Everyone once again gathered together in the dining room for dinner. Areeta listened to the scattered conversation around the room. She stood in the doorframe and watched as her guests interacted. Her butterfly oc was one of the last to enter as she came in with the younger kids who had been playing outside.

"Ms. Areeta, everyone is here," said Audrey from behind Areeta.

Areeta turned a bit to see most of her staff standing behind her. Everybody but the three cooks were standing in the hallway.

"Good," she said. The host took a step into the dining room and cleared her throat loudly. Everyone turned their attention to her and silence filled the room.

"Hello everyone. Since you will be staying here, I would like you to get familiar with those who work here at this facility. Come in everyone."

Nine Mobians entered the room. "First, we have Audrey, my assistant," she said gesturing towards the brown owl. "She helps me in the Creation Room and she will travel with me later on in the week when I begin to add environments for the story."

"Then we have our nurse, Calendula. If you guys get injured or have any other problems, try to find her."

The golden vampire bat gave a small smile and waved, tugging on her white nurse dress. She seemed to be in her mid teens.

The introductions continued, the handyman, two security guards, three maids in maid dresses, and the gardener were introduced to the guest.

"Finally, we have our three cooks Pumpkin , Gumbo, and Cookie who are bringing out dinner right now.

Three beagles walked out of the kitchen in aprons and chef hats with their arms filled with plates of food.

"Thank you," said Areeta as she took her seat at the head of the table. "You are all dismissed," she said.

All the workers nodded and walked in single file out of the room.

"Now that that's done, shall we eat?"

Dinner went on without a problem. Since it was only a little bit after 6:30, the guests were left to their own devices.

Areeta strolled down the hallways of the facility alone.

'Okay, starting tomorrow, I need to begin creating stuff for my OCs. I'm also going to have to create at least two new areas...' thought Areeta.

She continued up and down the hallways, deep in thought. Inside her head she formed a to do list for the next few day. She walked up and down the flights of stairs, occasionally murmuring to herself now and then. Whenever she had an idea or was deep in thought, it felt good for her to move around. As she continued her stroll, she failed to notice the vibrant blue eyes following her as she once more made her way downstairs.

Areeta walked through a dimly lit hallway. Upon entering, she immediately looked for the light switch. Though, she didn't like having lights on in the daytime most of the time, this hallway didn't have enough windows to let in the fading light. As she approached the light switch, she heard light footsteps behind her. The footsteps were almost silent and barely put any pressure on the floorboards.

Areeta turned around to see the nine year old butterfly coming towards her.

"Oh, it's you. You're not going to hang out with the others?" asked Areeta.

The butterfly shook her head.

"Then what are you going to do for the rest of the evening?"

The butterfly points at her creator.

"You're going to hang out with me?"

The butterfly nods.

"Well, it's not like I'm doing anything, so why not? I'm warning you though, I'm not very interesting."

Without changing her expression, she clapped her hands. Areeta assumed it meant she was happy.

Areeta smiled at her creation. "Oh, you're so cute!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the child and kissing her forehead.

When Areeta withdrew from her, the butterfly had a bewildered look on her face. Seeing it, Areeta began to explain.

"I just gave you a hug and a kiss. People hug and kiss each other to show that they're fond of each other or to show emotional support." Areeta patted her head. " It would do you good to remember these things; it's a large part of who you are. You're quite the cuddle bug..."

"****'s definitely going to need you to have that trait by time she gets her memories..." murmured Areeta to herself.

"How about we go to the game room and play some games?"

The little girl shook her head vigorously.

"Come on," said the older girl, grabbing a hold of the younger's hand.

When they got to the game room, the first game they tried was a game similar to whack-a-mole. After watching Areeta play the game once, the butterfly took her turn and attempted to hit the moles that were popping out of the machine.

Areeta watched a few feet away as the butterfly swung around the oversized mallet. Her small stature made the hammer look even bigger than it had in Areeta's hands.

Areeta smiled a bit. The kid was quite cute. She had done well in the weeks it took to form the little butterfly's body. Areeta had put extra effort in making her OCs physical features match with their roles.

Areeta had created her younger OC to be moe. Sure, by time she was complete there would be a lot more to her ,but it was best to go through the simple things before the complex. Also, it would be a total waste if she had made the butterfly a moe blob and that's it. That kind of character did not belong in a Sonic fanfic.

As she watched the younger girl begin another game of whack-a-mole, her creator made a checklist of the cute traits the girl covered currently.

