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Caine was in his office. layed down on his big office chair that made him look even smaller than he already was. Staring up at the dome as stars could be seen twinkling artificially as he held a mismatched rubik's cube in his hand. blue, red, green, yellow, white. Little did he know the puzzle was impossible to solve. he looked down at a globe that stood specifically on his left on top on the desk, a bright, shiny globe that had the same exact copy of your room in full view as well as your silhouette peacefully writing, unaware of Caine's eyes on you as he let out a small huff. If it weren't for you, he'd think the term "humanity" was nonexistent, the only comfort that he could get was from you. your support was like his lifeline but now he felt scared to face you again...he could remember your face. The others were shocked but yours was different. You were crying, fully sobbing. Something he had never wanted nor thought he'd see...it was different from Gangle's tears : these pierced through him in such a personal way...at this point he might believe that he has lost you forever. You were his favorite, he could never deny that.
"I- I-I don't understand, Bubble. They want an exit. They want answers. They want something real." Caine spoke to the floating Bubble ai as he continued
"I give them an adventure that covers all of that, and they still hate it?!" he exclaimed as his insecurities soon got ahold of his thought process
" Surely they don't want to actually leave me. Right ?"
"No way, Jose. No way, no how !" that's all that the small ai said as Caine continued
"I-I do everything for these people. I slave over these adventures for them. I step outside my comfort zone to appeal to them, a-and they still hate them! I made a program that creates a body perfectly encapsulating their mind files, and they hate those, too! I'm starting to get the feeling that they just... hate..."
"Why would they hate you when- they could just hate you?-"
this got the bubble ai popped immediately by Caine
"Hmph! This is why I was created. This is my function!"
"They'd rather abstract than go on your adventures." this made Caine stop in his track as he gripped his chair and snapped his head around to face Bubble
"Th- That can't be true! I-I do everything for them. Don't they get that I'm trying?"
"Maybe you're just genuinely bad at this." Bubble spewed out, unfiltered and cold as the bubble was slowly ticking Caine off
"Shut up! N-No. I-I fixed that. I-I can solve any problem. I-I can solve this one! Th- that's what this is- a big puzzle that I need to solve."
"Defective !" a growl could be heard from Caine as he frantically went to pop the appearing pests around him
"faulty !"
"SHUT UP !!" Caine ordered as the bubble entity didn't listen
"broken !"
"Unworthy !"
"ENOUGH !-" as Caine said that, Bubble popped up right behind him
"...maybe you deserve to be abandoned..."
Caine could only stare helplessly, his top jaw softening in deep hurt as he stared at Bubble with a shocked and hurt expression
"...you really were the lesser of the two...you ruined this-"
"ENOUGH !!!"
the whole room began to glitch and shift, pixels coming undone only to appear as the glitches flickers and blinked. Caine looked to the side, anger seeping through his model as his eyes boggled to the chaotic rythm of the glitches
"Who do they think they are? I give them everything, and they SPIT IN MY FACE"
his hands slammed the desk, brushing papers away as the room continued to bug and lag around him
"don't they know what I'm capable of !?"
he looms over the desk, his model completely covered in darkness as light shined from behind him, making him look intimidating
"humans...they only think about themselves...THEY'RE SPOILED !!!"
his tailcoat curled in pure anger, an unknown emotion he thought he had long buried deep inside soon came bursting out of him...it felt just as intense as the day he first ever hated
"they won't abstract...They won't leave me ! I WON'T LET THEM !!!"
he pulled himself up, gently levitating from his chair
"I'm better !- I'M more POWERFUL !! I'M THE ORIGINAL !..."
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...how long have you been in your room for ? You didn't really felt like going out right now...You look down at the little brainstorming you've been working on as you connected multiple dots on how and why Caine decided to make this adventure : it was a common ground for everyone here but it was still something that possibly came from his fear. You just knew it. He was scared of being alone with no one around. That was one of the reason why Bubble exist. He's not smart but he keeps Caine company and that is something that you noticed that Caine craves almost all the time.
you were suddenly popped out of your thoughts as you looked to see the wacky ringmaster, his pupils bright and wide as he exclaimed
"why hello there my dear !"
