of a friend but like a teammate brought along.
He is fine with that.
He had plenty of memorable memories of their time with the group.
"Hey Moxxie want to make glue bomb?"
"Normal glue or hot glue."
"We got hot glue?"
"Hot glue! Hot glue!"
"Okay. Someone distracts the teacher."
Moxxie may have stolen the hot glue gun from the 'art' room. Then hid it in their backpack. Not like anyone will care. I'm really not sure why this small school has an art class room. Maybe it was to expand out? Eh not their problem. Show the kids the glue gun, along with the glue sticks. All of them had treacherous gleams in their eyes. Giggles all around, even Moxxie join in.
When the teacher walks out for a few minutes and takes her own nap during nap time. The class continues finishing up the project.
Yeah, may have over did it with the glue bomb. Or well should he say acid bomb. But hey it was a science experiment so that went well for class.
"MY TABLE!"
Wood started to burn off quickly. Oh well it's a desk, it's not like there was anything too important in it.
"MY COKE!"
Nothing important.
"How was school my Mox." Maria asked Moxxie when they got in the truck.
"Glue bomb destroyed the teacher desk."
"Lava or acid?"
"Acid."
Maria laughed and Moxxie smile a little.
Yeah, everything seems alright.
"Will be visiting Susie and your buddy Striker sometime during the break."
"Rattles not my buddy."
"Yet you still calling him that nickname." They will call them or it'll be the other way around. She snickers when she hears her Moxxie back talk or hissed over the phone with Striker.
"Insult."
"It is and no pouting. You're just trying to look extra adorable."
"I'm not adorable Madre." Began to pout bigger.
"Sure, and I'm not old."
No, comment.
"I see that look!"
Moxxie grinned behind the scarf.
"Plus, the Harvest Moon festival is in our area. So, they will be spending time with us."
Right the festival. Wrath celebrates it to let the red moon 'curse' their crops. Does it work? Well, he can't say since the festival always moves around. At least where it'll be hosted. But all over Wrath still has a festival. It is quite very big in the Wrath ring. He went to them with Maria but never liked to stay out too long. Yet, he still remembers the first time, far in the distance the cloud opens up. Everyone around watches with telescopes or binoculars. Moxxie was given a pair. He was in awe seeing it
"-It'll be fun and have a good time with them. We might watch the pain game too- "
"Did you ever play?"
"In the past. Never was first but never last." She grinned and sighed happily. "Susie and I would have each other back. Her old man never approved so would always help her sneak in. She can be quite vicious behind that pretty smile of hers when she competitive."
Moxxie thinks it over for a very long time and shrugged. Just a game at the end. A game may be taken too seriously to show who is superior. Or those like his Madre that just enjoyed it.
Jeez he misses the stars and space so badly every time it opens up.
His eyes widen slightly.
Could he find a way to portal in the area the red moon is at? It shouldn't be too hard. Plus, his magic has gotten stronger again. His portals should work as well again when he began to work through it. He could test it out after the festival when everyone goes to bed! It must be really cool to see upfront. What else could he find in space? Will it be so different compared to Outer tale? Could each space be different in the other rings or all connected? What about on Earth? In Heaven? The fabric of the universe-
"Mox, you have that deep thinking look."
Moxxie snap out of it and look at his Madre.
"What in that brain of yours this time?"
Moxxie blinks and shows a happy expression he rarely would let anyone see. The scarf drops to see a smile. "Want to see red moon Madre!"
Almost ran over a few screaming Imps at the adorableness of her child's face.
Over the past three, almost close to four, years now. Maria began to make a list of all the stuff her child likes and dislikes. The list of things the dislikes is still very long. Along with the neutral and tolerate list. But it has gotten better even just by the littlest of things. He defiantly likes/loves/possessive with his scarf and covered clothing, chocolate, sewing, gardening, animals, and space. Could say she in the list too but not going to base it off with people.
But anything that is space is almost at the top of the list. She still remembers her boy's reaction when he saw the clouds open to see the red moon. Even just looking through the binoculars I never saw such an awed expression. It was the best thing he was shown in his life! He looked so sad and depressed when the sky covered the moon when the festival was over.
The sewing was a bit surprising. Even at their age she didn't expect them to be so interested in it. Maria only knows the basics but it wasn't a skill she was focused on. She just brought them a few times to one of their town clothing, alteration and even sewing store called Hem and Go. Maria was just drop off to bottles of whiskey a few ladies who own and work the store. Those women can hold their alcohol quite well and nice to chat. Were the ones who gave her advice how to clean a scarf that Moxxie had. One day she, even the older ladies were taken back what happened next.
Moxxie use their tail to poke one the ladies. She was holding a thread, needle. Point at it.
"Do you want to try?"
Got a nod yes. Gave her a weary look if trying to get touchy but soon sees just giving them instruction by using their hands. Sure, they knew how to sew before but it was different to hear it from someone. Like almost being taught. Soon, the ground was doing hand-sewed stitches.
Moxxie missed this. It was different without their strings but can work with it.
All them, even the one who was showing Moxxie, were taken back. Maria blink as she watches Moxxie just content.
"He five, correct?"
"Yes.
"My, look so concentrated."
"I don't even think I was this focus at their age."
"Well, you are wearing glasses now your old wrench."
"Oh, can it Julie I at least not losing my hearing yet." Then she turned to look at Maria. "If you want. We could give them a starter kit. If they're still interested. But I do understand if you say no."
Maria blinked but understood what they meant. Sewing really wasn't 'masculine'. Over the years stereotypical titles have died down. It didn't mean they're still lot of rude asses around who shouldn't mind their business. These old ladies are set in certain ways. But not that rude of a jerk. Boy or girl thing. All they would spit at your faces. "I wouldn't mind if they like to keep doing it."
Moxxie was too dang pleased with the stuff they got. Even offered to come by when there not too busy at the store. Small lessons to not poke a finger. Only going to hear other versions of sewing. That's it.
Didn't seem to mind being a helper when it cooking. Which Maria thinks everyone should learn to do. Even just basics. Got to learn out here in Wrath. Just Moxxie was still very, very picky about eating. Besides the chocolate.
"Moxxie." Maria sighs as she smiles at them. On the counter stir the vegetables. A bottle by their side closely. "Were not putting chocolate drizzle on it."
Moxxie look like they got shot.
"Your overdramatic runt." Maria chuckled as she swiped it. "You can save this for after dinner."
A small grunt with their arms crossed as they look down. Eyes then widen when he felt something on their forehead. Eyes move up to see.
Maria gave Moxxie a forehead kiss.
That took Moxxie back. Sure, they started to slowly handle like being held by their tail, being hugged for time certain amount of time. Then when they started to call them Madre it felt like a big step. For themselves to accept this new life, reality and her as their parent. This was new for them. Different.
Maria pulls away as she smiles down at them. Her eyes soften at the wide eye expression. Pat their head as she presses her forehead against their own. As she stares at them.
Moxxie stare back not moving at all. Unaware how relaxed they started to be. Along with nuzzling her back. Why couldn't we have this in the past? Did they have something like this before being Error? It made them feel angry along with sadness. That they could have this with someone before.
Now they do it again even if it still terrifies them. Like it ready to be taken away from them any second.
"Never change my little feral one."
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Done!
Well, I got to see some changes, new moments and a kiss, from a parent. Hem and Go is the shop name lol.
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Until next time.
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