Feb 01, 2011 08:57
[Hachibe's been busybodying about quite a bit since recovering from the holidays, but he hasn't forgotten to check up on his friends and parts girls periodically in the process. He hasn't heard from Garnet for a while, so he decides to head over to her house to see if she's all right. Naturally, there's only a drone waiting there to greet him - a hollow shell of the girl he'd made such good friends with, who wants nothing at all to do with him or his weird ear fetish. After a short conversation ending in hurt feelings, slammed doors, and a slap in the face, Hachibe trudges home in the snow with a sad look on his face.]
Another one gone... I can't believe this stupid town. Does it have to take away everyone I care about?
[He takes the long way back to his house on Williams Street, not really feeling like heading home right away. Along the way, he forces himself to remember Garnet as she was before, trying not to think about how she's the third girl with one of his perfect parts to leave him since he came here. First Seychelles, then Iroha, and now this. Even the Major General was gone for a little while before she came back, leaving him without that lovely voice in the meantime. It's almost too much to take.
But then he looks up at the streetlights, their lamps lighting up for the evening almost in time with a revelation that hits him completely out of the blue. It's not as if the girls are gone completely - after all, Seychelles' feet, Iroha's breasts, and Garnet's ears still exist on the drones, exactly the same as they were before. So why is it that he's feeling so bad about them getting droned? 'Love the part, love the girl' has always been his creed, but maybe there's more to it than that. If he's sad even though the parts are still there... maybe there's some other emotions at work here.
He wastes no time in running back home and getting on the phone.]
[Phone; filtered to Charlotte Yeager]
Shirley! Are you there? It's Hachibe.
personal growth,
bawwwww garnet,
sad pervert in snow,
i wanna know what love is