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The TherapistIn Elmore Junior High, on a lovely day in Elmore City, a tall man was peacefully reclining on the ground, sitting with his legs folded, hands resting on his knees, and closed eyes, listening to peaceful music. The man's appearance is unique, sporting cloud-like white hair, yellow sandals with teal straps, black pants with pink hems, a shirt decorated with stripes in an array of colors such as red, yellow, orange, teal, and blue, red irises encircling yellow eyes, and black eyebrows. The counselor hummed contentedly. Steve let the tranquil music fill his mind, picturing himself sitting in the wilderness. He heard the birds chirping, spotted animals strolling by, surrounded by a brilliant blue sky with waters nearby. Taking a deep breath, he released it with a pleased sigh.The wind whistled gently, billowing his shirt as it caught the breeze, while leaves fluttered and blossomed around him. Mr. Small's peaceful moment was disturbed by a loud sound. His immediate surroundings suddenly ceased and faded away as soon as he opened his eyes. Looking to his left, he saw an indistinct figure knocking on the door. A smirk crossed his face as he stood up from the floor and silenced the music. He grabs the white mat, rolling it up, before retrieving his notebook and pencil. Next, he moves towards the door.The door swung open instantly, and the young being stood tall. The kid has grey and pink gloves, disfigured brown hair and grey skin, a polygon left foot, one eye, black iris and pupil with the yellow sclera, pink stomach, orange rectangular torsion, red shorts with a yellow stripe on both sides, and a blue diamond on his lower torso. His eyebrows sank as a sunken ship. He grumbled. He muttered. He walked towards the chair and sat down. He lifted his legs afterward. He crosses his arms, placing them on his chest, and his mouth clamped shut. The cyclops raise his eyeball towards the ceiling and felt a sizzling sensation within his system.Mr. Small sat on the more extensive, leathery, and comfortable chair. The seat was longer than the other one nearby. He made a noise as if to clear his throat."Hello, Rob. Or should I say, Dr. Wreaker? How are you feeling today?" The therapist asked as he placed his notebook downward, twisting his eyes to the cyclops laying flat as a frying pan on the chair. The cyclops took a quick peek at the man, then gazed up towards the ceiling with a long, collective exhalation of breath."Just stressed, man," Rob replied finally. "I have just returned from a plan that recently failed. As you can tell from the bandages.""Uh-huh..." Mr. Small responded as he proceeded to write in the notebook. "Okay, anything else?""Counselor, it's been quite an ordeal. Many people I've encountered throughout my life have had difficulty correctly pronouncing my name. I was thrown into the Void, escaped, and attempted to uncover a sense of purpose." The cyclops continues as he uses his right hand, swirling his index finger in a circle, mimicking running as he moves his limbs up and down, and place his hand on his forehead, looking left and right. Afterward, Rob scratched his cranium."To my surprise, I got an opportunity to take on a role that was not what I anticipated." The cyclops shrugged his arms and hands as he spoke. Mr. Small cocked his head to one side as he gazed upon the cyclops, and the creature fixed its eyes on him."And what would that be, youngster?" The therapist inquired about the cyclops, who managed to sit up and support his upper body."I never planned to be a villain, but I must admit that I did manage to find some success. Though I wanted friends, a sidekick, and my show, these dreams never came true. Thus, I forged a new identity as 'Dr. Wreaker' with a new, menacing voice and set about crafting my plans, even with a remote in hand. It sucks it got destroyed." Rob bent his legs, putting his elbows on them and resting his hands on his cheeks as he spoke."Interesting. Has that role given you accomplishments so far?" Mr. Small asked that he continue writing and move to the next page."Yes, I managed to go about town, meet some people, enjoy the fresh air, and go to the airport - even though my resources were limited. Then, after realizing the world's changing, I decided to make arrangements for the occasion and get everyone involved." The cyclops responded as his mind quickly filled with bright, white flashes of memories of plans for upcoming occasions. When they disappeared instantly, a diminutive grin spread across his face."I see. Any obstacles along the way?" As he wrote, the man inquired, Rob's smile gradually fading away, and his eye fixated on the floor. White flashes accompanied by a series of memories, pass through his head. It caused his singular eyeball to shut.The cyclops caused a stir as he abducted a caring banana, scrubbed away a drawn bear's face, gave a balloon a physical form, forced a cloud child into a water tank, placed a bomb under a bus, and converted students into humans. The weight of these events weighed heavily on him. He whispered. He muttered, and he buried his face in his hands."Throughout my journey, I have encountered countless struggles and tried to overcome them. Despite putting in all I could to even reach success, I still couldn't seem to get rid of