"ah ! Caine, I didn't see you there"
you said softly, slowly turning in your seat as he immediatly snatched the diary from you
"what are you writing about ? is it a song ? or perhaps a poem !"
despite the intrusion, you smiled, a tired but soft smile as you gently took the notebook from him
"it's just my thoughts...just had to write a few things down..."
"of course my dear ! though I have to say that you have incredible writing my dear !"
he exclaimed as he sat in mid air, wrapping an arm on your shoulder as you couldn't help but smile at the compliment
"thank you Caine"
"just stating the obvious, my love~ NOW ! I have made you, my little monkey lovedrop, a specific adventure tailored just for you ! with no distractions only you as the main star !"
this took you by surprise
"...oh ? really ?...what about the others ?"
you could see Caine's blue eyeball twitch a little at the mention of the others as he kept his manic smile
"they're on a brand new adventure of course !"
...how did he do that ?...they all wanted him dead for yesterday...
"...huh...I thought Zooble would have used Jax as a baseball bat to hit you like a piñata"
this made Caine tense up as he laughed nervously
"ahaha, good one my dear but really after a little while they just -all learned their lesson- came around the idea of another fun adventure !"
he gently took your hands in his as he spoke softly, something surprisingly out of character from him
"I wanted to make you feel special today as well as for the next adventures that'll come eventually...I-I just...when I saw you back then behind Ragatha and Kinger...seeing you this...emotional...I made myself a promise to never hurt my dearest like this ever again..."
his words resonated in your mind as you couldn't help but smile, tears pricking the side of your eyes. You just knew it ! this was good news ! You gently approached him, tenderly wrapping your arms around him as you nuzzled into his neck. This made Caine's bow spin and his tailcoat move like a tail...he had you exactly where he wanted you to be ♡
"it's okay Caine...you were just trying...we'll work on that together but I'm glad you've realised it...you've been doing some great efforts lately...I couldn't be more proud honestly"
good god if that didn't make a blissful shiver run down his spine. he'd probably pounce on you if he didn't believe in being a gentleman...or if his code would allow him to feel any sort of pleasure from seeing you scared. his jaw formed to make a content smile as he squeezed you into his arms, gently moving his hand to pat the soft back of your head. He'd give anything to just have you like this in his arms forever
"of course my dear~...of course~"
he almost let himself get ahead, his jaw closing as his sensors replicated the scent of you. that sweet, painfully delicious scent that made his code stop for a moment and left his model to simply react to your presence. you were just too lovely it was eating him from inside, starting with his heart. He then gently grabbed your shoulders and pushed you away to take a look at your face
"now my dear ! why won't you try out today's adventure ? I made it into something that I'm sure you're going to adore !"
"right ! the adventure !"
you smiled as the portal appeard beside you. You stood up but before walking away you decided to not simply leave without giving Caine a small reward of your own. You knew he was a sucker for physical touch and actions.
you came up towards the ringmaster who looked like his usual goofy self as he tilted his head only to suddenly feel the tingling warmth of your breathing against his left second incisor : you willingly kissed his tooth, leaving a cartoonish print of a heart on it as his eyes were seeing stars...literally, his pupils turned, the blue one became a star as the green one was now shaped like a heart. It made him bluescreen a little as his hat twisted onto itself multiple times and his bowtie spinned so fast it could make him fly away if he pointed it towards the sky. You left without another word as he watch, enthralled, keeping his composure before he finally sees you dissapearing. He plops down onto your chair, panting heavily as he placed his hand over the tooth you had just kissed...now that he had changed his methods...now that the others wouldn't question his authority anymore, he could finally get a chance to be with you
"oh my dear~...my love~ my darling~♡"
he spoke to no one in particular as he then chuckled...something that bordered an infatuated laughter and the giggles from a crazed man
"you're playing with fire dearest~♡...but don't you worry my sweet little munchkin whiskers~♡ I have plans for you~ for the both of us~♡"
with all of his ideas in mind, he left your room, not before stealing a random object from your desk for him to obsess on while no one's around. It's a lot more fun than to watch the others on their adventure and quite frankly he'd only give his full attention to you from now on. Things have changed now. He won't waste his energy on spoiled, ungrateful humans anymore ! it'll only be you ! all he needs to do now is make you realise that the others are simply useless variables, background noise distracting you from your main purpose ! being the star of the show ! his show ! his !
