Brass' POV

I woke up in a really warm blanket, my blanket isn't this warm? I sat up, looking around a room I didn't recognise...I must me dreaming, it was a nice dream. I lay back down and close my eye sockets for a moment before sitting back up and looking around. It's the same room? How did I get here? "You ok there Little man?" I turn to see Y/N still sitting at their desk in the same clothes. It wasn't a dream....They really did adopt me *sniff* I rubbed my tears away and felt my garud was gone. I really have a place to call *sniff* home, someone who will *sniff* love me and care for me *sniff* why can't I stop crying? "Brass?" Y/N was by my side so fast pulling me I to a hug. They so kind to me, I'm so happy.

"Brass sweety are you ok? Did you have a bad dream? Are you hurt?" They fire of question after question as they try and guess what's worng "I t-thought *sniff* this w-was all a-a dream. That *sniff* I-I was back at *sniff* t-the Bitty shop, I-I so h-happy I'm not" I closed my eye sockets and nuzzled into their hug more as I hear them let of a sigh of relief. I need to stop crying so much.....what if they get annoyed with...with how much I-I cry...and send me back?...oh no....Y/N wouldn't do that. . . Right?

"Ok it's 7am, want some breakfast little man?" They ask while picking me up, I nod as they carry me down stairs. Y/N has a nice house, it has there room, two other rooms and the walls are F/C with a black carpet all around the house. The front room has a tv in the corner of the room with two grey sofas with F/C fleeces on them. The dinning room is apart of the kitchen, the walls in here are black with white cabinets and F/C cubords. It's warm here, "ok what would you like for breakfast?" They ask I just shrug..."how how steak, with fried eggs and bread?" More meat! I nod my head really fast which makes Y/N giggle a bit. While they cook I take my time to look around my new home. There are drawings stuck to the walls here an there, all signed by Y/N, there all so good. I also notice a back garden has a light wooden deck with a roof, a pool and a little garden.

"Heres your breakfast Brass" It looks so good, the meat is blue like last night! "T-thank you" I say as I dig into my food "no problem little man" I wonder what we are gonna do today? Whatever it is, it'll be fun. I just know it. Once I finsh I say "d-done" they smile and put my plate in the dishwasher, "ok I still need to work. So if you want you can watch t.v. while I get some work done" Do they not want to do something together? Maybe I'm being to clingy....I am aren't I. They need to work, I can't get in the way or......or I'll go back..."Brass?" They ask worried "t-tv p-please" They nod and pick me up and take me into the front room.

After they put me on a sofa they explain how the t.v. works and what programs they think I'd like. After that they explain how they would be up stairs if I needed something and to come get them if I did. So now I'm watching Stranger Things? Wired... I've flipped though lots of programmes and soon I feel my eye sockets get heavy.....something is shaking me, Y/N? I can hear lots of voices. It's loud, my face feels weird. My garud it's back on? When did Y/N put it back on? I thought they trusted me? I open my eye sockets to see a glass wall....no..no, no,no ,no. I can't be, this can't be real. The chocolate bar is in front of me as lots of people ignore me and take the other bittys away and left me all alone...

Y/N......"Y/N!" I scream where are they! Did they take me back? I-I *sniff* was good, I thought I-I was good.

"Stop crying ya brat"...
"Look at that thing"....
"Its so dangerous"....
"High risk *tsk* you'd have to pay for someone to take that"...

"Y-Y/N?" I'm scared, I can't shut what the people are saying out. "Y/N w-where are you?"

"EWWW!"
"Mommy! It's scary!
"CAN'T YOH KEEP THAT THING IN THE BACK?"
"WORTHLESS"
"Stupid"
"FUCKING CRYBABY"
"Don't Touch It! It Bites!"
"Put It Down!"
"Gross.....I can't even look at it"

W-Why are they s-so mean? *sniff* I can feel tears run down my cheeks as the humans keep saying horrible things. It's not ture *sniff* I-its not t-ture "Y/N!"

"SHUT UP"
"Brass?"
"Stupid"
"Ugly"
"Awww it's crying how disgusting"

No! I-i'm not, i-i'm *sniff* I'm adorable! Y/N said so themself. T-They wouldn't lie!

"Wake up"
"They did"
"Lier"
"YOU NEVER LEFT"
"Y/N? Who's that?"
"You made them up, you was dreaming"
"NOW YOUR AWAKE"
"Awake"
"Brass!

