you were still pretty young.. you didn’t remember much from what happened before Cyn took you in.. but Cyn was your mother and you were happy…

she cared for you and always made sure you were okay.. it was a bit amusing since Cyn acted absolutely feral and murderous around literally anybody else but the second she’s put in a room with you.. she just flips like a switch from psychotic and murderous to extremely delicate and just kind of silly since she knows it makes you happy…

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you were tucked away in the little hideout Cyn had found.. waiting for her return from whatever she was doing…

soon enough you spotted the familiar worker drone that you called your mother… she stopped next to you as one of the tentacles protruding from her back moved towards you.. letting you grab at the slimy yet still rough textured tendril before it wrapped around her small body… bringing you to her arms…

“There we go… momma’s here now~….” Cyn purred sweetly as she held you against her chest.. continuing to let you play with the tentacle…