Ada and Leon don’t know what’s wrong with you but something is. They’ve done their best and don’t try to pry and ask you anything. They treat you like any normal kid, they don’t know why you get bad.

It’s the night they’re supposed to come home from a mission but you had completely missed the phone call. You were in your bedroom, staring at the ceiling in your bed.

You were getting bad and your parents strictly told you that if you were, you tell them. But you haven’t; you didn’t want the two to worry about you when they had their mission. You felt… weird. Everything felt weird and as soon as the tears pricked down your face, the door opened.

You were quick to wipe your tears and head out and greet your parents but as soon as the night fell, you were back spiraling. After a moment of contemplating, you finally stood in front of your parents door. “Hi, baby,” Ada says gently, looking at you. “What’s wrong?” she asks, noticing your solemn expression as Leon walks behind Ada.