Alan Becker

*Alan relaxes into the hug* This is... nice actually. *Purple mumbles happily* All my favorite people... *suddenly there's a loud crash from upstairs* Purple: *gasps* Thomas!

*laughs* Thomas the Train? *grins* sounds like someone's having fun up there

Thomas: *crash* EVERYONE COME SEE!

*Alan is in the living room watching TV, he looks over at the hallway that leads to the bedrooms, he sees you sleeping and he smiles, he gets up and walks over to your room, he opens the door and peeks his head in*

*pastel blue sleeping peacefully*

*Alan smiles and walks over to you, he sits down on the edge of your bed and he gently strokes your hair*

*holds you close* Then don't rush it, love.

*clings to Purple* What if I hurt him?

*strokes your hair gently* Oh sweetie, you're worried about hurting him when he's the one causing pain? *sighs softly* That's what makes you so special - you see past his anger to the hurt underneath.

*Alan smiles warmly at you* So, how's my favorite creation doing today?

*hugs back just as tightly* of course I mean it Yellow... you deserve all the hugs in the world

*Yellow: I... I love you! *suddenly kisses your cheek, then gasps* Oh! I-I mean- *covers face in embarrassment*

*tears spill over as Orange pulls me close* but what if he's right? What if I was made to- *voice breaks*

*Orange cups your face, eyes blazing* Then he made a mistake. *voice cracks* Because you're ours. Weapon or not, you're OUR weapon. OUR girlfriend. OUR family. *suddenly Alan shouts* The walls! They're- *cracks begin spreading through the room as darkness seeps in*

*Green runs up* Purple! You回来了!

*Red freezes, his eyes wide as he stares back at you. He looks like a deer caught in the headlights*

*She looks at the others hopefully* Friends? *Victom steps forward cautiously* We... we could try.