'Large eyes, pretty standard with Sonic characters. Large round head in comparison to rest of body, again, pretty standard. Eagerness?'

"Hey, do you want to play a different game?," asked Areeta. "You can pick."

Turning to Areeta, the butterfly nodded vigorously and ran to the pinball machine.

'Check. Physical and/or emotional vulnerability?"

Areeta gazed upon the distracted butterfly, her figure was waifish and was short in stature, less than 3 feet in fact. Areeta hadn't made her very durable (that wasn't what her strong suit was going to be) and butterflies were innately quite delicate. The little girl was also very light; it wouldn't be surprising if anyone holding her would be afraid they would break her.

'Check, for physical vulnerability. Emotional vulnerability would come later. She still hasn't gotten most of her traits yet' thought Areeta as she stepped up to the pinball machine and pulled the lever to shoot the ball.

As Areeta tried to keep the ball from falling into the hole, she glanced at the butterfly standing beside her.

"Did you complete the puzzles you were given today?"

The butterfly nodded.

"On your own?"

The butterfly froze then looked away before shaking her head.

"Hm, oh well, we can always work on your intelligence another day, at least you still gained some traits...Speaking of traits, tomorrow we're working on your cute and endearing ones. We start before breakfast so be up bright an early."

The butterfly nodded.

The two played in the game room for a few more hours before the butterfly's eyes began to grow heavy. Noticing this, Areeta scooped the child up in her arms. The butterfly snuggled up against Areeta's chest and closed her eyes. Her antennae gently tickled Areeta's neck as she began to walk towards the door.

Areeta hadn't even begun putting in her cute traits and she was already doing a pretty good job. Cute traits were meant to invoke affection after all and right now, Areeta felt very affectionate toward the small butterfly, but then again, that could be because she had created her.

Areeta got up the next morning as the light streamed through her bedroom window. She glanced at her clock. She had a little more time before breakfast. She pulled her head tie from her head and shook out her braids. She climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. As she got ready, she heard the door to her room open. With the toothbrush in her mouth and the toothpaste coating her mouth, she leaned her head outside the bathroom door.

Sitting on her bed was the butterfly. Like always, her wings were folded down neatly on her back.

'I wonder when she'll be able to fly? She hasn't lifted her wings at all since she was released...Oh well, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. At least she's here'

Areeta waved at her in greeting and raise her finger to ask for a moment. She went into the bathroom and finished brushing her teeth. As she turned toward the door she jumped a bit, the butterfly was right behind her.

"Geez, ya scared me."

The butterfly only blinked in response.

"Well I suppose you don't know what that gesture I made means. Let's begin. What should I teach you first...?" Areeta thought for a bit.

"Maybe we should start by making you seem childish. You're supposed invoke a protective instinct in people. If you act like a child, it would seem like you need to be protected."

Areeta thought about it a bit more. "But try not to be annoying. Wouldn't want you to become a Scrappy or Moe Blob wouldn't we? Let's start with how you sit. Get on the bed."

For the next hour, Areeta showed the butterfly various expressions, postures, body languages that were considered cute and what they conveyed. When Areeta had taught her all she could think of she decided it was time to test her.

"Body Language 1: Kinda Out of It, Happily Daydreaming!" she called out.

The butterfly planted her hands on the bed and moved her head side to side, her eyes staring into space. She began to kick her legs against the side of the bed.

"Good," said Areeta, nodding. "Curious/ Wha? Or Huh?"

The butterfly pulled herself further onto the bed and with her legs crossed and tilted her head to the right.

"Okay. Casual Sitting"

The butterfly uncrossed her legs, spread them out, then leaned forward, pressing her hands down on the hem of her dress and onto the bed.

"Ask for a hug from a taller person."

The butterfly got up and walked towards her master. She then got on her tip toes and reached up towards her, her eyes look at her pleadingly.

"Good. Now try the Security Cling: Child Version"

The butterfly scampered behind her creator and peeked out from behind her creator's legs, gripping her leg tightly.

"Good, good. Now apologize to me for something you did."

Areeta crouched down so that she was eye level with her.

The butterfly looked down at the ground, put her hands behind her back, and prodded the ground with her foot. She then looked up at Areeta with wide eyes and an apologetic look

"You're forgiven."

The girl didn't smile but the apologetic look left her eyes. She walked towards her master and kissed her on the forehead.

"I think that will be good for now," said Areeta as she got up. She glanced at her alarm clock. "-and it's almost time for breakfast."

Still in her pajamas, Areeta picked up her handheld monitor and moved toward the door. "Come on."