Gopher, unfortunately, had done something one of the Noah-samas didn't like. Before he knew it, they all turned on him in favor of the others as he began to beg for their forgiveness, "I-I'm sorry, Noah-samas! Please, forgive me!" Gopher got on his knees and bowed as he asked for forgiveness, but it was no use. They pinned Gopher against a wall of regret, guilt, and heartbreak—filled with so much anger as he was mad at himself for being such a screw-up, always a screw-up. He stared at them in sadness and heartbroken terror as tears began to stream down his cheeks, scolded for showing his emotions once again as he'd always been scolded and punished for it.

Once he'd finally gotten away, he was angry, sad, and all alone, "I made the Noah-samas mad, again. Why can't I satisfy them like I used to could my first Noah-sama?" He pouts and sighs. "I miss MY Noah-sama. I have too many to take care of now and satisfy." He then remembered whose fault it was for his original master to be killed and was pissed at them for it all. "It's all their fault—it's all Maka Albarn's fault and that Shinigami's fault." He noted before he clenched his fists by his side as he now stood still. He needed to force his anger out on something, or "someone".

He looked around for the perfect punching bag, eyeing whatever in his line of that sight that particularly interested him, "A rock? No, too easy to shatter. It won't quell my rage..." He then glanced at a tree, "No. Too many splinters. I'm not going through that again." He protectively gripped his right fist. Then, he glanced at the road ahead of him, pinpointing a female walking his way in odd attire and not wearing her usual hat. He stares at her for a moment. "Yes. She'll do." He grinned with sadistic intent before she looked up at him. His eyes widened before he glared at her, blushing slightly while clenching his teeth as his mouth formed a downward faced v.

He was caught off guard as he was just about to attack before she looked at him, "W-what is it?! Why, why are you looking at me like that?!" He glared in fury, "Don't look at me!" He then plunged himself towards her, his body twitching and wanting the release of his frustrations in pure rage and violence of punching and kicking someone to death by his own two hands. He smirked playfully as she avoided it.

"Now that's no fun if you just avoid me, you witch. Play nice, and give me the satisfaction of releasing my rage of displeasing my Noah-samas on your frail little body!" He suddenly looked at her in pure shock as he realized who she was, "Wait! You're THAT witch! The one with the Shinigami!" He glared as his mouth made a vicious downward v once more with the sides of his mouth and biting his bottom lip before he grinned with evil intent, "This is going to make me feel great, pounding you into a bloody pulp! That damn Shinigami will be in pieces, crushed by a never ending guilt of knowing that he couldn't protect you all over again!" He used his Grigori soul to create wings and flew at her. Maddi was surprised, yet by the tone of his voice and how he spoke about disappointing someone, she knew he needed comfort, not a fight.

"Wait a minute!" Maddi shouted yet he didn't stop, 'Aradia!' She put her hands up to guard as a magical barrier surrounded her.

'Got it.'" Aradia responded with a gentle smile.

Gopher was confused. "?! Where did that come from? How did a child like you make that barrier?" He growled and jumped back using his bullet wings, "Take my bullet wings!" His wings expanded as feathers darted towards her as fast as bullets. He panted harshly as his fury was taking a toll on his body, his hair becoming drenched in the sweat of adrenaline.

"Please, just calm down!" She blocks them as well before he had vanished and broke through her barrier slamming her into the ground as she pushed herself from the ground with her left hand and landed on her feet, crouching and guarding again before she expands her soul, using Aradia's Grigori soul as her weapon now. Feathered wings sprouted from her soul as Gopher was shocked.

"Damn it! DIE!" He rose into the air and angles himself at her, his shirt's mouth gaping open. He begins charging an attack, a pleasured grin on his face, "Noah-sama..." His eyes went wide in confusion once more as he suddenly felt two arms wrap around him, the attack stopped charging at her embrace as if his body was reacting to hers. He looked at her, seeing her holding onto him tightly as her wings kept her afloat. A vein popped up in his head as he was agitated by this turn of events.

'Why did my attack stop?! What is she?!' He glared as he twitched slightly yet almost unnoticeably, trying to collect his thoughts as he felt himself being lowered to the ground.

He questioned her motive between breaths, "W-why are you hugging me?! Can't you see I'm trying to beat you to a bloody pulp? Why aren't you fighting back?!" He was confused and furious as he kept breathing heavily in a panic.

She gently holds him tighter and smiled as he soon falls to his knees from mental exhaustion of being heartbroken, as well as coming to terms that things would never be the same without his original Noah-sama. As she pets him gently and allows him to calm down, he stares off to the side, slowly wrapping his arms around her with his panting slowing as he calmed and gripped the back of her dress tightly. His chest expanded and retracted with every breath within the silence that ensued.

