"Baby...."

She made no movement except her eyes.

"You're....bleeding..."

She seemed dazed. Her green eyes looking dull.

Like a dying light bulb.

"Baby are you dying?!"

She took a moment to reply.

"...no...just...no...I'm not..."

Her voice was so hoarse. Like someone had sand-papered her throat. I walked over to her, I rubbed her cheek, trying to give comfort, but when I pulled my thumb back, I was in for a shock. Her cheek had a patch of (skin tone) and my thumb was covered in white. She left the room quickly, leaving me to my thoughts.

She breathes. She bleeds. She has soft skin. She can be dazed. She can get a hoarse voice.

What the fuck is she?!

The door opened to reveal a human girl with (S/T) skin, bright red hair, (E/C) eyes, and was wearing a (F/C) hoodie and shorts. I quickly stood up.

"Who are you? What did you do with Baby?"

She held her hands out.

"Calm down Mark. I am Baby."

"Uh. What?"

"I was never a robot. I'm human, just like you. My hair is dyed bright red, it's original color is (H/C). My green eyes were contacts. The rest was makeup. But I actually am bleeding."

"Oh god are you okay?"

"Yeah. I've handled worse."

"if you're human, is your real name Baby?"

"Course not. It's my stage name."

"Then what is it?"

"(Y/N)."

Short, yes. Most of my stories are discontinued so don't bother complaining! Kirby out!