(No ones POV)

About four days have passed since (y/n)'s father died. Since then, (y/n) has locked himself in his house and refuses to talk to anyone. In fact, to be more precise, since Queen Celena gave him the sad news, (y/n) simply turned away from everyone. Some people say that they have seen lights coming from his home but nobody is sure about what that is about. 

The members of the magical high commission were preparing the funeral for their good friend, Adam. Everyone was really shocked to discover that Adam had not died because of his illness. The cause of Adam's death was poisoning. Someone mixed poison along with Adam's medicine when (y/n) was not in the room to take care of his father. Even though Adam was poisoned, (y/n) couldn't help but feeling guilty. It's as if he was blaming himself for what happened. 

Adam's funeral will take place in a couple of days and Queen Celena would like her friend's son to be there. But regardless of efforts, (y/n) refuses to leave his home. But fortunately, the queen had a small ace up her sleeve.

Hekapoo: You want me to what?

Hekapoo and Queen Celena were talking in the throne chamber. Queen Celena decided to take some advantage of the fact that Hekapoo was someone "close" to (y/n). This action may sound a bit manipulative... And it is. But Celena knew that (y/n) would not be able to recover from his father's death if he continued to lock himself in his house.

Celena: I want you to talk with (y/n) in the most affectionate way possible.

Hekapoo: Em... (y/n) is a cool guy and all. But... why do I have to be "affectionate?"

Celena: Oh! Well, since you two are VEEEERY close, I thought that he would want to see you more than anyone else.

Hekapoo was trying to hide the blush on her cheeks.

Hekapoo: We are NOT that close!

The flame over Hekapoo's head grew in size from the sudden anger. Queen Celena hid her face behind her fan not only because of Hekapoo's flames, but because Celena was not very good at discussing.

Celena: I-I'm sorry! 

Hekapoo took a couple of deep breaths before calming down. After relaxing, apart from the fact that the room temperature also returned to normal, Hekapoo crossed her arms as she directed her gaze to the other direction.

Hekapoo: I'm going to talk with (y/n)... I'm worried about him. But please, don't say things like we're "VEEEERY CLOSE". We are friends and nothing else. That night we both made a mistake, everyone does.

Celena: Mistake? Night? What are you talking abooouuuu...

Absolutely no one knew what had happened between Hekapoo and (y/n) on that party night... Until now. Queen Celena was hiding the blush on her cheeks with her fan. 

Celena: Y-You two...

Hekapoo: A crap...

Hekapoo facepalmed after realizing what came out of her mouth.

Hekapoo: I'm leaving...

Hekapoo used her scissors to open a portal that would take her to (y/n)'s house.

(Hekapoo's POV)

I arrived at (y/n)'s house after jumping outside the portal. 

Me: What the-

I was very surprised to see that there were many lights coming from the windows. I thought (y/n) was too depressed to continue working with his experiments.

Me: Well... Only one way to find out.

I went towards the door and prepared myself. Most of the time I came to (y/n)'s house, something always ends up blowing up. 

Me: Please don't blow up! Please don't blow up! Please don't blow up!

I slowly brought my hand to the door to knock it. I knocked the door three times and closed my eyes, waiting to hear a loud explosion... But nothing happened. While I was very confused, it was somehow comforting to know that this could turn out to be a normal visit... Or it could be if it wasn't because the circumstances are so depressing. Anyway, I woke up from my thoughts when I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. But to my surprise, it wasn't (y/n) the one who opened the door. A strange guy made of steel opened the door instead of (y/n).

(Yep... This IS happening folks)

???: Can I help you, babe?

Me: Uh... First, call me babe again and I will hurt you.

???(quietly): This girl is "hotly" dangerous, right guys?

For some strange reason, this guy made of steel blinked at a random direction.

Me: Second, who are you and where is (y/n)?

???: Oh, where are my manners? My name is Scaramouche baby!

Scaramouche spinned in place a couple of times before bowing in front of me. 

Scaramouche: And I'm (y/n)'s creation.

Me: Wait! He made you?!

Scaramouche: Hard to believe, right darling? But you must admit that master (y/n) created a glorious piece of art~

Scaramouche seems to have a great ego ... I wonder how did (y/n) managed to create something like this so suddenly?

Scaramouche: Hello? Are you there darling?

Scaramouche was snapping his fingers in front of me... Which is surprising since he's made of steel.

Me: Sorry... I was lost in thought.

Scaramouche: No problem, darling. But about your other question, master (y/n) is inside his room.

Me: Can I see him? His father's funeral is going to be in a couple of days and I think (y/n) should attend to it.

Scaramouche: Wait... So the creator of MY creator is dead?

Me: How could you don't know that?

Scaramouche: Well... I was born yesterday.

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Me: Can I see him or not?

Scaramouche: I guess so. His depression is even starting to make the plants of the house feel bad.

Scaramouche moved out of the way, allowing me to walk inside (y/n)'s home. I was a little surprised to see the new "decoration" of the place. The windows were covered with purple curtains, all of (y/n)'s scientific instruments were scattered around the house, and for some reason, many of the tables and bookstores in the house had strange lamps on them.

Me: What happened here?

Scaramouche: It's a mess. I know, darling. I'm still working on making this place look alive.