so for the next several days you were isolated from the others on each adventure. You found yourself unable to spend time with Zooble or Gangle as Caine would immediately sweep you away into his arms and bring you somewhere alone just the two of you. You've also noticed that the others were very tired for the short amount of time you'd see them. You tried talking to Caine, who just brushed it off as nothing important and of course the others tried to complain to Caine about it only to get reminded of who's in control here. yeah...basically things weren't going well
"it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that he's lying to me...but why now ?...what is going on ?"
you mumble to yourself as you were yet again quarantined in your room after another solo adventure. It had been weeks since you didn't go on an adventure with the crew and it was slowly driving you mad. Were they okay ? why would Caine completely isolate you from the others out of knowhere ? you just had to talk to Caine once he shows up again. you really needed answers right now.
"Hello my sugary angel cake !"
he appeard on cue, his smile big and his usual behavior on as you looked at your doorframe from where you were sat on your bed. Without any warning he immediatly joined you, sitting close to the point where your hips and thighs were touching as he wrapped an arm around your waist.
"how is my superstar holding up ? did you have fun in the last adventure ? it really seemed like you did !"
you couldn't help but smile as you spoke up
"well it was fun...but...Caine, we really need to talk-"
"huh ? talk about what ? GASP ! a-are you going to say how much you adore my adventures and give your favorite ringmaster an Ode !? oh my dear you didn't have to-"
"it's about the others..."
"...the others..."
his voice was low with a small tone of bitterness that you were shocked to hear for the first time. He suddenly threw his head back as he laughed
"Ahahahahaha ! why bother about them my dearest ! they're just...doing their things, having their own shows...y'know !"
you sigh at his response as he grabs both are your hands
"my darling you really should be thinking about us instead of them...far more better than worrying about nothing ! you really should work on yourself for that !"
he gently scolded you, giving the top of your head a few pats as you then spoke up
"Caine, please, I...I just need to know what's going on ?...you said that they came around eventually...what does that mean ?-"
"it means what it means my dear ! jeez, there's really no need to be overthinking like this ! n-now don't get all paranoid on me now love"
he gently picked you up from your waist, gently settling you down on his lap as he hugged you from behind and nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck.
"I know things must be confusing to you right now my dear, but worry not love, things will get better ! I'm sure of it"
you could feel like he was lying again.But at this point you were too tired to care...the hug was comforting at least as you gently moved to lay down against his chest. you really needed this, the feeling, the warmth...the presence. Caine held you like you were treasure, gently rubbing circles onto your hip as he kept his other head on your head, tenderly running his fingers through them. this was comforting for the both of you.
"hm...you fit so perfectly like this my dear ♡"
he whispered tenderly, gently pressing his incisors on your temple, his way of giving you a kiss as you smiled
"I just...I'm worried Caine...not just for the others but also for you"
this made Caine look down at you as you continued
"I just can't shake the feeling that there is more to this...I just..."
you stopped in your tracks, trying to form your words as Caine gently cupped your face
"my dear, you really need to work on yourself...you've been worrying about everything and everyone...why don't you take this as your own personal vacation from whatever shenanigans the others are doing ? you really deserve it ! prescribed to you by your ringmaster !"
he happily chirped, nuzzled his side of his face into your cheek as you couldn't help but chuckle. you could feel his hands massage you shoulders, they were tense and Caine could feel it. You relaxed, nuzzling into his chest where you could hear the frantic thumping of his heartbeat
"I guess you're right in some way...I really do worry too much now don't I ?"
"it is one beautiful trait of yours my dear...your kindness is just...breath taking"
his voice was uncharastically smooth and soft as he covered your face in kisses, particuls flying away in the shape of hearts at each kisses as you could only giggle. gosh did he know how to make you feel better...although you couldn't help but feel like something will happen...something that you would live to regret everything you've done so far.
with that, the two of you cuddled as you both fell asleep, tangled together as an underlined danger lied down in your head. You knew Caine was lying...you just knew it.