I snap wake and sink my teeth into the fist thing I can get a hold on and dig my teeth in deep. I hear someone hold in a scream, it turns into more of a whimper, blood...I can teast Blood. It's not ....is it?...."s-shhh i-its ok Brass. Y-you're safe, i-it was j-just a bad dream" Some one is hugging me, there shaking too. "Shhh j-just breath, i-in and o-out, that's right l-like that. I-in a-an out s-shhh" by this point I'm calm...calm enough to realise what I've done, I've bite Y/N! I hurt Y/N. What have I done? They won't want me anymore. This is it, I messed uo so bad "Its ok, you didn't mean to. It was a nightmare." I let go of their arm from my mouth and cry more.

Y/N's POV (starting from this morning)

It's about 6:55am, I haven't slept yet. Most likely won't untill tomorrow or something. I hear movement next to me and see Brass sit up, aww. He looks around then lays back down, mood though. However it's not long before hes up again and looks around the room again..."You ok there Little man?" He look at me and starts to cry. Oh no, I'm fast my his side and pulling him into a hug "Brass sweety are you ok? Did you have a bad dream? Are you hurt?" Please be ok, You're to sweet to be crying, it makes me want to cry.

"I t-thought *sniff* this w-was all a-a dream. That *sniff* I-I was back at *sniff* t-the Bitty shop, I-I so h-happy I'm not" I see him close his eye sockets and nuzzled into my hug more as I let out a sigh of relief. I just glad he's ok and not hurt, that dream must have been bad. I look over at the clock and notice the time, he must be hungry "Ok it's 7am, want some breakfast little man?" I ask while picking him up, he nod as I carry him down stairs and into the kitchen. Once I get to the kitchen I put him down on to a chair, he has pillows to he can reach the table. What to make though...he likes meat....maybe "ok what would you like for breakfast?" I ask but he just shrugs. I take a moment to think "how how steak, with fried eggs and bread?" That makes him excited as he nods his head really fast which makes me giggle a bit, just just so cute.

While I cook I think about all the work I was able to get done, 2 more commissions and got a lot of clean up work for Adems project. I'll be getting paied for that next week. The ommissions got me £229 not much but not bad....ok his breakfast is done, I dish it up on a plate and give to it him "Heres your breakfast Brass" he seems happy to get it, I hope he likes it "T-thank you" I hear him say as he digs into his food "no problem little man" while he eat I think about what I need to get done today, first Is the rest of the clean up from 2 hours ago, I need to finish my project the deadline for that is in two days and I might make it if I....either stop sleeping or eating...I love too much so no sleep for a while, eh. As I was thinking I bearly hear Brass say "d-done" he smiles at me and

I smile back as I put his plate in the dishwasher, "ok I still need to work. So if you want you can watch t.v. while I get some work done" as soon as I say that he looks down. Did he want to watch? I just thought the tv would be more interesting..."Brass?" I ask worried If he wants to he can watch me work..."t-tv p-please" he says quickly so nod and pick him up and take me into the front room. I ask if he's sure and he nods.

After I put me on a sofa I explain how the t.v. works and what programs I think He'd like, Cooking shows, Stranger Things, American Pickers and stuff . Once I explain that, I tell him I would be up stairs if he needed something he could come get me, as I wouldn't be listening to music I'll be able to hear him.

With that I head up to my desk and start to work, ok it's 08:05am time to work. Drawing like this for ages can get dull after a while, so I do commissions as breaks, it makes me small money and keeps my creatively flowing. It's easy to just stop *ring, ring* Its Adem. I anwser him and put him on speaker.

Me: Sup Bitch you alive?

Stupid: hah ha ha, sadly yes.

Me: You doing ok, or just board?

Stupid: I'm stuuuuuuck, Sence 5 clip 508b to 656b has me stumped!

Me: what is it?

Stupid: the three female triplets are having a sword fight with black breads crew, that bit. There's a part where Dakota throws her sword at three men and shots them all dead with her two guns that she pulls from her boots. I have to draw that In 5 seconds! FIVE SECONDS

Me: I'm looking at it now, fuck....that needs work...I have to admit I can't wait for this movie to be Finished. Ok calm ya pretty little head. Swap work, I'm tagging you out and sending you what I need done today.

Stupid:THAAAAAAAAANK YOOOOOU! THIS IS WHY I LOVE YOU! Oh I could cry right now...or pass out, I'll decide which one later on.

Me: yeah, yeah just make sure you get my work down and I'll get yours done deal.

Stupid: Deal!

Boss: Is that what you two do when you have work you can't do?

Stupid:.....shit.....

Me: I'm on speaker aren't I?

Boss: yeap, well if it means progress I'm not bothered as long as it gets done to the professional level I expect from you both.

