Picture Frames

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A\N: this...this might be a little bit sadder

Whizzer was taking care of Jason by himself for the first time ever. And he was terrified. Jason was the sweetest kid in the world, but he had no idea what food he liked, what TV shows he watched, or anything besides the fact that his parents were divorced and he likes playing chess alone. It had been half a day since Marvin left from the airport, and Jason had finally come out of his room. 

The kid looked up at Whizzer for a few seconds, then looked at the table next to them, filled with pictures of Jason, Marvin, and Trina. There was one that caught Whizzer's eye, it was one of all 3 of them, standing together, smiling. 

"Hey, that's a cute picture. You look so happy." Whizzer finally broke the awkward silence. Jason looked at the picture, and slumped. 

"Mhm" he said, picking it up. Whizzer was confused and scared. Was Jason mad? Are kids supposed to be mad!? Suddenly Jason looked like he was about to cry. He dropped the photo, and the glass on the frame shattered. 

"Jason!?" Whizzer yelled. 

"OH MY GOD I'M SORRY!" Jason bent down to pick it up, cutting his hands on the shards of glass. 

"JASON!!" Whizzer grabbed Jason's hands so he wouldn't hurt himself.

"Im sorry Im so so sorry I'll pay you back okay!? I-i-i can make you food!!" 

Whizzer's heart melted and broke at the same time. 

"Jason. It's a photo. It's okay. You dropped it. You have any idea how many times I've dropped things?"

Jason shook his head.

"A lot kiddo. Now come get some band-aids for your fingers." 

Jason nodded, and stood up. Whizzer led him into the bathroom, where he gently wrapped Jason's tiny, soft fingers. As soon as he was finished, Jason hugged him.

"I love you." Jason said quietly.

 "I-i-i thanks. I love you too."

Whizzer picked up the kid, bringing him to the couch.

"You want to talk to me about anything kiddo?" Whizzer asked.

"I- yeah- sure..? So umm what do you want to know...?"

 "Anything you need to tell me."

"I-" 

"I'm sorry if I'm being rude-"

"No! I- just- my mom and dad fight a lot now! And I don't like it but that's how it is. And I'm their little Thing. And when they have their Thing, they can be the better one or something and I just want them to be happy!!"

Whizzer hugged him, and Jason relaxed in Whizzer's arms.

"But you are really nice Whizzer. I like you." 

"I'm glad, because I like you too." 

The day ended with Whizzer ordering pizza and Jason eating way too much of it.

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