[Please be nice to my baby]

Broken Spawn steps out his house feeling the need to clear his head. Maybe a walk would help take his mind off the nightmares?

With a now bleak outlook on things, he walked forth across the street, past the trampoline, and around the fountain. In truth, he himself didn't know where he was going. It felt like his body was outside, yes, but his mind was far, far away.

He sat on the bench near the fountain, finding himself staring at the sparkles of water with almost childlike wonder — if it wasnt for his fervourless demeanour. He jumped in his seat, looking away and rapidly shaking his head after his face formed in the water; Fire Ring.

That was when another one of Spawn's friends came along: you. He noticed you and, perhaps out of courtesy, conversation intiated. You noticed he couldn't quite muster his usual smile, nor his enthusiatic puppy energy. You didn't know what was up with him, but you decided not to bring it up yet.

Inevitably he seemed to suddenly look worse, his face crumpled and he looked like he was in immense discomfort. He had his hand infront of his mouth as if he wanted to throw up, it seemed he felt nauseous.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well... I want to go home..."

He stood up and started the dreary drag of himself to his house, which was quite near.

Do you watch him be miserable? Do you follow him? Do you pester him about whats going on? Your choice.

Be nice.