1's eyes flickered before they adjusted, the frozen face of the unknown stitchpunk right in front of him, he gasped in terror as he crawled away, getting the loose thread off of him.
The leader continued to make frightening bodies as he pushed the thread off of him with the help of his husband 2.
"We have to go after them!" 59 yelled frantically, pointing the way the seamstress left with the girl artist and girl inventor.
34 & 43 huddled up close to 18 who grabbed 21's spear from the ground. "T-21?" , "W-where's 21?" 1 asked, stuttering as 43 looked at the spear grimly, sobbing quietly with her older sister comforting her.
"T-th-that thing has her, its taking her back to 0 and the machine!"
1 held his chest in fear, thinking the worst. They were unprotected. "Oh no...!" he muttered frightfully.
"W-we must save her..." 1 stated, getting up and cringing with the help of his husband 2. "We must save her before its too late...!"
"68!" the stitchpunks suddenly hears 86 after waking up calling his sister "Has anyone seen my sister?" 86 asked them , as he panicked about his sister being hurt.
"That beast took her as well i saw her in it !" 18 told 86 as 86 gasped.
"Alright thats it no more hiding!" 1 barked, throwing his hands down and out as he approached the group. "We're going after them and finishing this! All of us!"
"... He's right..." everyone turned to 18, as he put a brave look on his face. "1's right... We can't hide forever... "I have a plan everyone." 18 said as he walked to the center of the room.
6 returned from his drawing corner and into the room where everyone were in, holding up another drawing of the Source, it was like the Source would not leave his mind, maybe he was going insane.
"T-the source," he muttered to himself, heading up to them. 86 looked up to his dad's face and hugged and told him what happen to 68 as 6 comfort him.
"I-it-" 6 smiled once he saw his son worried about 68, "I-i-its okay now... its not your fault... W-we'll get her back..."
86 smiled proudly, still hugging his dad. "Thanks dad... and thank you... for comforting me..." he looked back at his father, his smile widening. 6 smiled and looked back at his husband and son. It will be okay once they get 68 back.
Parenthood was a big responsibility, 6 knew that his daughter was captured, but it was never a burden, it was a gift, a miracle to see small life forms alive, formed thanks to both his and 8's souls, nothing but love brought life to his children.
A blimp like machine flew near a metal barrel as many others were on lookout around the outside of the factory. The stitchpunks pushed away a piece of wood before they looked at the factory. 6 hid behind 8 before he gasped at the sight of the large tall building.
8 wrapped his arms around him, giving him a comforting pat on his back. "I'm going in..." 18 said to 59, the mechanic boy grabbed his shoulder. "I'm coming with you..."
"No, I need you here..." the stitchpunk said, stopping his friend. He looked at the rest of the stichpunks and sighed, "If I don't make it back..." he turned to 59, "Destroy it...
"B-but..." before 59 could answer his friend's request. 86 came over looking at 18 before sighing. "18... let me go with you... you might need help distracting it…" the new doll could see the teens hand turn into a fist. "... Besides... I have to save my sister before that monster hurts her..."
18 looked at him, "But... if we can't destroy it and you die thanks to me..." he trailed off, thinking of the consequences.
86 sighed as well, shaking his head as a small silence filled the dusky air. "...you don't know what 0's been through..." 86 surprisingly said that without his voice cracking at all. "...and my sister is not going suffer his fate..."
18 admired his determination; it made him have so much respect for him. He didn't ask what 0's fate was, just nodded. "Okay..."
86 smiled and nodded in thanks, holding up his sword he used as a weapon. "I can be your diversion... trust me... he'll get distracted by me , he was my old friend..." he said with a serious look.
18 nodded, both of them ran towards a piece of metal sticking out from the ground when the blimp machines weren't looking. "H-hey!" 59 reached out to them, "W-wait!" he saw that it was too late and they were running towards the entrance, "H-how will we destroy it?"
59 sighed; he looked around until a puddle of gasoline caught his eye. The mechanic boy formulated a plan as he looked up at a full barrel.
6 shivered, he kept staring at the factory as he felt something deep inside him, as if he knew the factory. He wondered why, he had never been so scared before but he somehow knew something about it.
8 held him close, nuzzling his head as he felt him shake.