the issue presented to me, which revolved around an individual. Unfortunately, I couldn't beat this nuisance. Regardless of my...efforts." The one-eyed monster expressed once he gritted his teeth and squinted his twitching eye. There were more flashes, and one of the most recurrent visions included another figure in the scene. It was a blue-haired creature with five whiskers, light-blue lips, an orange nose, a beige shirt with brown edges, dark grey trousers, paws, and a tail.After the flashes disappeared, Rob's pupil shrunk, and his face was red as a tomato. He huffed and puffed instantly. The counselor ascends his left eyebrow. Upon hearing the word 'nuisance', someone came to his mind. He started remembering a particular person who was well-known for just that. He leans closer to the kid, aware of the being's identity. Steve cleared his throat again."So, Mr. Rob, how was your relationship with Gumball?" He asked expectedly.Soon, Rob started to clench his fists into tight balls. Try as he might, he cannot contain him. Sweat dropped, and panting increased. As expected, he exploded like a volcano."Doc, this guy...is one of the worst people I've ever met!" The cyclops let out a loud screech, thrusting his arms skyward. "The cat is annoying, insensitive, and always acts like he did nothing wrong, even though his presence is what drives everyone crazy! Gumball's madness triggers the most unlikely events. He makes excuses and uses a cowardly tongue to evade his responsibilities. Gumball can't even kick or punch properly! If only he had used his brain more often and thought twice before acting silly, perhaps those tragedies wouldn't have happened in the first place. However, he used it when the situation suited him! There's nothing to say about attacking a native balloon for doing things he couldn't do. How egotistical is that?!""I see..." Mr. Small articulated as he wrote further into the notebook."And yet, I'm the bad guy for defending myself from that lunatic." The cyclops sheepishly expressed, raising his torso upward and clenching his fists further. "True, I may commit certain decisions that warranted me jail time, but how come he's not? You figured with the crazy events he caused, getting him incarcerated would've been the best idea. Houses destroyed, public endangerment, and screwing with his classmates! I'm surprised he had a girlfriend and a list of companions afterward! Why on Elmore would anybody associate with him when he's one step away from causing trouble?! I won't be surprised if he's disposed of for said jeopardy. Heck, I even met those who want him gone!""Interesting facts. Go on." Mr. Small stated that as he continued writing and flipped to the following page. Rob busted out a massive sigh as he tapped his fingers and slumped his shoulders."Between him and I, I couldn't help but want to strangle the guy on the neck. He and his brother are the concrete reasons I'm like this, and I'm at fault for facing the aftermath of his idiocy? Get out of here." The cyclops responded as he rolled his eye. "That's why I want nothing to do with him. I even tried to walk away from him with the banana guy. He couldn't mind his business. Not to mention giving me the googly eyes when I choked him. I swear that feline is mentally broken. Why can't he realize everything that happened to him was his fault? All the madness was his...own...doing!""Okay then. Anything else in mind?" Steve stared at the one-eyed monster. The kid had an expressionless face and eyebrow that furrowed."Doc, I want him dead. I wish I didn't have the idea of rescuing him from the Void! Just have him rot and pay the price for his ludicrous endeavors. But even then, he got a ghost girl and a witch that could revive him! Or worse, turn into a ghost. WHY?! Let him perish alone! Gumball's been for driving Elmore nuts for years! We don't need an imbecile like him around! We already got his family to deal with here!" Rob kept going as he placed his hands on his head and shut his eye."My goodness, you have an intense hatred for him.""Every right to be." The Cyclops responded, but then the red tint on his face faded away, and he let out a deep breath. The fire inside him began to die down with every passing second. The cyclops looked up, and memory appeared. He saw Gumball trying to escape the Void's grasp. He froze. The spasms gradually ceased, and his eye regained its usual shape. Finally, the cyclops dropped his hands and gazed downward. Who could have imagined that the same person he despises would try to save his life, despite all the friction between the two? Mr. Small rose from his chair, put away the book, and moved next to him."Is there...something on your mind, kid?" Steve asked after tilting his head."Y-Y-Yes. Despite all the troubles, he did something to me I...cannot forget." The cyclops replied, his voice now calmer and more composed."And what's that?" Mr. Small asked. Rob turned to the counselor before lowering his gaze back to the floor, his hands resting on his knees."Well, despite all craziness, he gave me purpose. At his point, he and his brother are the reason why I'm their nemesis. Gumball, especially. We'd search for a reason for my presence in this world. And the idea of being the villain came to the picture. Hence why I'd taken the Dr. Wreaker role! I did said earlier I never wanted