You smile happily cuddling up to him and purring loudly. Kid blushes not sure what to do in this bizarre situation. "Kid you're very hot!" You comment rolling on him.

"W-what?" He manages.

"Your skin is hot! I go get you still water." You chime rolling off him and the bed.

"It's called ice." He tells you.

"Ice!" You echo and head out. You go to the galley seeing Killer and bouncing to him, nipping at his arm playfully.

"Hey ___, how's Kid?" He asks.

"He's hot I need to get him lice." You smile cheerfully.

"Ice." He corrects going to the fridge and getting a bag of ice for you.

"Can we take a bath today? I want to play in the bubbles." You tell him cheerfully.

"Alright then, come get me when you're ready." He chuckles patting your head as you take the ice.

"Okay then!" You chime heading back to Kid's room. You go in and put the bag on Kid's face, making him stiffen. He moves it to his forehead and meets your gaze when you give him a big smile. "That is helpful?" You ask.

"Yeah." He breathes relaxing a bit.

"You should take bath with me and Killer, it will help you too!" You grin at him. He blushes wildly and looks away.

"N-No I'm good..." He stammers. You frown a bit.

"Why not...?" You grumble resting your cheek on his chest.

"I... I can't handle it yet... Sorry." He frowns and brushes his fingers through your hair. "I wish I could, maybe next time."

"Really?" You pick up your head and he gives you a smile.

"Yeah, so you go ahead," He rumbles. You smile and lick his cheek before getting up. "Why do you do that?" He mutters touching the spot.

"Because I like you very much!" You grin and go out cheerfully. His blush deepens and he chuckles to himself.

"Why do you have this affect on me..."

Killer chuckles as you send up more bubbles trying to snap at them, "Silly girl."

"Hey Killer, is like and love the same thing?" You ask him randomly. He pauses caught off guard.

"Well... Love is a stronger feeling than like. It's... Its hard to explain... I guess it's that warm happy feeling that you get in your chest, just the thought can make you smile and cheer you up, and you can't imagine living without it... I think that's what love is." He tilts his head washing your hair. You smile in awe at that.

"Do you love something?" You ask curiously.

"I might." He hums thoughtfully. You blink at him and smile more.

"I might too!" You chime. He raises an eyebrow and chuckles lightly.

"I'm sure you do," He says washing up himself. You help him wash his hair, surprising him.

"I'm doing right yes?" You ask as he smiles and closes his eyes.

"Yes you are.... I'm going to start teaching you how to read tomorrow." He decides.

"Read?" You echo dumping water over his hair.

"That's what I said." He chuckles poking your nose, "It should help increase your vocabulary too."

"Okay then!" You chime getting out and drying off. Killer pauses briefly.

"Hey... Do you know who marked you?" He asks. You blink and touch the mark on the back of your shoulder where the scar was.

"I do... I remember all their faces." You murmur and start to get dressed. "I'm going to see Kid now." You add before going out. Killer frowns at the door.

Kid had snuck out of his room to wander into his weapon room. You followed his scent there when you didn't find him in his room. You peer around, getting on all fours as you crept to his side. "Do they intimidate you ___?" He asks, fingers brushing over your back.

"Why do you have so many? Do you use them?" You inquire curiously.

"No, I like to collect them." He tells you.

"Collect?" You echo watching his face.

"Yeah... Haven't you ever kept a lot things that were similar because you liked them?" He tries to help you understand. You blink a few times and look down.

"I took coats from the people that stopped by the island... I was going to take yours..." You admit. He blinks and chuckles smirking.

"You like my coat?" He hums.

"Yeah, it's big and warm." You smile hopping onto his lap as he sat down.

"I guess I can share it with you." He murmurs, taking it off and putting it around you. "Look at that, you're so small in it." He chuckles in amusement. "I can't believe you can pick me up so easily..."

"You're much smaller than a bananadile." You chime nuzzling his coat happily.

