Ahh...

Written for self-satisfaction, and ended up uploading it... Sorry... I know it's way, way too OOC, and that rose would... probably end up trampled.

Sorry...

"Master…. Master, wait, where are you going. Master."

"…."

'Master, wait up-"

"Can't you be quit for once, Erika. I don't have any time right now, so go bother someone else."

"But, I…. I've been thinking…."

"What have you been thinking while you should've been thinking how to win this game and erase humiliation you've bring on me, huh? Wait, tell me. I'm curious.

"Nothing, Master…."

"You should've know that look doesn't work with me. So, please, don't annoy me any further, and go revise your theories, little detective."

"I've, been thinking about my theories…. And revising them."

"Good. Because if it's something less the glorious, proud win…. I'll personally scratch your eyes out, pull off all of your hair, tear your heart out of that ribcage of yours and stomp on it until it pops…. And then I'll throw whatever remains of you in to the deepest, darkest part of oblivion. Got it."

"I won't fail, milady. I won't. I'll make you proud, certainly."

"If you don't want anything of the things above to happen to you…. You will."

"Yeah…. Can I ask something of you. Please."

"No. Get lost."

"But master…. I'll be short, I promise."

"What…. What do you want…. trash?"

"We…. Well, Milady…. T-t-t-today….. is…. Um, Mather's day…. And,here, this is for you…."

"Huh? Why are you giving the rose to me….?
"Well, um….. You…. I…. I never had a real mother…. A….and, y-you're the closest thing to mother that I ever had…. So please, accept this…. M-My master.."

"Hn…. You never had a real mother. Explain."

"Well, she…. She left me in orphanage when I was…. I was just a m-month old, if not younger…. M-m-my dad died…. She…. Didn't want to be a single parent so…."

"…."

"Auch! Master, why…. d-did you hit me…. ah."

"Stop crying! How many times do I have to tell you that. Crying show weakness…."

"Mas.… Mas-ter…."

"I told you to stop…. You're sixteen, right, not six."

"Y-yes but…. but…."

"… Come here…." *kneels down*

"Huh?" *kneels down as well*

"There, there. Now, be quiet." *puts the other's head in her lap*

"…..I love you…. Master."

"Shut up…. junk."

"But I re-really do!"

"And I will really make you lick floor if you don't stop with that emotional crap."

"…."

"You really are blissfully stupid…. Stop snuggling like that, you're being such a child."

"Y-yes…."

"…." *pets the other's head*

"Master?"

"Hn…. What is it?"

"Thank you…."

"Have in mind that this doesn't change anything…. In my eyes, you're still a waste of flesh and air."

"…." *whimpers*

"That sound you just made…. Stop that as well. Stop whimpering like a kicked puppy."

"I-I'm sorry master."

"…." *sighs and tarts tenderly stroking Erika's hair*

"Master…. Why are you so cold to me…. sometimes."

"You should be happy I'm even keeping you…."

"Mas-"

"I'm strict because you're too soft…. I don't want you to end up like me…. So, I need to break you a bit myself…. Otherwise, you'll brake yourself completely." *scratches the other behind the ear, like a pet owner*

"I love…. you…. Master."

"I already told you what you'll get if you say such thing again. But…. since you've been a good girl this far…. I'll forgive you this once."

"Mas….." *weeps silently*

"Why are you crying now…. Pfft, you're a lost case."

"It-it's just, you never praised me before…."

"…"

"…"

"Thank you…. For the rose…. Now, there, there…. Don't cry…. or I'll hit you."

"Master…."