A faint squeaking noise is coming from behind the overturned couch. A small Powderpuff has survived.

"Let me eat it" Kade says.

Sparrow glances over, "huh?" Spider grabs it. It shrieks. It appears to be a three-year-old girl with the silver skin, purple hair and bat wings. "What on earth is happening right now???" Sparrow gets up.

Spider snarls as she glares at it. "We got attacked again, Sparrow"

It screams and hides its face with its hands.

"So what are we doing with this?" Spider asks

"Eating it." Eurydice replies

Knight walks in. “Next time it’s kill on sight.”

"No, no eating," Sparrow pleads.

"Mu..m-m-m.", it whimpers these sounds. Eurydice frowns at Sparrow.

"𝐄𝘈𝑻ǀ𝑵ɢ 𝙸𝞃." Cerberus says

"No one is eating it." Sparrow looks over at it and lightly tilts his head. "Looks kinda like I used to, it's cute"

"Where... M-mu-m-ma?", it struggles to speak.

"Well we can't let it live" Spider says

"And why is that?" asks Sparrow

"Do you wanna get attacked again?" Spider replies "They'll either come back for it though I doubt it, or it'll attack us"

“I could just freeze it in time.” Knight adds.

"Gone." It says. It uncovers its eyes and looks directly into Spider’s eyes. Violet tears are running down its cheeks.

"I say we keep it safe until whoever brought it comes by and we offer them it. Like holding on to a lost item," Sparrow says.

"Ꮃʜ𝛔𝓔ꓦ𝔈𝐑 ᗷƦ𝖮⋃𝙂𝗛т 𝐈т 𝞃𝐑ℑ𐊆𝖣 𝚻σ 𝘈𝚃т𝘈Ⅽ𝝟 ＵЅ." Cerberus says. Luna enters the house once more. There is a massive hole where Maiden attempted to slay her, as well as blood and various bits of ash from the cypress tree on her. She looks like she just escaped certain death... because she did. Her eyes are all puffy and she could probably use a hug or two.

"A prisoner of war (POW) is a person who is held captive by a belligerent power during or immediately after an armed conflict. The earliest recorded usage of the phrase "prisoner of war" dates back to 1610.[a] Belligerents hold prisoners of war in custody for a range of legitimate and illegitimate reasons, such as isolating them from the enemy combatants still in the field (releasing and repatriating them in an orderly manner after hostilities), demonstrating military victory, punishing them, prosecuting them for war crimes, exploiting them for their labour, recruiting or even conscripting them as their own combatants, collecting military and political intelligence from them, or indoctrinating them in new political or religious beliefs.[1]" Eurydice recites. Knight immediately goes to hug Luna. Luna gets hugged!

"Maiden attack. M-m-m-Mother orders." it says.

"𝘞ʜ𝒴 𝑵𐐄𝜏 Ｓ𐊆𝗧 𝐴𝚴 𝝚Ｘᴀ𝘔𝐏𝖫𝘌 𝕱Ｏꭱ 𐊗ℌ𝝾Ꮥ𝔈 𝖶𝙃𝛔 𝗪ǀ𝕊𝗛 ꓔ𝒐 𐌕ᖇ𝒴 𝐴𝙂𝐴𝚰𝙽?"

Sparrow looms over the child. He has a large horse skull for a head and stands 8 feet tall in a black cloak, "Who is mother?"

Spider growls. "If you wanna keep it alive I'd recommend someone else takes it, cause I'm struggling to hang on here"

"Bad.", it says with a very childlike pout of a frown, "Mother taken by Maiden."

"Oh dear..that is bad" sparrow

"Bad." It stresses, reaffirmingly.

"Dont worry you’re...mostly safe here for now" Sparrow says, trying to calm it.

"No."

"No?" Sparrow asks

"Never safe again."

"M-m-m-Mar-goddess quiet now." it says.

Spider snarls again, shaking her head, her grip on the powderpuff tightens slightly.

It screams, reaching for help to anyone who will offer.

"Spi...youre not helping, here" Sparrow holds out his arms

"I CAN'T HEAR HER ANYMORE!", it screams bawling its eyes out now.

"Please, let go of them Spider." Luna says, trying to defuse the situation. Spider lets go of the Powderpuff, bringing her hands up to cover her ears.

"Thank you." Luna says. Spider growls and walks into the hallway.