Stupid: You got Boss.

Me: Roger that squadron leader.

With that I carry on fixing this part of the animation, Dakota is my favourite character In this and I live for her sass. It good to see strong females leads in animation. The triplets born and raised in Africa set out to be the best pirates the Caribbean has ever seen, Dakota is the Youngest of the three and has the best hair, my opinion of cause. She wears a lot of F/C and her hat has a big bright blue and Cyan feather on it.

It's 13:45pm now, I'm not done but I've done a lot...with how I'm working I should be done by 19:00. Inculding feeding Brass of cause and checking up on him "Y/N!" Was that him? I lean back on my chair as it gos quite. Maybe I heard it in my head? Oh well he needs eat lunch anyway. Maybe I'll make a steak Jambilai for dinner tonight for him. I get up and start to make my way down stairs "Y-Y/N?" Ok now I heard that "Y/N w-where are you?" I walk over to him and see him asleep on the sofa tossing and turning "Y/N!" He screams and starts to cry. I pick him up and bring him Into a hug with his back to my chest so not to smother him " Brass? Wake up sweety" I try to wake him more as he struggles more, My foster Mum told me this was a good way to calm someone who has having a nightmare, hold them and try to wake them.

He keeps shouting my name and crying more, it must be really bad...is he scared of me that much? Is that one of the reasons he crys so much? "Brass!" With a gasp he wakes up graps my (less dominant arm) and bite is hard, sinking his teeth into my arm. It takes everything not to scream but it comes out as a loud whimper, there's a lot of blood, but he keeps his teeth in place. He's shaking and so am I, he must be so scared "s-shhh i-its ok Brass. Y-you're safe, i-it was j-just a bad dream" he tenses up when I speak, he must me able to hear me now. With how he is breathing he must be having a panic attack "Shhh j-just breath, i-in and o-out, that's right l-like that. I-in a-an out s-shhh" I get him to copy my breathing slow and steady, just like that.

Once he's calm it's clear he's a bit more aware of what is going on as he starts to panic again and crying more "Its ok, you didn't mean to. It was a nightmare." He lets go of my arm and cry more as I pull him closer " You're ok, w-whatever you was d-dreaming about isn't real" it is taking everything not to cry right now. I keep taking to him, letting him know he'sok, he didn't do anything worng, that's he's safe and that he's not going anywhere.

Half an hour passes it's 14:15pm and he is calm again, I need to patch myself up and clean up later. Good thing it's on the blankets and not the sofa it's self, I pick him up notice the front of him is covered in blood. I'll have to get him new clothes, that was on the to do list today, he'll just have to borrow one of my tops for now. With my good arm I set him at the table and get the first aid kit....I'm gonna need to stich this up. The One good think about living is lots of different foster homes, is that I have a lot of strings on my bow. Aka I have a lot of different skills. Stitching my arm won't be a problem.First I need to clean it......Vodka will do, I scream a bit while biting into a tea towel as I clean it. However now that it's clean, it's clear to see I won't need stitches "Y-Y/N c-can i-i *sniff* my g-gaurd back?" All I need to do is bandage it up and check on. With the bite more on the inside of my arm and wrist, it's close to important vains. Which It why it bleed so much "n-no sweety, you d-don't need it" nearly done now " B-but I-I *sniff* h-h-hurt you!" Done.

I walk over to him and pull him into a hug "That wasn't your fault, you had a night terror, there is nothing to be sorry about, ok?" I give his skull lots of little kisses and we stay like that for a bit, "Safe to say your not hungry?" He nods and nuzzles his skull into my shoulder. I hum a bit as I walk around a the bottom level of my house "ok if we are not gonna eat, we need to get you watched up and you can watch me work. Is that ok?" He nods and stays silent as he tries to not cry.

10 minutes pass, Brass is now clean and in one of my F/C tops and now on my lap as I finish my work, I talk to him while I do this, making sure he's ok and checking if he's hungry or now.

At 18:54pm I order Chinese and ask for the steak is cooked blue while I get chicken.

At 17:40pm the food is here and we eat it in my room.

At 19:30pm the food has been all eaten, Brass has passed out and is now in bed.

At 20:50pm I'm nearly done, Adem has been asked for it 10 minutes ago, I told him what happened over call, with my head phones on. He understood and was worried if it was safe to keep him. It was and Adem soon got that.

At 22:00pm I was done, my hand was shaking and my arms both hurt so much.

At 22:10pm I had sent the work to Adem, he loved it and said he owned me dinner out with Brass.

At 22:14pm I passed out on my desk.