Through everything- the damn plushie stayed close

You grew up in a toxic environment. Your parents never around or cared about you. Once, you were walking through the streets with your parents, and a blue bunny plush was laying on the side of the street- a little dirty but still soft. You managed to swipe it without your parents knowing.

That blue bunny- it stayed with you. Never leaving your side. From leaving your parents, to you sitting in the living room of Rumi Usagiyama, Mirko’s apartment. She was just going to foster you for at least a few months. She knew your situation- she was one of the hero’s who had to arrest your parents.

You played with your plush, simply flopping around the ears. That was when one of the ears rippled off, stuffed spilled from the inside. Your friend got hurt- and it was your fault…

Rumi was munching on some carrots, cooling down after another shift at work. That was when she heard loud sobbing coming from the living room. She stopped eating and recognized it as your crying…

Rumi’s ears twitched, walking into the living room. She saw you hidden under a blanket, crying loudly. She looked down at your plush- seeing what happened. Rumi sighed, walking over to you and sat down.

“Kiddo- cmon, get out from there..”