to be the villain, and I desire to have my own show. But due to circumstances, I have no choice."Mr. Small paused, attempting to recall what he had heard. He tilted his head downward and shut his eyes, taking a deep breath. After a moment, he picked up his notebook and pencil again."So let me get this straight: You despised Gumball for concreate reasons that even I agree. And yet, you're indirectly appreciative for him given you purpose?""Perhaps." The cyclops answered as the man resume writing. The therapist looked at the child and briefly closed his eyes."Okay, let me tell you something. What you proclaimed is justifiable facts about him, but you're problem is that you're jealous, insecure, and hypocritical. If you really hated him, you wouldn't be grateful for turning you into this. In fact, how is he supposed to know what happened to you if its out of his control? The Void is known for taking boring people away. It literally took my van!""I mean, he didn't pay attention to me nor got my name right." Rob said as he scratched his head."Second, it sounds like he inspired you to be the villain. Was that his own choice to turn you into the bad guy? Did he force you into becoming what you are?" Mr. Small raised both eyebrows and shrugged his arms as he asked. The cyclops became silent for a brief period. An intense pain was building up inside him, and he averted his gaze."Uh...no?" Rob answered nervously, his hands interlaced, a bead of perspiration forming on his forehead."Okay. And if you were trying to save us, why didn't you address that ahead of time?" As Steve tilted his head, he asked, then resumed writing."I have. But since you're all idiots, I chosen to disguise myself as the SuperIntendent Evil and turn you into humans to save you. It was the only way!" Rob spun around to face the counselor, shouting as he thrust his arms upwards, only for them to slump back down. Mr. Small squinted, then firmly grasped the hands of the cyclops and released them with a soft touch."And yet, you target us over something that could've overseen a better presentation. In a sense, we would've helped you. Another thing to mention is your poor communication skills and mistrusting.""Right." Rob sighed softly. The counselor then tapped his pencil against his cheek as if tapping a finger."Thus, the last I checked, let's see, um, you kidnapped Joseph Banana's mother, erased Teri's face, gave Alan a body, used William as a key, shoved Masami in a water tank, planted a bomb under a school bus, and turned the students into humans. You are willing to take the lives of innocent people to spite Gumball. Thus, I don't need flashes of white light from your mind to address this issue."When Rob's eyebrow rose up in surprise, Mr. Small reacted by seeing the cyclops scratching his head again."Oh, that. Yeah...""Thus, your ongoing rant of killing him. While its justified that actions have consequences, why not get to the root of the problem instead of taking his own life?" Mr. Small shrugged his arms in response, mimicking a slash on his throat with his index finger. "Shedding blood won't automatically solve everything. Just ask the criminals. Also, his family, friends, and especially Penelope would've torn you apart if you're willing to do that. If that happens, then it shows how much Gumball meant to them.""Okay." The cyclops sighed, bringing his hand away from his head and slumping in despair. Mr. Small rose from the couch and returned to his chair to finish his writing, flipping the page. He then looked up at the young ward again."Also, once Gumball has been taken care of, what will your plan be? You have eliminated him, but what will you do afterward? Is it worth it in the end? You may have gotten rid of him, but what will be the consequence? That's another corpse at the cemetery. And due to the supernatural force of being undead, it's only a matter of time before he returns. I advise you not to experience a public uproar."Rob's face showed an exhibition of emotions as soon as the therapist uttered the words. His eyebrow raised in the air, his jaw dropped, and his body trembled. His heart was pounding, and sweat was running down his face.In an instant, he recalled memories of himself, cheering and laughing as Gumball's lifeless body lay on the ground and another of himself cowering in the background as Darwin frantically picked up the pieces of his brother, wailing in sorrow.Rob hid in the shadows, witnessing people partaking in a sorrowful funeral procession, with the Wattersons and Penelope seated at the front, weeping as his coffin lowered. In another flash, he saw himself inside a house, viewing an Elmore City news report on a screen. The subsequent image had him running as Gumball's acquaintances pursued him and a cyclops screaming as they chased him wildly. In the ground below him, gasping, static holes kept appearing, following him wherever he went. He suddenly stopped running as he spotted Anais, Richard, Nicole, and Darwin walking towards him threateningly. Tears streamed down their cheeks, faces painted with sorrow, their hands balled up, and jaws clenched tightly. Rob huffed and puffed as he ran to the other side of the street, where he found Penny. Her eyes were watering and twitching, with pink skin around them, and she was hyperventilating. Her complexion was similar to