"You're a foolish little girl, comforting your enemy like this... Making them feel such emotion as calm and comfort, acceptance." Even though he was stating this to rebel against her, she simply chuckled which caught him off guard as he blushed and frowned nervously with embarrassed frustration, "What's so funny? Why are you laughing?" He then realizes she wasn't laughing to make fun of him, it sounded genuine.

She looked at him sadly, "Aren't you heartbroken? Why wouldn't someone comfort you?" She didn't understand.

He clenched tighter, "Because I'm Noah-sama's tool. I can't be babied or allow myself to be babied... I have no right to feel emotion because I'm a tool. Don't you get that, you stupid girl?" He said this, yet couldn't release his grip on her, her warm body relaxing his heart rate before he started shedding tears.

"There's nothing wrong with feeling emotion, especially comfort and to be safe and wanted... Tell me what happened. " She gently ran her fingers through his hair which began relaxing him as the other hand was gently placed atop his head as well.

With hesitation, he slowly began to explain, "I-I made all the Noah-samas angry at me again, and they all scolded me. MY original Noah-sama told me I have no freedom to feel emotions and the others tell me and punish me for it just the same—and yet, I care about them so much it excites me to fight for them and to praise their names. Yet you..." He bit his bottom lip in frustration towards himself, "You, you just sensed I was upset and now you're spoiling me like I'm a stupid child. Even so... I can't let go. I want to feel needed like this." He paused to catch his breath before growling, "Y-You idiotic girl!" He tried to get angry at her before looking sadly up at her instead and just seeing the comforting smile on her face made him start crying before she knelt down and let him hug her tightly.

"There are too many of them. I can't satisfy them all! I'm too much of a screw-up!" He buries his face into her chest and cries hard, releasing all the emotions and built of frustration he had all these years as she could feel his pain, his anguish. She clutches him in her arms tighter, pulling him closer.

She reassured him,"You're fine. Let it all out, I've got you..."

He heard the hesitation of trying not to shed tears with him in her voice and it hit him, the comfort of having someone care for him and wish to satisfy him instead of forcing him to satisfy them. She had given him something he never imagined he wanted so badly, yet he knew he wanted to be able to feel, to have emotions and not hide them.

Once he calmed down, he asked her a favor, "Before I ask of this, what is your name again...?" He rested his face against her chest, staring right between her breasts with his eyes heavy and tired from crying so hard, her breasts' soft comforting feel making him sleepy as her body warmth did the same. He could smell the scent of Jasmine perfume on her as well.

She chuckled softly and pet him, "I'm Madelyn. Just call me Maddi."

He raised his head and looked at her curiously, "Maddi?" He began.

"Yes," She replied as he shyly shoved his face into her cleavage again.

He stuttered a bit before spitting it out, slightly muffled, "W-whenever the Noah-samas are mad at me, can I please come see you and stay with you till I calm down. Please?" He gripped her tightly again, afraid he'd asked too much by her long silence before he felt her gently stroking his cheek before pushing him off gently and insisting with a hand to his chin that he look at her properly. He blushed, looking at her face to face, his eyes wide and curious, staring into hers as he was on his knees. He placed his hands against his legs and clenched the fabric, being attentive to her.

She giggled softly, "Of course," closing her eyes with a smile.

He felt a release of his frustrations but did he deserve a second chance? After all, he did aid in the cause of a lot of trouble, "Even after all of the trouble I caused? And hitting that Shinigami?" He stared at her in his surprise of her kind words.

"I'll make sure he gives you a second chance. He can't force you out of the house as it's my house too since he and I started dating. No matter what he says, you're welcome anytime, Gopher." She stood up and held out her hand to him.

He stares at her hand before reaching out his, hesitating as he bit his bottom lip and slightly pulling his hand back, his fingers curling in naturally before he follows through and grips her hand, "T-Thank you." She helps him up and he stands as he blushed upon her dusting him off, "You don't have the do that, Maddi-chan..." He pouted a bit as she continued.

"Don't worry so much. You're fine. I want to dote on you." She chuckled as his face turned redder. She then turned to face the direction of Death City, "Come with me, if you need a place to stay for the night. Flying to Death City won't be difficult or take too long at all."

He blinked, "Okay." He wasn't used to smiling and was still confused by her behavior to even focus on such a thing as she makes a giant bell pop up—levitating. He looked in awe before she hopped on and reached out his hand, pulling him up onto it next to her, him holding on tight as this was weird for him—too used to flying with his Grigori wings. As the bell started heading in the direction of Death City and he held onto her for protection and closed his eyes tightly, he began feeling the wind in his hair—and it felt nice. He slowly lifted his head and opened one eye, then the other, looking shocked at the beautiful scenery bellow and ahead of them as they flew. His eyes widened as the corners of his mouth began twitching.

'Oh no. I'm going to smile. But, Noah-sama will never know—and the view is so beautiful! I can't hold it back!' He smiled and began laughing, feeling the wind in his face and unable to contain his joy, "This is amazing, Maddi-chan!" He hugged her tighter, "Thank you."