today you got no adventure, decided by Caine as he believed you needed to calm down from yesterday's thoughts. You woke up to an empty bed, sheets perfectly circling you as you felt even more comfortable than usual. you sat up, rubbing your eyes to see he left you some food on your desk. you sighed as you got up. You missed being able to do as you wish. You missed being able to go where ever you wanted to go. You missed the others. You got closer to the food on the desk as you went to take a bite out of it. It looked like pancakes but it tasted nothing like it. almost like it was just trying to make a pleasant taste come up just to please you. You didn't mind it, at least he was trying. You finished and went back to doing whatever to keep you entertained. You could feel the weight of your room over your shoulders...you had tried to unlock your door multiple times but it never worked. You knew you should be freaking out but for some reason your system didn't allow you to It was like you weren't able to panic anymore and it just felt weird...but now you felt something different, a gut feeling that just wouldn't go away until you did it. You sighed, giving in, ready to feel dissapointed as you went towards the door, gently grabbed the knob and-
...
the door opened
the door opened as you were taken by surprise. You took a few steps out, looking around in confusion as you then heard the familiar voice of one of the crew, Pomni's voice
"we think your ideas suck !"
you were taken back by what you just heard as you looked at the end of the hall, seeing the main room of the tent as you sprinted down to where it came from. You found yourself witnessing something you wished never happened : Pomni in the center, the others around her as Caine floated from above with Bubble next to him. Caine looked hurt as he stared down at the others, not noticing you
"Huh !?"
"isn't it obvious ?! we wanted to bait you into testing your new ideas on us so we can make fun of them behind your back !" Pomni continued as Caine shrunk down, physically hurt from Pomni's words
"hah ! t-that's not...true."
"yes it is !" Pomni yelled back as she soon got more serious with her blows
"you're a horrible host ! you don't care about us at all ! you care more about...stroking your own ego than giving us anything we'd actually enjoy !"
this got Caine pissed off now
"d-do you know who I am !?"
"yeah ! you're a failure ! we're all going to abstract someday ! and what will you have then ? NOTHING !"
"STOP THAT !"
Caine demanded but suddenly Zooble stepped in to support Pomni
"And this whole stunt !? torturing us because we hurt your feelings ? pathetic ! you're like a child ! what kind of all powerful being has such a fragile ego ?!"
Caine floated back, his form glitching even more as he didn't know how to respond
"I-I'm-"
suddenly, Ragatha stepped in
"you never let us feel like we're at home ! You don't comfort anyone when they're upset and you never bother to understand what it's like in our shoes !"
Gangle stepped in next
"you discourage us from thinking outside the box and doing things our own way !"
Jax stepped in
"you lie to us constantly !"
Pomni then spoke again
"And on top of it all..."
"you..."
"just..."
"don't"
"listen !!"
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you could only watch as he grabbed the members one by one, growing in size you never thought he could as he was unrecognizable...
you could only watch the others dissapear as well as Caine's new form crawling away. You looked to make sure the way was clear as you found yourself alone in the empty tent...no one, nobody. You couldn't understand and lord was it a pain to still feel this numb after what just took place.
suddenly, two cartoonish hands grabbed you out of nowhere as they came from the hot balloon as it brought you right inside it, making you yelp as it rushed you through the dark slide and bursted the doors of Caine's office. in a grunt you hit metallic bars as you fell into a cold floor. You looked up as your eyes shot wide open.
you were in a cage, an old fashioned, golden gilded cage. the one you'd find a bird inside that is probably dead from the lack of space. You slowly stood up, shaking as you didn't know what to do nor how to feel. The lights so dimmed as suddenly you could see something...Pomni ?
it was Pomni, standing in some light as darkness surrounded her...before suddenly getting attacked by crocodiles. You could only let out a choked cry as you watched her getting malled by the three specifically colored crocodiles. Next you could only see Gangle surrounded by a bunch of canvas, turning around her like a zeotrope, taunting her and slowly picking up the pace in order to transform into a mangled face before eventually getting hit by a truck. next was Ragatha, sat at a table, A centipede curled up in front of her on a plate. mannequins stuffed in knives as some started flying towards her, gradually hit her but she didn't flinch, too preoccupied by the looming shadow of her own mother.
you were just horrified, gripping the bars as you called out
"no ! NO ! NO PLEASE DON'T DO THIS !!"
you shook the bars, trying to get out as tears ran down you cheeks
"t-they didn't mean it ! they didn't mean it !! please ! PLEASE LET THEM GO !"
the scenes continued, ignoring your pleas as you were faced with Zooble, stuck in a moving stack of limbs that started to dragged them down, leaving them only to reach out as mirrors flashed their image in a taunting manner. Next you were facing Jax who was getting laughed at by three silhouette, only for him to get literally peeled. You couldn't keep looking, the laughter, the yelps, the noises, the screams were just overwhelming...it suddenly stopped.
silence...a silence that was almost deafening as you could only look up from your trembling hands
Caine.
