Red mentally swore she would kill Nigel the next time she saw him. She had told him she didn't need nor want a Therapist yet he had still dragged her here, literally.

"So Ms. Red exactly what led to you to replace your right eye?"

Red's eye twitched, he actually thought she willingly replaced her eye. If it had been up to her she would have kept her eye, but They had torn it out and replaced it. Yet there was no way a he was telling her life story to some guy whose name translated into: The rapist. Red pursed her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest.


Nigel arrived around four to pick up Red. He expected a lit of things really, an angry villain trying to tear out his throat maybe. Yet he had never expected what he saw upon pushing the door open.

"There, there. It's okay."

Red gently patted the Therapist back as he hugged her around the waist, his face hurried into her shoulder as he cried.

"-and My Mother just abandoned me cause-"


"When I sent you to get therapy, I meant for yourself. Not the Therapist, Red."

Red shrugged, "I don't need therapy, I'm perfectly normal, and he obviously did."

Nigel's eye twitched, "Red, you try taking over the world on a daily basics. I hate to break it to you bit that's not normal and what made you think he needed therapy?"

Red smirked.

"Because he offered to be my Therapist."