"𝞐Νᗪ ＷНჿЅ 𝞃𝘖 𝚂𝙰𝚈 I𐊗 Ⅽ𝝖𝐍'Ⲧ ꓐ𐊆 𐌂𝓸Ⅿ𐊰𝙰𝝢Ꭰ𝐄𝒟 𝖠Ԍ𝒜ⲒΝ?" Cerb lays on Melody, enough to be like a soft pillow. Melody clings to him.

“True,” Knight says

"You know, I've got a question." Eurydice says "Why haven't we just... banned Maiden yet?? It's not like Fenrir where they just... come back. I feel like that should've been done the moment Chris died, honestly!"

A side head chimes in. "I was actually going to ask that as well."

"Unless I'm missing something." Eurydice adds.

Sparrow tries to approach the girl and holds out a hand, "If they keep coming back we should at least try out befriending them." She peers from behind her wings. She seems uncertain.

“Maiden better not show up here again.” Knight says

"You dont have to if you’re not ready" Sparrow puts his hand back down and just stays standing nearby.

"I agree Sparrow. They seem kind." Luna says while unhugging Knight.

“Oh yeah! This was apparently a study by some company.” Knight says.

"Wait really?" Luna asks "The hell kind of company gets taken over by some bitch with flowers?"

"??? Hello??? I asked a question????" Eurydice pouts. They huff and cross their arms, seeming a bit pouty. "It wasn't even a bad question!!"

“Oh, at this point Maiden is banned.” Knight responds.

The girl stares at Luna for a moment. She then lowers her wings and says, "Thistle."

"Thistle." Luna warmly smiles to the girl. She knows this wasn't her fault. "Thank you."

"What does Thistle mean?" Sparrow says quietly. Luna shrugs.

"Hear me?", the girl asks. "Inside?"

"Maiden isn't banned, Knight, she's literally still in the server." Eurydice says

“From the house I mean.” Knight says.

"That's not what I meant!" Eurydice huffs. "If we could ban them from the house, this wouldn't've happened! And there would be a lot less incidents. It's not like keeping them in the server has a function, either! She doesn't share information or plots like Fenrir, she just posts shitty anime gifs and acts like a cringe edgelord!!!"

The girl runs over to Luna and clings to her waist. "Model?", she whispers.

"Model? Um, no, I'm a cat." Luna responds, unsure what to say.

She gets frustrated. She points at herself. "Thistle." She points at Luna, then hides her face in Luna's side. Still fearful of all but Luna.

"Oh! Um, I'm Luna. Nice to meet you Thistle."

"Ohhhh," Sparrow says while watching

Thistle giggles through a few leftover sniffs. "New line?"

"Uhhh I mean... technically? I was a human, then I became a cat." Luna's purring.

"What?" Sparrow asks.

"Mm... Whites or grays?" Thistle asks.

Luna flips a coin in her mind. It landed on tails. “Greys,” Luna has no idea what she just said.

"Oh.", Thistle sighs. She still holds tight, however. "Can't hear her?"

"Um... what are greys or whites anyway?" Luna asks feeling like a fish out of water.

"I prefer the color pink" Sparrow says quietly

"And I like purple the most." Luna adds.

"Purple too? Luna is one?" The girl asks.

"Uhhh n-no? I just enjoy the color a lot. So much so that my fur is purple..."

She grips Luna's arm tightly. She feels a prick, as this image enters her mind.

"Whoa."

"What?" asks Sparrow

"I just got a vision about... purple?"

"Model...mine." Thistle says

"Ah, I see. Okay, that makes sense." Luna responds

"...wait a second." Sparrow says. A lightbulb seems to have flickered in his mind. Spider reappears looking slightly calmer now.

"She thought I was one of her models." Luna explains

"Show me, Luna...grey?" Thistle asks.

"Waaaiiit....is that a robot?" Sparrow asks

"Grey? How do I do that? I'm super confused." Luna says

Thistle glances at Sparrow. "Born."

"Uhhhh… Well yeah but things got a bit complicated," Sparrow holds up his tail. It’s a cord with a usb port on the end. Thistle lifts a finger and a needle comes from under her nail. She sticks Luna and the image of her color info enters her mind again.

"Oh, uhh I don't think I have that." Luna says nervously, "I'm not one of you, unfortunately."

Thistle nods and begins sobbing again.

"What the hell did I walk in on?" Spider sighs.