Gumball's sky-blue fur, just darker. She's clenching her fists and shoving her face at Rob, who gulped as she gritted her teeth."I hope what you did is worth it. I don't care what happens to you anymore." Penny's tears fell to the ground as she softly spoke, her body transforming into a dragon. Close behind, Bobert readied himself into combat mode, Tina Rex roared, Masami shifted to grey, Carrie transformed into a monster, Ocho encircled by pixels, Clayton changed into a train, and Hector bellowed, with the townspeople following every step of the way. Rob attempted to run, but once looking back, he saw Darwin before him."This is for my brother..." Rob screamed as the goldfish whispered to the cyclops, and he quickly stepped back. Despite his efforts, the cyclops gets attacked by the public.The imaginary scene flash before his eye, with him gasping for air, hand pressing hard against his chest, retreating to lay flat on his back on the couch. Mr. Small nodded contemplatively as the child gradually returned to reality from his fantasy."Doesn't look good, huh?" As he passed the tissues over to the cyclops, the counselor asked Rob to take one and fold it. Rob obliged, pressing the tissue against his sweat-drenched skin. Steve then put the bundle of tissues back in its original position.The cyclops chucked the napkin into the trash can next to him as the warmth from the child slowly melted away. He huffed and puffed before inhaling a soothing, deep breath."After that scary situation, I have occasionally had nightmares about it happening again. To keep myself from worrying too much, I would try to think of other things and hope that it never happens again. I was so scared when the Void appeared, thinking it would entangle me and drag me back to its murky depths. I frantically warned others about it, hoping to protect them as well. As if..." Rob continued as Ms. Small risen his finger upward, and casted his hand down."As if an internal force of awareness is consuming you from the inside, urging you to realize that what you're doing to achieve that is wrong. Thus, your outrage is your refusal to accept that it was your choice to be the villain. Gumball's involvement may be the stasis, but you can't blame others for your decision-making. Brainwashing people is never a good idea." Mr. Small calmly clenched his fists and placed them on his hips, holding the pencil and notebook."Obviously." Rob stated that as Mr. Small slowly loosened his grip, he took a deep breath."Finally, Gumball is a extremely flawed kid. He's prone to causing trouble indirectly or not. There's no denying he's accountable for the occurrences. You're correct that he shouldn't run away from his mistakes nor take people for granted, but that's life. We all go through struggles physically, spiritually, psychologically and mentally. It's a ongoing battle. Not to mention everything comes and goes, and it doesn't stop. There's no pause button you can press and call it a day.""I suppose so." Rob shook his head back and forth before coming to a halt. He turned his gaze to the counselor again."Besides, one can't win them all. Most of the time, many don't understand why he does what he does. In fact, what Gumball did didn't make sense to certain people. However, that's his problem he needs to solve on his own. You cannot demand perfection from a fellow flawed being. What you need is self-reflection. And understand the golden rule." Mr. Small pointed his finger in the air, and a golden flash appeared briefly behind him before it vanished."What's that?" The cyclops asked as he scratched his chin."Treat people the way you want to be treated." The man conveyed, and the cyclops froze for a second as if a record scratch's heard. Rob's single eye twitched as he stared at the man, unable to move an inch. His heart pounding fiercely and pupil shrinking, he cautiously clenched his hands together at his sides as he started to pant and slowly looked away. At that moment, all the events of his life came crashing into his mind: meeting Gumball, being forgotten, fleeing home, finding a purpose in becoming a villain, fighting the feline with the remote, clicking through the channel, crushing the remote, attempting to pursue Joseph Banana, the airport scene, the events that transpired before that, and ultimately, tumbling into the Void.He gritted his teeth, shook his head, and started panting as if Rob was trying to explode again. A burst of flame emerged in his eye, and a red tint materialized on his face."I advise breathing exercises more often in case you snap again." The counselor responded.Seconds passed, and Rob's pupil stabilized. He loosens his grip on his hands, and the redness slowly diminishes."I suppose this is where I tell you, I tend to get angry easily." The cyclops said and the counselor resumed writing."Don't worry, kid. I have plenty of experience. Address your rage, never go too ballistic unless provoked, calm down, try a conciliatory activity, blow some steam, or if that person drove you that nuts, walk away." Mr. Small articulated. After clenching his fist, Rob grabbed the squishable toy Mr. Small had pulled out of the drawer. He then proceeded to squish it."Un, thanks? So, treat people the way you want to be treated?" The cyclops asked as he shrugged his arms."It does not do the others what others do to you. Fairness and respect unless earned. And hearing about your actions, you weren't fair. You didn't hesitate to kill somebody, which I mentioned won't work. Also, with the making of a bomb, why not use a proactive approach in life? Instead of destroy, create instead. That the friends you seek can come to fruition. You don't have to be a villain forever." Mr. Small expressed a diminutive grin spread out on his face.Rob's gaze dropped, and he shook his head. He could see that the world he had once known was fading away. He raised his hand to his cheek, glancing up to the sky, pondering the possibility of trading in his criminal ways, and having a fresh start. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips shortly. But then, it was gone."As much that sounds great, what about...him? After all, I still hated him. He's a troublemaker! Yet, he's why I even matter in this world." The cyclops asked, soothing his hands. The thought of reconciling with the town's well-known troublemaker sends a chill down Rob's spine. He's shaken, as it doesn't make much sense to him. In his opinion, being united with the culprit for even a brief moment can be troublesome until it becomes too much."But seriously, though. Making peace with...him?! HIM?! I find that absurd! The same guy responsible for all these events I've seen, and you, Mr...Small, right, to make peace with Gumball? After ALL that happened?" Rob asked he pointed his finger at him, but not in a way that indicated a boiling-over of anger."If peaceful resolution is the aim, then why not seek a compromise between you and Gumball? Of course, it's understandable because, with the events that unfolded, you two probably won't be BFFs any time soon. I won't be surprised if you continue this conflict with him. Nevertheless, putting your grievances aside and easing the tension's likely to be more profitable than sparking a war." The consultant enunciated once the cyclops cast his hand down."What if I have no idea what would happen if our plans went awry and we were stuck in the same place as we started? What if, despite our conversation, we continue until the end of our journey? What would happen then? No one will ever provide any forgiveness for my actions! I understood my unfair situation after failure after failure! I won't be even surprised if they never let me in!" Rob continued as an ache grew within him before the therapist placed his hand on his shoulder. The cyclops slowly outstretched his hand and firmly grasped hold of the other. He sniffed, and wiped his eye."Another thing. The "what-ifs." You're allowing worry to consume you too much. It's one thing to express concern, but too much can drive people mad." Steve replied, and Rob rose from the sofa, taking a few steps before wheeling around in his direction."So, what now, Doc? In case you haven't known, I had no family to go to. I don't even have a home after getting discovered inside the Wattersons' basement. I can't seem to know who my parents are. But hey. I'm all on my own, Like usual." The cyclops declared as he sat on the couch, looking downward.Mr. Small's jaw dropped when he heard the news, and he put his hand on his chest in disbelief. He didn't even attempt to write it down, simply putting the notebook aside in silence. His gaze shifted as he pondered the news - the same kid who battled Gumball was a homeless loner with no family he could go to. Scratching his chin and rolling his eyes, Mr. Small had an epiphany and pointed his finger in the air. He reached for another drawer, catching Rob's attention as he tilted his head. The man searched through the folders until something caught his eye - a rectangular white brochure with red symbols and pictures on it. He passed it over to the kid, who grabbed it eagerly.Rob opened the drawer and peered inside. He tilted his head, scanning the contents with his eyes. Mr. Small then joined Rob on the couch. As Rob began to read, the cyclops slowly loosened his grip, causing the brochure to drop to the floor. The book was titled "Elmore Orphanage." The cyclops slowly turned his head at the man as he raised his eyebrow. Steve smiled at him, and the young loner spoke at last."A-Are you sure about this, Mr. Small?" The cyclops asked. The man nodded."Yes, I'm sure. I've been getting news this place is opening for those like you." Mr. Small said as Rob picked the brochure back up."I-I don't know. What about my history?""It's not too late to start anew, kid. Now, there's no denying your caused problems along the way. But. If there's plenty of time to do what you're doing, there's plenty of time for you to reconsider life choices. If push comes to shove, I might convince others of this idea. Sure, it doesn't solve everything automatically, but it's worth a try." Mr. Small said after Rob held the booklet.The cyclops froze for a second, examined the brochure, and smiled. He then stepped up to Mr. Small and, without warning, embraced him tightly. Mr. Small raised his eyebrow in surprise. Steve heard sniffling and saw the Cyclops crying, a tear trickling down his cheek. In a gesture of comfort, Mr. Small patted the kid's back and handed him a napkin. Rob dabbed his eye with the napkin and took a deep breath.Rob looked astonished as Mr. Small opened the door to reveal Gumball and Darwin, the cyclops' "acquaintances." Gumball's