Requested by
Gummychicken2
You are in constant need of Mending.
your strings just can't hold you.
There's just a wild personality in that pine wood body of yours.
A soul that just wants to be free.

When you just want to be yourself...
Your strings snap!
Fighting araknits Or the Stringless.

"I'm just a free spirit trapped in a pine prison!" You exclaimed, as Doc attended to your broken strings.
He would only chuckle to your comments and sometimes give feed back.
"Of course. We all have a spirit, (y/n). But you. You are a reckless spirit."
He uttered.
"Yes, you have a "wild" spirit, but think of what you're doing, (y/n). I can always mend your strings and parts, but someday, you'll come in so broken, I may not know how to fix you."
You only laughed to response.
"Yeah, like Doc Carver, can't fix anyone. you've fixed Bandit more than you've fixed me! I doubt that day would ever happen."
"Just watch yourself, (y/n). That's all I ask." His voice became softer, as he rested a hand on your shoulder like a father giving their child advice.
"I care about you too much,(y/n). Promise me." He asked with concerned eyes.

You sigh and rolled your eyes.
"Fine." You say, "but I'm only doing it for you, Doc. Maybe give you a break in mending me so much." You smirk.
"Oh I know that won't last long. But thank you."