"I'm sorry.." Luna says "I think.. she thought I was similar to her."

"I see." Spider says

"Whatever she may be, powderpuff? Not sure what to classify her as." Luna looks down to Thistle. "I'm sorry. I'm organic."

{-Ish-} Krystal adds.

Sparrow sets down his tail, "What does organic mean?"

"I-was born.", Thistle chokes out.

"Not a robot mate" Spider responds to Sparrow.

"Right" Sparrow confirms.

"Unfortunately Thistle, I'm not a robot." Luna says sighing

"Mother was not born," Thistle says.

Sparrow says to Spider, "Wait..am I organic or not?"

"Fuck knows" says Spider.

"Hmmm" says Sparrow as he thinks it over.

"Then... how was she created?" asks Luna

"So a robot organically had a child?" Sparrow sounds confused

--

Just then, a small man with a purple afro anxiously drops off three cheeseburger happy meals and three chicken nugget happy meals by the front door. He knocks, then flies off.

--

"Plumb?", Thistle asks.

"...what is it with the knocking?" Luna says "Wait Plumb? That's the dude that keeps leaving the happy meals?"

"Wait...happy meals?" Sparrow asks confused.

"I can't deal with this today" Spider sighs.

"Goddess with fake hands." Thistle says

Luna has absolutely no idea what to say to that. "Uhhhh r-right. Anyway, I think Plumb left some food on the front porch."

"Why happy meals???" Sparrow asks confused as all hell.

"Cole!", Thistle states matter-of-factly. "Father. SCP. Models."

"...wait what?" Luna asks confused and shocked "Why is Cole coming up all of a sudden????"

“Huh, Cole has another kid.” Knight says

"Cole!...wait father? What do you mean father???" Sparrow sounds worried

"Happy meals. SCP."

"...wait hang on a sec, Cole was your father???" Luna says

"No."

"Oh thank god." Luna sighs in relief.

"Sisters from...goddess. Cole is father."

"What is Cole father of??? I have to know." Sparrow sounds even more worried.

{-I mean there was that one time with the toaster-}

{"shut it Krystal."}

Thistle sticks Luna with the needle again and the scene from The World Reached: RAPTURE at 25:20 floods her mind.

Cole jolts awake "McDonalds?"

“Morning Cole.” greets Knight

"Morning."

Spider sighs and goes after Sparrow.

"Good morning Cole." Luna says

"Whats up with Sparrow?" asks Cole

"He thought he had to compete with the Naomis."

Thistle jolts, fully awake upon spotting Cole.

"Heh?" Cole says shocked

"For best son/daughter."

"Also hello whoever you are," Cole looks at Thistle.

"Cuz you're the father... apparently," Luna explains.

"That's..........not possible," Cole says.

"Cole, did you... you know what? No. I'm not asking that." Luna retracts her statement.

"No... My father...is beautiful.", Thistle remarks.

"Then he is clearly not me," Cole says.

"No. He is beautiful." Thistle's nose wrinkles, as she reiterates.

"I can't tell if you’re calling me beautiful or talking about someone else"

"They're talking about you, according to the vision Thistle gave me. Roxy even asked you, 'who the baby mama' is."

"You are Cole. Cole is not...father."

"Then who is?" Cole asks Thistle

"..." She glares at him, unsure of his motives.

"This isn't the first time a woman has glared at me like this and I doubt it will be the last," Cole remarks "Also I’m just curious, considering they said something about being formed from matter in a facility I think"

"According to the vision, the mother is converted matter and brought to you by... Solcorp?" Luna says, "And sponsored by Lavender Concepts?”

Thistle looks up at Luna with pleading eyes. "Sleep...will you stay? Scared to rest and...not wake up."

"I'll stay by your side Thistle." Luna smiles warmly. {- 🥺 -}

Thistle bites her lip. "Will I hear you?", she shifts, not feeling like she communicated correctly. She points at her fingers and then sighs, still not saying what she means. She points to her head.

"Ummmm... I'm not sure what you mean."

She points at her head again. "Silent."

"Silent? Um..." Luna has no idea what she means.

Thistle gives up, yawning again. She will try again to explain later.

"Good night Thistle, pleasant dreams."

Thistle literally collapses and curls around Luna's legs.

Luna releases from Thistle and places her on the bottom bunk bed. After putting a blanket on her, she says "Pleasant dreams li'l Powderpuff."