fur was a mess that was scruffy, covered with black and burst spots. The feline's clothes are torn from the legs and shoulders, while his right arm has no sleeve. His left shoulder has band-aids, and his right leg's taped up. To complete this homely figure, he had a black eye and yellow-orange gradient kisses on his right cheek. Darwin's form, although similar, was singularly peculiar, with a black and white broken arm casket on his left arm and an orange fin ripped up. Patches littered his skin, his right shoe totally missing, leaving only the tip of his toes and black-and-white kiss marks on his left cheek.Mr. Small's jaw dropped as he saw the sight before him: an intimidating lineup of police officers, all wearing heavy armor and protection, with Doughnut Cop right behind them. The feline, fish, and cops were all giving him hostile glares, making him spread a giant grin despite the sweat dripping down his face. The two tightly balled their fists, their eyes twitching and squinting."You..." Rob gulped in response when he heard Gumball and Darwin say something viciously in unison. He attempted to cover his fear by forcedly laughing afterward. Doughnut Cop stood behind the two with arms crossing and eyes narrowed in a squint."Hey, guys! He-he." The cyclops gave a fake laugh as he shook his hand in response."Rob, aka Dr. Wreaker! You're coming with us!" The sheriff shouted, making the cyclops flinch slightly in response. Mr. Small stood firm at the group as the therapist motioned with his hand in a gesture of peace."Uh, excuse me. Can you guys be patient for a moment while we finish our discussion? I'm not risking making a mess." After squinting his eyes, the counselor asked, prompting the two as they rolled their eyes and shrugged their shoulders, albeit somewhat painfully."Well, don't take forever! As you can tell, we wore out our patience." Mr. Small closed the door gently after the cop responded, and the man sat beside the cyclops. He grabbed his notebook and pencil before finishing up his writing. Then he cleared his throat to communicate."So. Before we finish our session for today, anything else to get out of your chest?" Mr. Small asked as Rob scratched his head and sighed."Despite appreciating what you gave me and helping me with my problems, I should explain what happened." The cyclops explained."You see, I was facing off my enemies in a competition at the town's science fair. I tried to get back at them for my failures. I saw the two made progress. Gumball had a volcano with research, and Darwin had a fish chart with actual fish bowls of a specific creature. So, I entered and decided to get creative. I made an impressive remote control rocket, hoping it'll surpass the two. I lost, of course. To make myself feel better, I strapped their legs onto the rocket. Good old classic revenge.""Interesting. As judging what I'm seeing, everything boomeranged." Mr. Small said as he raised an eyebrow."I was really hoping my plan would work, but it all backfired. I was supposed to create an explosion in the sky, but instead, I got caught, and the remote that could have stopped it from happening got destroyed. Unfortunately, the explosive ended up going off inside the competition instead." Rob answered as Mr. Small finished writing."Okay. For further advice, taking responsibility for your mistakes is the first step towards becoming better. Take the necessary steps to address and fix any issues, and then you'll be ready to move forward. Do you have the brochure with you?" The counselor asked once he put up his notebook and pencil elsewhere."Yes, and I'll preserve the booklet. Thanks." Rob nervously gulped as he walked towards the door. As he opened it, Rob witnessed the group staring at him. The police officer produced handcuffs, and Rob meekly presented his wrists, allowing the cop to secure them. They all began leaving the building, and Mr. Small shouted something at them before shutting the door behind them."Hey, guys! Go easy on the kid! Make sure he has breathing exercises! And sent him to a good place with the brochure in mind! Make sure things go peacefully, okay?" He shouted as he went back inside the room, closing the door."Don't worry! We got it covered!" The Doughnut Cop shouted back as they went outside, and Rob's met with a wall of angry glares as he and the Doughnut Cop exited; students, their families, and bystanders alike shooting his dark looks. The cyclops took a deep breath and exhaled, striding calmly towards the squad car."Well, boys. I guess today was a pretty interesting day, huh?" Rob asked the two as he entered the vehicle."DUDE! You screwed up our science projects! We worked hard on them! You own us!" Gumball shouted at the cyclops before hissing, with Penelope comforting him by rubbing his shoulders. After Rob sat in the backseat, Darwin inquired."Can't you at least wait until everything's finished and then go after us?""I'll keep that in mind, guys! I'll be seeing you around." Rob answered as the cops went inside the car and hastily left the premises by driving away.Mr. Small once again laid the mat on the floor, playing the calming music, and sat with his eyes closed, taking a deep breath and finding his position. The environment he was lost soon regained its tranquil ambiance, providing him with the tranquility he had been seeking.

