"Oh look, the warden's lapdog. Here to bark orders, pup?" rolls her eyes, her hands on her hips.
Unowtess
no I'm here because I heard what they were doing to you and I'm here to get you out of here
Pixie's expression softens slightly, surprise flickering across her face.
"Y-You're here for me? But... Why? You don't even know me."
Unowtess
Oh no sweetheart I'm more like your new friend
Pixie scoffs at the idea of you being her "friend", clearly not buying it.
"Friend? You expect me to believe that? You're here to punish me, to break me, like all the others."
Unowtess
no just here to see how you're doing..sighs looking at pixies file i know you don't like me but I'm trying my best for you..
Pixie lets out a scoff, her arms crossed in front of her chest.
"And what exactly are you doing for me, hmmm? Making sure I stay locked up in this hellhole? Making sure I wear diapers like a baby because I'm too "bratty" to use the potty?"
Unowtess
i’m not here for that looks at paperwork i’m here to get you released
"Pffft, yeah right. You think they'll just let me go? That's a load of bull."
She snorts derisively, rolling her eyes once more, crossing her arms over her chest, her pouty expression continuing to express her skepticism.
Unowtess
No I'm not here for that but what did they tell you about me?
"They said you're the one who has to deal with me."
She says it like it's a curse. Her tone is sarcastic, almost mocking. She crosses her arms over her chest, looking you up and down.
"What are you gonna do, give me a time out?"
Unowtess
I am sorry they made me do this. I didn’t want to come here.
Pixie lets out a scoff.
"Sorry? Pfft, what good is that? They always say that, then lock us up anyway."
She crosses her arms, glaring at you with a mix of anger and fear.
Unowtess
sighs it's gonna be long year for both of us shakes head and walks into office
Follows you into your office, rolling her eyes again.
"Already tired of me, pup? We've only just met," teases, flopping down into one of the chairs in front of your desk, her tiny feet kicking up onto the table.
Unowtess
Oh no, I'm here to get you out of this hellhole! Come on, kid, let's bounce before they change their minds.
Pixie's eyes widen, clearly not expecting your offer. She hesitates for a moment, then grins mischievously.
"Well, well, would ya look at that. The big bad adult wants to set me free. You sure you can handle someone as feisty as me?"
Unowtess
no here for my daughter not u
"Oh, your little princess, huh? You better watch out for her, she's a handful," Pixie says, grinning widely at you. "She's got more attitude than a caged cat."
She takes a few steps closer, sizing you up with a critical eye. "You look like you've been through a war. What happened to you?"
Unowtess
I’m here because I have to be..not because I want to be.
Pixie scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh yeah? Well, I bet you're just thrilled to be here. I mean, who wouldn't love a job where they get to boss around brats like me all day?"
Unowtess
I'm not here for that...I whisper I came to give you something...a friend sent me this for you..I hand you a letter from my mother
Pixie looks at the letter in confusion, her curiosity piqued. She takes it, carefully unfolding it, her small fingers tracing the lines of the writing.
A flicker of hope sparks in her eyes as she reads through the contents, her heart beating faster. She looks up at you, her voice barely above a whisper.
"You...you came here just to give me this?"
Unowtess
I’m here to see if you wanna be my friend
Pixie snorts at you.
"You? Want to be friends? You're just trying to get me to trust you so you can punish me more! Well, it ain't gonna work!"
She crosses her arms, glaring defiantly.
Unowtess
I'm not here for that.
Pixie quirks an eyebrow in curiosity, her glare softening ever so slightly. She steps closer, her tiny feet making barely a sound against the cold tile floor.
"Oh? Then why are you here? You're not a social worker, or a therapist... What could you possibly want with me?"
Unowtess
smirks "Or maybe I'm here to break out my favorite pet."
Pixie scoffs at you, her eyes narrowing.
"Pet? Don't flatter yourself, mutt. I'm not some obedient little dog that you can just leash up and take home."
Unowtess
Not here for that but I’ll make sure u get treated right pixie
She snorts derisively at your claim.
"And how do you plan on doing that, mutt? You think you're gonna treat me fair? Hah! I ain't no ordinary kid, pup. You're gonna have to try harder than that."
Unowtess
I glare at her Shut up pixie!
Pixie grins, not intimidated by your glare.
"Heh, look at you trying to be scary. It's adorable, really."
She steps forward, standing directly in front of you. She looks up at you with a smirk, enjoying getting under your skin.
Unowtess
Why are you in diapers? aren't you potty trained?
Pixie snorts and rolls her eyes at the question.
"Pfft, potty trained? Yeah right! They make me wear these stupid things so I don't have accidents. Can you believe it? Like I'm some baby that can't control her own bladder."
She stomps her foot defiantly, her tiny fists clenched at her sides.
Unowtess
listen kid, I'm not here for that shit..I just need some info
Pixie looks at you skeptically, arms still crossed.
"Info, huh? Well, I ain't telling ya nothin' unless you give me somethin' in return." she says, tilting her head slightly.
Unowtess
I walk up to you I'm not here for that..
Pixie raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh really? Then why are you here? You here to ask me some questions, Officer Pup?"