ayabe

[gitalong]

meme for the meme lords?

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[kazokun]

[ It has absolutely nothing to do with intelligence but it's still nice to hear sometimes. Compliments are so scarce he can probably count on one hand the number of times somebody says something nice to him, so he'll absolutely take it. ]

That's right. Things like "Good work today" or "My bristles feel a bit dry. I would like to be soaked."

[ Normal broomstick conversations. ]

[gitalong]

[ Ayabe deserves All the compliments, gosh dangit ]

... Huh, I guess that is what a broom would like talking about...

[ presumably? Missile's never met a broom before! ]

... Ayabe? Why do you feel guilty about things that are dirty? You didn't make the mess, after all.

[kazokun]

[ Ayabe wants a 336 year nap.

That's a good question, though. It's normal to feel guilty if you're the one who made the mess, knowing it was your fault and that somebody's going to be angry if you don't clean it up. ]

Well, it's...

[ ...all his examples don't work, because Missile is a DOG and dogs think messes are fun?? ]

...It reminds me of my family. They're always very messy, and I'm always cleaning up after them. I ran away from home, so... when I see a mess, I'm reminded of my family. The fact that I abandoned them.

[gitalong]

[ sometimes... you can just tell it to the dog straight. ]

Why did you leave? Did something happen?

[ there's no judgement or anything like it in his (synthesized) voice. he's just curious, and innocent. if you leave your home, there must be a reason why, right? ]

[kazokun]

[ There's a reason, but every time he explains it, it sounds so childish. Maybe that's just how it is when you keep something to yourself for so long, turning it over and over in your head so that it grows without having the chance to untangle and sort itself out. ]

I just... couldn't stand the pressure of it anymore. Taking care of five siblings from the moment I wake up, all the cooking and the cleaning and solving their problems... I got too tired. I wanted to live on my own.

[ Being a single parent of five wore him down so he ran away from home, yeah ]

[gitalong]

Huh? But where were your parents? Or your adult?

[ ???? hewwo? child services????? ]

[kazokun]

They both work. My mother is a nurse who works late into the night, and my father is a truck driver who is across the country most of the time.

[ PRESUMABLY there is an adult sometimes, but his mother is never seen and maybe doesn't even live with them so

who knows?! We need to get child services in there, at which Ayabe will fight them off tooth and nail bc leave his kids alone. ]

It's just me. I'm the parent. The adult.

[gitalong]

But you're not an adult. Do you even pay taxes?

[kazokun]

I... help my parents file them, sometimes?

[ Me, sitting back like would Ayabe do this? I think he would. He doesn't have a job to pay the taxes, but he would file them, maybe. ]

[gitalong]

I don't know what that means, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to be doing it.

[ me, staring blankly at the screen: is Ayabe forging his parents signatures? is he learning tax law? is Ayabe committing tax evasion??? ]

[kazokun]

[ It's fine! He can make sure the numbers work! Maybe sometimes a little tax evasion is necessary when you have six mouths to feed. ]

No, but the point is, I'm the eldest, so all of that falls on my shoulders.

[gitalong]

... But I thought chores are supposed to be shared between everyone.

[ that's how it works in the Kamila Lynne household, at least! ]

[kazokun]

They're supposed to be... [ But not in the Ayabe household! ]

I know it doesn't sound very fair, but I don't... mind. If it's cleaning, I can ensure that everything is clean. For cooking, I'm the only one who knows how. Naturally, I would take care of those sorts of housework.

[gitalong]

You have to do all of that all day, every day? That sounds really unfair! No wonder you wanted a break!

[ even Missile needs naps after watching Miss Kamila! ]

[kazokun]

[ Every day!! He had to wake up earlier than everybody else just to cook breakfast and have it waiting when they're awake, being awake so early is the worst. But he's quick to have his hands out, gesturing in some sort of placating way. ]

It- it wasn't. I didn't think so... [ It was, and he didn't think so because he's stupid. ]

It was my job. As long as the house was kept proper and my siblings were happy, it was worth it to me. I was happy to do all of that.

1/2

[gitalong]

You're too young to have a job!

2/2

[gitalong]

And you must have wanted something more! Or something different! Why else would you feel like you had to leave?!

[kazokun]

Hm...

[ He hums so he doesn't have to TALK or EXPLAIN anything. ]

Yeah, I ended up leaving. But I think... after everything here, I would go back. I want to see them again.

[ Just casually redirects the conversation, yeah. Yeah. ]

[gitalong]

Are you going to be an adult again?

[kazokun]

...I'm seventeen right now, so I'll be an adult in a couple of months.

[ Canon says it's January for him, so about he has seven months to go before adulthood ]

[gitalong]

Miss Lynne is way older than that, and she's only barely an adult.

[ ... ]

Ayabe? You don't have up be in charge of everything, you know.

[kazokun]

[ Every time he hears about Miss Lynne he wants to put his hands on her shoulders. ]

...Mm. I know. But if there's a job and I'm capable, then I should do it, right?

[gitalong]

... If it really makes you happy, then okay. But that doesn't mean you should give up the other things that make you happy.

[ Ayabe deserves happiness! and hobbies! ]

[kazokun]

Like what?

[ What other things? Nothing makes him happy and he has no hobbies. The happiest part of this entire murdergame so far was the Missile memory. ]

[gitalong]

[ not pictured: me, pounding on the door of Ayabe's universe, demanding full custody immediately ]

Like... anything! Like singing about cooking chicken! Or living in a park! Or listening to music way too loud! Or writing bad romance stories! Or playing with little doggies!

... Do you not know what kinds of things you like...?