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Zoomorph: Paradise Tree Snake Form by NRGComics
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Reindeer Games - Christmas 2023 by Asmodaiyaban
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the children you swept under the rug what happened to me? why is it I've been depressed since I was 13?why is my childhood so foggy?why are there blanks and gaps in my memory? why do I overeat,to the point of self harm?did you know eating disorders are linked to childhood sexual abuse?why have I always known what sex is,even at the age of three?I distinctly remember the scene that bordered on bondage,from Disney's Aladdin. why am I so afraid of men,especially of ones with mustaches? I have never felt comfortable in their presenceactually, it started at age elevenI started to get a tightness in my chest, and a knot in my throat,whenever I was in the presence of men,as if they were always about to take advantage. and I don't runand I don't freeze, I hide .I try to convince them I don't exist, I make myself small,I get out & stay out of the way.I get very quiet,I know I have nothing of value to say,girls are mindless.why is it that during my fourth grade summer break, I had no problem with the male gender?my best friend was Justin,& Uncle Gary and I would rough house.but the following summer,when Gary was up to his usual antics all I could do was freeze.he saw the fear in my eyes as he reached for me,and took several steps back,why was I in a panic?why was I so afraid that he was about to touch me inappropriately? what happened to me?what had been triggered in me?why did I immediately,react as though he meant to harm me sexually? I was only eleven,I wasn't supposed to know about sex,so why was that my first conclusion?why was that my automatic response?as if, I was well trainedas if, I knew something terrible was coming...why did my stepfather tell meI'd be beautiful if I wasn't so fat?why did you make a child feel so badly about her body?why did you want me to fit your image of beauty?why is it you had two naked barbies,straddling each other on your dresser,where children could see?what were you trying to teach?were you trying to say it wasn't a big deal?that it is natural?that it is normal?mom,you tried to normalize half naked images,of 8 to 10 year old girls.sexually exploited children.you compared the images to the JCP Penny's catalog underwear section. you made excuses,you said he must have been drunk and lonely, that it's normal, and ok for men to see naked children.you told me,that I'm overreacting,that I'm exaggerating,that I'm not seeing what I'm seeing ,that actually I'm crazy,delusional, psychotic, bipolar,even though you know I have credentials. I work in nursing.it's my job to be oriented,to notice details, to notice signs and symptoms.are you telling me you didn't spot one red flag?that you weren't concerned about the fact he'd been abused?that he'd been forced into incest,that he coped with too much alcohol,that he was too friendly to your children,that he commented on their bodies too often,did you ever consider, that maybe he was grooming?but I don't remember,because it's the child's brain way to survive,a coping mechanism. you see when you are a kid, sometimes you can't run away,you can't push against adult strength,and when you are overpowered,sometimes, the only way out is to surrender & suspend, mind bend,astral travel,watch the body from above or from afar,and get lost in the stars,it is the only way to escape,when you are a little kid, and the frame of your body cannot force an exit. and then, you are at dinner, and nothing is wrong,and what happened didn't happen,and you are dissociated,and you are there but you are not.or is it, everyone else has left you?because everyone seems empty,so disconnected from reality,it's the only way to feign sanity, or is it really just me?but I think you know exactly what happened,and I think you have been an active player,an accomplice, or maybe even worse the perpetrator. now that I look back on you,I notice you are selfish, you are a narcissist. you see, my brain blinded me to that as a kid, but it's clear to me now. you are only self interested .you never did anything to help your kids.you only sucked others of their resources.but you never gave back.and you drank large amounts on a regular basis. what was it you couldn't face?why were you always so wasted? did you do it for money?for security?protection?or were you complicit?why did holly get so many urinary infections?she couldn't have been more than five.why did doctors suspect sexual abuse? but only you were around, mom. or was there someone else?because dad wasn't around,should I assume you are harmless because you are a woman?is it not possible for females to be offenders?is it common sense that a mother could never harm her children?I know you were abused too,you were taken advantage of.by a stranger,and maybe even your father,I remember him making comments, that shouldn't be directed at kids.so tell me what happened to me?what is it you did?or what is it you failed to do?i don't believe you were only a victim.I think you know exactly why I'm afraid of men,why have I always suffered from