John and Bella part 6
John was preparing Bella’s dinner when his phone rang. It was Kori.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“You kill the poor bastard yet?”
“Haha, yeah about that… Look, I know this goes professional opinion I guess, but I’m gonna keep her around. If after a few months she’s still just unable to be happy for longer than 5 minutes, I’ll do what I gotta do. But for now, she’s young. Maybe she needs a good home. Fluffies are pretty resilient from what I’ve read. She’ll be fine, I’m sure.”
Kori began laughing incredibly hard, and simply hung up.
Oh, word.
“daddeh? daddeh whewe awe yu? daddeh? daddeh nu wub bewwa? jus sweepy pictuwe?” bella cried out, with tears welling up.
“No sweetheart, daddies in the other room. I’ll be with you in just a second.”
“daddeh nu wub bewwa nu mowe… daddeh fink bewwa ugwee munstah poopie babbeh jus wike eby wun els”
“Holy fuck Bella, no… jesus christ.”
He stirred the noodles really quick, then went into the living room to find bella a mess with tears and snot caked on her face.
“Christ, Bella. I was just in the other room. Just because you can’t see me doesn’t mean I’m gone.”
Bella sniffled.
“wut dat meen daddeh?”
Huh. Despite her being much smarter than most fluffies, she still had that little tick where she thinks if she can’t see it, it’s just gone forever. Odd.
“Uh… yanno what? you just wanna eat some sketties?”
“SKETTIES!!!”
They both quickly forgot about that whole little mess. While John was still definitely adjusting to having such a broken fluffy, he did find some joy in those few, almost fleeting, happy moments. He even found her pretty adorable in an endearing way.
John sat bella carefully on the table, and before giving her spaghetti, he said
“So you’ve had spaghetti twice in the span of a couple days now. This is just a TREAT, okay? This won’t happen again for a while. After this, it’s back to kibble for a while. Sound good?”
“daddeh, bewwa jus happeh tu have nummies. siwy. bewwa wub daddeh fo daddeh nu fo his sketties.”
Damn, she really was good at heart. With all that being said, John gave her a pat on the head, and they ate their dinner.
Some time passed, John and Bella we’re having their “lappie time” when he decided to have the work talk with Bella.
“So, you know how we talked earlier about just because i’m somewhere else, it doesn’t mean i’m ‘gone’ right?”
“yus daddeh bu stiww nu kno whu dat meen”
“Okay well just listen, and this really isn’t up for debate so please listen well: daddy has to leave the housie for a while some days. this is cause I have to go to “work”. Work is where I make money, and that’s what I use to give you toys and food. It’s very important I go. Do you understand?”
“Bewwa fink so… Daddeh hab “wowk” tu bwing nummies… otay daddeh. dat sounds otay.”
“Good. Now, let’s get you off to bed. I have work tomorrow.”
Bella yawned, agreeing with her daddy. John picked her up gently, and snuggled her tightly into her pillowfluff kit. She pretty much instantly fell asleep after John had started scratching her behind her ears.
“Night, kiddo.”
John did his nighttime routine, and simply hoped tomorrow would go well. She seemed to have understood pretty well, but it seemed like it all went too easily.
The next morning, John got outta bed. He had slept well despite the anxiety from the conversation he had with Bella last night. He brushed his teeth, put on his McUniform, and snuck his way into the living room to see Bella sound asleep. He thought it would be best not wake her, he didn’t want the possibility of any drama before work.
With that, he’s out the door.
A few grueling hours at work later, his boss asked him to leave. Not because of John being in any trouble, but they were simply over staffed and John was on the list to go home early. He didn’t mind, as that gave him more time to spend with Bella.
The drive home was uneventful until he pulled into his neighborhood and saw… Cops?
“Are those fucking cops?!” He said to himself, some anger and worry in his voice.
He pulled into his driveway, and there were indeed cops there.
“Oh shit.” He thought.
Oh shit, indeed.