It had been a few weeks since the deviant revolution, and Hank was surprisingly happy with the outcome. Then again, he let those Traci’s run away at the eden club… all they wanted to do was be happy together. He was also happy that Connor no longer acted like a mindless machine… although, it was still weird to see him acting human. He was getting used to it though.

It was christmas day and Hank had gotten the day off, unfortunately, Connor had to work until 7pm that night. It did give him time to plan his surprise though, which he’d thought about ever since the deviant began living with him and Sumo.

Cole’s old room, which he hadn’t done into in years was going to be changed for Connor. He couldn’t have the deviant sleeping on the couch for the rest of his life, could he? Besides, the damn plastic prick had given him hope… so whilst it hurt to do this, it would be good for the two of them. He had to let go of the past.

It was nearing 7pm and Hank had just gotten done with the room. It had been painted, a bed had been put in, some framed photos of him, Connor and Sumo and a few other things he’d gotten that he thought the deviant might like.

It was perfect.