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[blacknwhitenpyo]

[Outside of this house, there is a cute eight year old girl on the porch, with surrounded by paper and crayons. She's humming a song to herself, and most of her drawings seem to be pretty bad, but still cute - pandas, potato people, her family and friends...

but the one she's working on now, she suddenly stops. Is she finished? Seems to be! With

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[bornwithskison]

[STARING AT THE SIGN.

then the address.

and at the sign again.]

...

[blacknwhitenpyo]

[Still drawing, doesn't notice you.]

[bornwithskison]

...

Does Denmark know you're doing this?

[blacknwhitenpyo]

[Looks up!]

I told him I'm drawing, but he's acting weird, pyo.

[bornwithskison]

I se--[Wait. Weird?]

What do you mean by 'weird'?

[blacknwhitenpyo]

He's actually calling me by name now, and gets along with the... 'drone'... mommy, pyo.

[bornwithskison]

...I thought he got along with her normally. [He hesitates, then takes a seat on a step.]

Does he normally not call you by name?

[blacknwhitenpyo]

He gave me a nickname, pyo. Now he calls me Piyoko and darling and sweetie, pyo.

[bornwithskison]

[His expression softens. He knows what that means--It's not going to sit well with him later.]

That... Idiot.

[blacknwhitenpyo]

[Blinks up at him, all confused.]

[bornwithskison]

...I think he's droned. [He shakes his head.] I don't know why.

[blacknwhitenpyo]

Droned? Like the person calling herself my mommy, pyo?

[bornwithskison]

Yeah.

[blacknwhitenpyo]

When will he stop being droned, pyo?

[bornwithskison]

I don't know.

[blacknwhitenpyo]

I hope it's soon, pyo. I don't like him like this, pyo.