Me(mind): Well... At least that explains the strange lights.

I slowly climbed the stairs while Scaramouche remained downstairs. 

(No ones POV)

Hekapoo was standing in front of the door of (y/n)'s room. Hekapoo was very worried about how things could be behind that door. But that did not stop her.

Hekapoo took a deep breath and mentally got prepared to speak with (y/n). She had to be as careful as possible.

Hekapoo: Hey, (y/n)? Are you there?

No response came from the other side of the door. 

Hekapoo: Of course you are there! I mean, this is your house after all... Silly me, right?

Hekapoo only received the same crude silence in response. 

Hekapoo: *Sigh* (y/n), look... I know you are going through a lot of pain. But you can't let this take you down. 

(y/n): But it's my fault...

Hekapoo: (y/n), your father was poisoned! There is no way that could have been your fault!

(y/n): And what if it was my potion what poisoned him?

Hekapoo: Then more than one would have died. Everyone who had that illness drank your potion and recovered, remember? You saved a lot of lives and I'm sure Adam was proud of that.

(y/n): Yeah... He was...

(y/n) kept quiet for a few moments while Hekapoo kept talking. But before Hekapoo could say another word, the door to (y/n)'s room slowly opened. (y/n) left his room and he was a mess. His hair was spiky in some areas and his eyes were kinda red. Hekapoo managed to see inside (y/n)'s room. There were many books with torn pages all over the floor. Some of those pages had notes writed over them with the words like "It's crap!" or "Useless!". But before Hekapoo could ask anything about it, Hekapoo founded herself being hugged by (y/n), who was burying his face in her shoulder. Hekapoo hugged (y/n) back while stroking the back of his head.

Hekapoo: It's okay... I'm here for you.

They both hugged each other for a couple of minutes. The only thing (y/n) had to do now, is to let out his-

Scaramouche: Awww! This is just adorable young love!

Hekapoo/(y/n): AAHH!!!

Scaramouche was standing really close behind them. Both Hekapoo and (y/n) pulled away the hug and backed away from Scaramouche.

(y/n): You almost gave me a heart attack!

Hekapoo: What the heck is wrong with you?!

Scaramouche: Oh, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to inform you that I prepared tea for the lovely couple~

(y/n)/Hekapoo: WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!

Both Hekapoo and (y/n) were blushing in embarrassment while looking at Scaramouche with anger. 

Scaramouche(quietly): Not yet, right guys?

Scaramouche whispered to the screen.

(Is not me the one breaking the 4th wall this time, I swear! Don't bring the frying pans!)

(Time Skip)

Hekapoo and (y/n) were in the dining room, drinking the tea that Scaramouche recently prepared for them. Speaking of Scaramouche, he was outside the house. The enthusiastic robot was planting plants so that the exterior of the house wouldn't look so depressing. But going back to (y/n) and Hekapoo, now they were really alone... Well, the only thing that was watching them were eyes inside a jar in the library. But that doesn't matter, right?

Hekapoo: So... Now that you are not locked in your room anymore, what are you going to do?

(y/n) took a deep breath. While (y/n) didn't want to have to deal with this, he knew he couldn't turn his back to all his problems forever.

(y/n): I guess I get ready and go to the funeral...

Hekapoo: I know it hurts... But you are not alone.

(y/n): I know is just... I spent so much time trying to create something to impress my father that I never tried to spend a lot of time with him. And now I will never be able to amend that mistake...

Hekapoo: (y/n)... Your father didn't hate you for not spending time with him. 

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(y/n): That's it? Without some speech or any words that can motivate the spirit?

Hekapoo: What am I supposed to say in a situation like this? I don't have a father or a real family. I'm just pulling words out of wherever I can.

(y/n): Wow... You suck at this.

Hekapoo: Oh, you jerk!

Both Hekapoo and (y/n) started laughing. Sometimes you just need simple things like the company of a loved one to overcome the pain. 

Hekapoo: Aw man...

Hekapoo cleaned a tear from her eye.

Hekapoo: I think you needed to laugh a little.

(y/n): I really needed that.

There was a brief moment of silence between (y/n) and Hekapoo.

Hekapoo: Hey, (y/n)?

(y/n): Yes?

Hekapoo: I need to ask you something... Is not important but-

(y/n): Hekapoo, you can ask me anything.

Hekapoo: (y/n)...

The background was turning pink and a romantic music started to play.

(y/n): Y-Yes?

Hekapoo: Tell me... What is up with him?

Hekapoo pointed towards Scaramouche, who was still doing gardening outside the house. Both the pink background and the romantic music broke like glass.

(y/n): Oh! Him... Well, I needed an assistant to keep my house clean and move all my scientific instruments to the basement.

Hekapoo: And you created him?

(y/n): Actually... I've been working on him for a couple of months. I used some of my grandfather's research to create Scaramouche.

Hekapoo: And why is he so...

(y/n): Honestly speaking... I have no idea.

AAANNNDDD DONE!!!

The next chapter will be about the funeral and something else. 

But before I leave, I will ask you a question. The one that answers it correctly will be tagged in the next chapter along with a random pic from my PC.

The question(It could be quite random):

"Which weapon deals more damage to Krauser in resident evil 4?"

And remember... I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

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Please don't hit me anymore ;_;