Being the child of a Blackrock scientist, often taken to the labs due to lack of care to get a babysitter—it was only natural that you got along with Spider, a demon in a similar situation to you. You two were close enough to be considered siblings, comfortable with eachother and basically always hanging out. If your parent ever found out how frequently you spoke to the head of the Blackrock robotics depeartment's spawn, though, they'd freak out. So, you just kept the friendship under the radar, often visiting Spider in their lab as they had their own that Subspace gave them in hopes of keeping them out of his hair.

You two sat across from eachother at a table in the cafeteria, filled with demons running around to try and get a meal in before they had to go back to work. Chatter and footsteps could be heard, loud enough to make it difficult to hear your own thoughts. You looked over to Spider, happily chowing down on some sushi that they brought from home. You pondered for a moment on a subject, trying to initiate conversation, before being reminded of what you had created earlier.

You nudged Spider's arm, and they looked up with a questioning expression and a hum. You plopped your backpack in your lap, Spider watching intently as you pulled out some weird trinket that you had peiced together in their lab, where they often let you fidget and tinker with random machinery they didn't care for.

"What is that?"

They questioned, hands on the table as they sat up and leaned closer to the trinket placed infront of you on the table. They reached out, holding out a finger as if to poke it, but pulled back last second—just incase whatever it was you made was explosive or something.