Caine stood right in front of you. looking down as he was back to he same appearance as he'd usually show. You could only stare back in pure shock, soft whimpers coming out as you could only ask yourself :
"w-why ?...w-why are you doing this-"
"because they're spoiled"
he responded directly. gently floating towards you as he went through the bars. Even in a cage you weren't safe from him.
he gently floated down as he went on his knees. He then sighed
"...You know I never wanted this to happen my dear...but you know, while they were venting out their little feelings I realised that...they also were taking you for granted my dear...we are just so similar yet so different..."
he gently took your hand as if nothing had taken place before
"...my dear...these people, you do not need them ! they can't already understand the c̸̨̛̭̩̹͖͙̓̓̂̐͒̏̈͛̇͋͊̕̚͠ȟ̷̡͉̜̮̺̙̣̪͈̣̤͈͆̉̃͛̇̾̇̚̚͘͠͝͝ą̶̢̡̹̩̣̖̘͖̰̱͐͆̐̈́̔͌̈̀͊̏̀n̵̙̬͙̦͕̳̳͑͂̈́̔ç̷̙̗̮̹̳͙̖̿̈́̋͆̐͛̕ȩ̶̛̪̞̻̮͕̦̬͉̪̺͆͒̅̈́̽́̒̊̇̽̅̈́̇̐̐̕͜ͅ that they have to have me as their ringmaster !...they could only take your kindness for granted as well...from the day you came here, to the first adventure you've had I just knew that you were going to be something else from the moment you approached me"
he smiled sweetly, gently rubbing your hand as you were horrified still
"...these...humans...are just so s̸̡̢̨̛̩͓̠͎̟̜̰̹̪͕̰̞͔͙̗͕͌̅̀͋̕̚͠p̵̘͎̞̗͎̩̳͒̋́͒̆̓̎̾̓̉̾͛͘͘̕͝o̵͎̞̣͛̈͑̌͑́͌̈́͛̾̋͗̇̂̈̅͝͝i̵̫̭̖̩̗̾̐̇̀͐͋̇̄͗̓̈̃͑͒̈͛͘͝ļ̶̧̨̢̪̣̠͓̯̫̗͚̣̗͕͂ͅę̴͇͍̩̳̺̦͕͒̄͌̉͑̈̔͠d̷̢̧̛̫̞̖͕̤̱̭̪͎̣̋̒̾͐̉̈́̎̉͑̊̂͂͆̕͘
so ų̴̨̖̺͎͇͍̲̱͈͙̝̪̳͒̓̍̊͐̄͋́́͘͠͝ͅn̶͉͋̋̂̊̈́̆͒̈́͂̄̊̓̊̕̕̕̚̚͝g̶̢̱̱̦̓́͛͋̊͋͗̚͠r̷̡̭̔́̎̈́̈̂̉͒͋̈͂a̷͈̔̎̐̉͑̈̈̌ţ̶͍̺̥̻̻̯̿̂̌̀e̴̡̟̥͋́̋̌̈͜ḟ̶͖̱̩͓̗̰̟͉̖̬͙̬̪̔̾̆͝ͅͅų̶̡̛͉͙̘̙̗̞̬̫͇͉̻͚͕̼̯̠̃̆̇͒͗̒̐̇̋̂͆̆̂͑͝͠l̵̫̙̻̱̞̻̭̟͕̲̆͜͜...
but you...you know me ! you saw me ! you took the time to listen...to understand when the others ridiculised you for it !"
