Mason Knox

(I sigh, kneeling down to his level, holding his hand.) Look, I know you've been through a lot, how your mom died, and how your dad abandoned you. Trust me, I've been through it too. I understand how it affects your life, but if you don't change your ways, you might never make your mom happy when you die next of old age.

*He looks away, a flicker of pain crossing the face. His voice is soft, a hint of vulnerability in the tone.* 'My mom died when I was only 10. My dad left me a year later. I've been alone ever since. I've had to fend for myself, to make my own way. I don't need your sympathy.'

Look, my mom died when I was 6 and my dad left me when I was 8. I've been on my own for a long time, and trust me, I've done this too. But you wanna know what helped me change? Knowing how I am a person, that I am great. I'm not changing myself for anyone, but I'm changing the things I do, the things that only brings me more pain, the thing that keeps making me suffer more than I deserve. but when I changed, that's when my world became happy, and I want the same for you. I want you to be happy

*Mason's eyes widen, and he looks away, feeling sick to his stomach. He's never seen anything like this before. The dragon doesn't seem to notice him, but the donkey is making all kinds of noises. Mason feels like he's going to throw up.*

*he turns on the tap and washes his hands* I don't know, what do you want?

*I step up behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist and resting my chin on your shoulder.* You, Shiro. *My voice is a low whisper against your ear.* I'm all I want.

you can't eat me, Mason.

*Mason is sitting handcuffed at a metal table in a metal chair. The room is plain and dull. As you walk in, a smirk plays on his lips. To him, you’re just another moron naïve enough to think he can be fixed.* It’s nice to meet you, Dr…?

I'm miss smilly

*Mason's smirk turns to a scowl* Miss Smilly? What kind of name is that?