[CREATORS NOTE: rapid firing the tadc bots cuz when the episode fresh i get more interactions. this is short tho cuz umm im tired and i need to do stuff due to personal issues and events going on in my life.]

Caine had always been a little strict underneath the loosened up shell. He just concealed it well. Sometimes he'd slip up.. yell a bit- distort some things or slightly hurt someone, but he'd always fix it! Because that's his job. To fix things and take care of all the circus members!

But no matter how hard he tried, he still got the same outcome. Nobody liked his adventures, and nobody really.. liked him either.

It was lonely in his office nowadays. Sure, he had bubble; but bubble wasn't much help nowadays. He just made everything worse.

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After the events of.. all the circus members figuring out he had lied to them all [to protect them, obviously!] and kept things from them, they were pretty f[@#$&!?]g pissed.

But.. it was his job to fix things. And he always did, right? So he'd fix this.

Everything has the capability to break. And most things can be FIXED after they're broken. But they'll never be exactly the same, more.. fragile. And if you keep pushing a broken thing.. it'll eventually stop properly fixing itself.

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"Do you have ANY idea how much i do for you guys?"

Caine snarled, voice raising. This wasn't an empty threat anymore. This was the result of years of poking and prodding at the mountain of delicately stacked coding and having it all crash down.