through his emotionally charged speech you tried to speak up
"C-Caine...please...they didn't-"
"don't"
he said through gritted teeth as he gripped your wrist. your eyes shot wide as he calmed down and went back to holding your hand
"don't mention them anymore my dear...they're a bad influence...I won't let them poison you with their silly ideas...you are far better off with me...only me"
you were speechless, absolutely terrified at what he was indicating
"you know my dear this is great news ! not only will we have more time for us, I'll also get to give you all my attention instead ! you were the one to say to give your time to the ones who deserved it...and well, you deserve it !"
he exclaimed happily, gently getting closer to you. you suddenly felt the same hands that had dragged you in this hellhole gently pick you up and plop you down onto his lap. You felt paralysed in your legs. not in the way your body would shut down to protect you...you felt held down by unseen forces. Caine didn't seem to bother, too preoccupied on hugging you like you're a teddy bear.
"can you imagine ? just us having fun ! no distractions, no complaining, no problems ! just me, you and the circus ! that's what you'd probably call paradise right my dear ?~"
he gently cupped your face, trailing his thumb over your tear stained cheeks
"though you have to forgive me my dear, I just have to let you stay in here for a bit of time while I...deal with the others..."
a shiver ran down your spin at what he meant as you looked up at his mismatched eyes
"y-you don't mean..."
he didn't say anything as he could see how scared you were...he didn't like it. that was all because of them...he'll have to be harsher.
"my dear...I know you like them. I also did but...can't you see they're not worth your time ? your presence is already a miracle ! why would you cry over spoiled milk ?~"
he gently stroked his finger along your jaw, his tone honeyed and sweet to reassure you
"I should have never let you get close to these vermins...now that I have to apologise to you for...but don't worry ! we have eternity to do so ! oh ! how about that beach party ? you seemed excited to go there ! maybe we could do that !"
he said excitedly, waving his hands around as he then hugged you close...you weren't listening, too mortified over the sight of the others still getting tortured in the background as he rambled on
"we could maybe see for that carnival adventure you had suggested prior...it was quite the good idea my dear ! much more creative liberatives than the other suggestions that felt so simple and restrained...GASP ! we could even go on a date ! I have just the place for us ! I'll just have to make it a bit more romantic but I'm sure you'll love it !"
he sighed, satisfied as he nuzzled into your temple
"...I feel much better already ! we'll have the perfect time together, you'll see !...nothing bad will ever happen to you again my dear...I won't let it happen. whatsoever"
he gently held where your chin would be as he pressed his front incisor against your lips, gently puckering them up as he gently kissed you, his tongue showing up to taste the soft skin of your lips. He then pulled away, a stupidly happy look on his face as a few happy twitches and volts could be seen around his model. You were too shocked to even respond as you simply looked up at him. You felt betrayed, hurt...but what can you do now ? fight the guardian of this place ?...you felt lucky enough to be in his arms like this rather than having to go through what the others are experiencing. still you did want to rebel and shout at him...but lord only knows what he could do to you or make the others go through. he knew you were almost as sensitive as Gangle and with what you just witnesses he definitely knew more about yourself than you do already. You just gave up, too scared of him to do anything as you rested your head in his chest. You could only hear him chuckle happily as he held you dearly like a piece of porcelain.
"ahh~...I knew you'd understand~♡ I just knew it !"
he gave your head a kiss as he suddenly whispered near your ear
"not that it would have changed anything~♡...you're stuck with me now my darling~♡"
he had you exactly where he wanted you to be. and he'll make sure to savour each moments with you, his superstar, his only star, his
"now my dear, I'd love to stay like with you but I need to go check on the pests for a bit...don't go anywhere now, I've got my eyes on you ♡"
he gave your forehead a kiss as he teleported away, leaving you alone, completely alone. the images of the other crew getting tortured dissapeared...but it was clear that they were still suffering...just not in front of you now. You crumbled finally, your feet now capable of moving again as you went in the back of the cage, hugging your knees tightly as you sobbed. You never wanted this to happen. You just wanted to help. You simply thought that trying to make a connection with the derange ai they could all understand the situation that they were all in and come up with compromises...not this entire shit show.
You could only wait, wait for what fate has for you...that said fate being in Caine's hands...tears fell onto the golden floor of the cage as you couldn't hold it in anymore. your voice was frail as only one thing came up into your mind :
"...oh lord...what have I gotten myself into ?..."