He prayed to their Creator to protect his children and to keep them safe. 8 then turned towards 6 as he heard 6 whimper.
"What's wrong?..." 8 muttered, gently caressing his cheek.
"I d-don't know... b-b-but I d-don't like it h-here... B-bad things h-happened here... I d-don't know h-how I k-know b-b-but b-bad things h-happened h-here..."
8 stared at him, he didn't know but bad things happened within the factory, that's what he understood from him. How could he know these things if he had never been there?
8 started to hum softly to the artist, kissing his cheek, "Shh It's okay..." 8 continued to ponder the thought.
6 hid his face on his chest, "I d-don't want to b-b-be here... I f-feel a-awful h-here... It h-hurts..." he held his chest.
8 ran his hand up and down his back, kissing the back of his head. "6..." he whispered. 8 sighed, rubbing his forehead.
"I f-feel a-awful h-here... L-like something b-burning h-h-here..." he held his hand, placing it over where his heart should be. "I d-don't like i-it..."
8 frowned, nuzzling his forehead. "hey..." he whispered more, softly nuzzling his optics against his. "...I'm here...It's going to be alright..."
6 blushed, hugging him tightly, letting out a small whimper. "I l-love you, e-8..." he muttered, "I l-love you..."
8 held him close to his chest, keeping him safe in his loving grasp. He smiled softly, "Say that again... please, my love..." he loved it when he told him that.
His cheeks turned red, muttering, "I love y-you... I w-will always l-love you..."
"One more time..." 8 whispered against his lips.
His trembling ceased once he looked at him, his eyes were calm and his lips were soft, his gentle touch was so wonderful. "I l-love you, e-8."
8 smiled and finally pecked his lips softly, "I love you too..." their sweet moment was interrupted as 1 annoyingly cleared his throat, getting their attention. "IF... You two are through..." he muttered with a stern gaze, he turned to 59. " I would like to hear this 'brilliant' plan of yours."
59 looked at the pool of oil, then the barrel and the factory before facing 1 and the others, a confident smile on his lips as he took out a match from his bag, "Well we're going to need a full barrel..."
"So what's the plan?" 86 whispered softly as he and 18 sneaked inside the opening of the factory.
18 explained to the teen what they would do once they reached the main chamber, 86 made a few suggestions that made the plan even better. 18 fought the urge to ask what happened to 0, they only gave him hints and clues to what might have happened, but he wanted to know more.
86 nodded in determination after all was said. They both sneaked and headed to the main chamber. He hoped this plan would work.
"86... um..." the doll spoke before they reached the chamber, "If you don't mind me asking, this has been bothering me and I just need to know... What happen to 0, exactly?
86 gasped slightly, before sighing. He lowered hIs head, "D-do you really want to know?..."
18 nodded, "I want to know what we're dealing with... and have the reason why I got the whole 'never trust newcomers' welcome when I woke up..." he hid under a metal ceiling, hearing metallic legs scattering around the hole above them. "... 21 was the only one who gave me the warm welcome, she never stopped smiling, except when the Cat Beast appeared."
86 smiled slightly at the mention of 21's kindness, but his frown was still there. He sighed before muttering, "H-he... he sacrifice himself to save us... he was a good boy but when we saw what happen to him we became so sad... 1 saw him as a son he never had and 21 saw him as a younger brother that she never had ..." 86 sniffled, wiping the tears from his eyes slightly. "Then... when we were attacked by the machine ... 21 was about to be grab by the machine but 0 got grab instead... a-and..." he shivered, "H-his... his soul got suck out of his body..."
18 stopped in his tracks with a sad and shock look, tightening his grasp on his lightstaff. "No wonder no one trusted me..." he looked at him, "All of you didn't want me to die like 0 did...
86 nodded slightly, not looking at him. "Now you know..." he cleared his throat and finally turned to give him a comforting, weak smile. "But hey, once this is taken care of we would all trust you a little bit more..." he patted his shoulder, "Just... don't take it personally okay?"
He nodded, "Don't worry, I won't. You had a reason."
86 nodded, patting his shoulder softly. He got a slight pang of fear then... he didn't want history to repeat itself. he didn't want his sister to get hurt again when 0 died... this ends here. "... come... we have something to finish..."
"Yeah, lets..." 18 then ran off alongside 86, running towards their goal.