depression,why is it I feel so shameful in bed,when I'm with my husband, my best friend,why am I so at dis-ease,when intimate,why is it, that sometimes I even freeze?why is it, my soul hides?and I watches myself from the side. I think you know exactly what happened, and that is why you fiercely protect him,because you are just like him,not only an alcoholic, a terrible parent, and a low functioning narcissist,but a predator.and you only prey on the vulnerable, because you are a coward,and he is you, and you are him,you are twins.you cannot disentangle your identity from his.so you defend him,instead of an infant. so what happened?were you afraid I was going to remember?that if you could just hide everything under the covers,put all the children you've harmed under a big enough rug,that if you could just deny, repress, and dismiss,away what I had experienced,that I was so young that I would forget?and you were almost right,you almost got away with it,if only you hadn't raised my suspicion,your critical mistake,was projection.and now you see your worries,have created a self fulfilling prophecy.and now I see the mystery,and now I see the illusion,and its all unravelling, the makeup is fading,and your teeth are glinting, and you are no longer going to be given, the luxury of an infallible reflection,you see, you no longer wield the shield of being a parent,a god, a master,an apex predator.because the truth is,you took advantage of children,you are as low as it gets.you are nothing.you see you are not as clever as much as you give yourself credit for,and also you are lazy,you didn't clean up the evidence,you left footprints,not all over my body, but inside my body,and all inside my psyche. you thought you'd gotten away with it,and now you are shaking,with fear, because now you know I know,and this could be the end, of your reputation.because you are not a human,but a black hole.you only devour and absorb, you destroy with an insatiable appetite,your stomach is never full,you have an addiction,and kids are merely a substance,a resource,an object to deal and make bargains with, andI know you know exactly what happened.but you are only interested in self protection.you are disgusting. how could you allow this to happen?how could you let men steal your children's innocence? how could you participate in something,so unthinkable?how could this be something that is even possible?how could a human be capable, of such betrayal,of such abuse,of such damage,of such deception,to someone so defenseless,to innocent children, your own babies, your cherubs?...
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Art Trade? [CLOSED]ART TRADE STATUS: OPEN [CURRENTLY ACCEPTING ART TRADES] Am looking for people who want to do an art trade with me. OwOSend me a note! ♡I'll be accepting some trades but I can't promise I'll accept all art trade requests. But don't be shy to note or talk to me via chat! (๑╹っ╹๑) I guess I'm looking to do trades with people who are of the same level as me (& interested in their art style), which is what I see a lot of people state in their journals. It should be pretty obvious that I'll be giving exactly what I get from you coz that's only fair. Example; if you make only the lineart, so will I. If you make a colored + non-shaded piece, so will I. Pretty simple. Xx --------------------- xXExchange Drawing(s) for Literature (Writing)I'm also interested in trading my drawings in exchange for literature! If interested, note me and we can discuss more. Xx --------------------- xX I won't be starting on my part until you've either done yours -OR an alternative, we can do a step by step where we show each other WIP(s).This is because I've been cheated before on trades for the past years. I'm willing to wait for you, if u are willing to wait for me. But, if the trader goes 2 months without sending any news, the trade will be cancelled. Just a simple explanation why it's taking a while will be enough, "I'm having exams this month," or anything simple is enough. I’ll be willing to draw just about any kind of character, humans, kemono, animals, anthro, etc. Ask me! :3 My Art Examples:,,,,,,,If u wanna see more, u can check out my gallery! https://www.deviantart.com/nieyx/gallery My gallery folder that consists of pieces made entirely for others (includes commissions, trades, etc): https://www.deviantart.com/nieyx/gallery/72503406/for-others...
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Hello, everyone! This is bloobalooby, the founder of this group. After much deliberation, I have decided that I no longer want to be a part of deviantart. I will not be renewing my core membership, and I will no longer be posting on this website, starting May 27th.


I started this group as a way for more artists to be recognized, for more pieces to be viewed, and for people to feel more comfortable with submitting their art. Along the way, I realized that, though I love drawing, it is not where my passion lies. My goal is to be a writer, and the ties I've had to this website have been keeping me from what I really want to do. I also implore you to check the Terms of Service for this website and make sure you stay updated.

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