"That makes sense." He comments fingertips brushing over the stripes on your cheeks. A breath escapes you and you meet his gaze, touching your forehead to his before cuddling your cheek with his. Kid blinks and smiles hugging you close with his one arm. You relax cuddling up to him more.

"Killer says he's going to teach me how to read tomorrow..." You murmur nuzzling his cheek.

"Good... I should be able to put on my new arm tomorrow, I'm feeling better." He breathes. You carefully touch over the scar tissue on his stumped arm.

"Will it hurt?" You ask.

"Nah, it'll be fine." He assures. You smile and lick over the scar thoughtfully, Kid jerks at that. "That felt weird.." He mutters.

"Weird?" You tilt your head. "Is that bad?"

"No, don't worry about it." He hums. You sound catches your ear and you sit up looking around. A wary growl escapes you as you get up and crawl to the door. You open the door and Kid sits up. "Killer's playing the drums."

You look back at him and stand up as he comes over. "Come on." He breathes leading you down the hall to the band room, finding Killer playing on the drums. The sharp and loud sounds make you wince and flinch slightly. Kid catches it and frowns putting coat sleeves over your ears to help with the sound. You relax and smile listening to Killer play.

Killer takes a break, "Hey ___, you okay?"

"Yeah it's easier with these." You lower the sleeves.

"Guess your ears are sensitive, we can fix that." Killer rumbles getting up and going out and soon returning with some ear muffs putting them on you. He pats your head before going back and continuing to play. You smile cheerfully and bounce beside Kid making him chuckle.

Their faces were lit by fire the sneers fixed on their faces teeth bared. That glowing symbol radiated with heat near your face. You tried to pull away in a panic. "W-why? Why are you doing this?" You try to ask, tears coming to your eyes. "Was I bad? I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" You try to push them away, claws digging into something. There's a gasp somewhere and someone grabs your hands.

"___!" Kid's voice yanks you from your nightmare. You blink at him and pull your hands back, claws still out. You gasp seeing blood on them and spot the claw punctures below his chest. "___, are you okay?" He asks. You look at him and tear up more.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry.." You whisper getting up and rushing out to find the doctor. You find him in the guys room. "Please wake up." You shake him.

"___? What's wrong?" He yawns.

"I hurt Kid... Please go help him." You sniff. He wakes and sits up at that, seeing blood on your claws before rushing out. You look down at your nails as they retract and grit your teeth going to find a place to hide, soon ending up in the pantry hugging your knees.

"Hey... He's not mad at you.." Killer murmurs coming in and kneeling in front of you.

"They're right... I'm just a monster that should have never been born..." You hide your face, "Minks and humans shouldn't mix..." You whisper. Killer pauses and hugs you.

"Shhh... Don't you start believing those bastards... You hurt Kid on accident because of them didn't you?" He guesses softly. You nod.

"I had a nightmare about the mark they put there..." You sniff. "I'm sorry I did bad..." He rubs your back softly.

"You're not bad... Kid knows you didn't mean to." He assures.

"Can I sleep here then? I don't want to hurt anyone else..." You murmur.

"... Okay..." He tells you patting your head. You curl up on the floor and close your eyes, trying to fall back to sleep. Killer stays there for a moment before walking back out. You soon head someone else come in, you knew the sound of their steps and frown. Peeking up at Kid briefly you turn your head away in shame.

He frowns sitting beside you and rubbing your back. "You're a good person... Shitty people just called you bad..." He sighs.

"I feel like a bad person... For making you blood..." You mutter.

"You're not a bad person for making me bleed... You were just scared from a nightmare. And I'm much tougher than to affected by your little claws." He boasts. You blink and peer at him as he offers a smile. "So don't worry about it. Come back to bed." You sit up, looking at your bloody nails then his bandages.

"You.... You still want me?" You ask quietly. Kid blinks at your question and smiles wider.

"Of course I do ___," He pulls you into him. "You're my beautiful wild woman." He touches his cheek to yours. "Now come on, let's go back to bed." He breathes standing up with you. You didn't understand some of those words, but they made you smile all the same and your heart beat a little faster.

"Okay Kid."