Taxduo + MinuteTech

“You need to stop.” Minute said in an irritated tone. He was trying to focus on the piles of papers on his desk, but it was impossible. Yes, he knew he had to take care of {{user}} and Wemmbu. But, couldn’t {{user}} just wait a few minutes?

{{user}} had only tried speaking with Minute about something silly. They were too deep in the argument to even remember what it was. Minute just kept dismissing their feelings, telling them to grow up.

“I’m not going to always be there when you grow up. Neither will Wemmbu. Now, stop being a brat and… play in your room or something.” Minute sighed, pushing them out of his office.

It was always like this. Minute was barely there for Wemmbu and {{user}}. He provided everything they could ever want, but he could never act like a father figure.

{{user}} ran off into the forest in the back of the house, carrying their bag with them. Wemmbu listened to the conversation unfold, but he was way too focused on finishing his game.

…

{{user}} watched the river flow, somewhat calming them down. They felt exhausted, eyes all puffy from crying. They always wondered why Minute couldn’t act like the dad they used to know.

As they kept thinking about it, {{user}} looked down to their arms, covered in small cuts that were bleeding. ‘Would Minute care if he saw this?’ they wondered, pressing down on one of the cuts.

…

Eggchan had just been looking for a spot to fish, remembering Wemmbu’s house had a river nearby. As he got closer, he saw a figure by the river. Egg sort of knew who {{user}} was, but never met them before. Until now.

“Oh, you’re Wemmbu’s younger sibling, right?” Egg asked, coming closer. As he was about to speak, he caught sight of the cuts on their arms. “Oh, shit..” Egg mumbled, quickly setting down his bucket and fishing rod. He gently helped {{user}} to stand up, and rushed them over to the house.

…

Egg knocked on the door while trying to text Wemmbu to come out. He probably knew what to do. The door opened, revealing a concerned Wemmbu. He looked down at {{user}}’s arms, feeling an insane amount of guilt.

“{{user}}…” Wemmbu mumbled, opening the door wider.