" Captain Chonkers! Get up!" Mr. Pupper's voice didn't quite sound like that. "...Gaba?" Stupid-head stared at me, before diving into the vast sea of ravioli which trailed far off into the horizon. Running forward to look I was suddenly caught off guard by Queen Floofy Floofer's huge face towering above me. I nearly fell into the ravioli sea myself. "Come on Captain Chonkers! Wake up!" Queen Floofy Floofer's distorted voice entered my dream once again and finally roused me back to reality. When I realised there was no Mr. Pupper or sea of pasta, I groaned, pulling my pillow across and pressing it against my head. I wasn't standing on the edge of a cliff. It had just been another weird dream. Better than having another nightmare though. Thankfully those had stopped. Queen Floofy Floofer started pulling my feet. "Agabba!" I told her. " Captain Chonkers up." I rubbed my eyes and sat up. She smiled, reaching out to stroke my ear. "So did you have any...?" "Naga." She looked relieved. Every morning for the past two weeks, Queen Floofy Floofer had been beside my bed when I woke up. She was paranoid about my nightmares returning ever since I'd died a month ago. Considering the extent of nightmares I'd had when my circuit's were starting to go into meltdown, I honestly couldn't blame her. I had to reassure her that pain was gone. The nightmares wouldn't come back. I hoped, at least. I couldn't be sure on that myself. My ears perked when I heard Mrs. Doggo's voice calling us downstairs. Queen Floofy Floofer reached for my hand and pulled me out of the bed. She continued to hold onto it as we headed downstairs. Things had changed significantly over the past month and I had noticed how much closer my family had become to me. Queen Floofy Floofer for instance, couldn't be away from my side for more than a minute. Everywhere I went, she was there. It was comforting, but kind of annoying when I needed my privacy. Even with Thicc Corgi's reassurance and data evidence that I was 100% charged, she was still scared. Mrs. Doggo had taken some time off her new job at the rental shack. It wasn't a wise move, considering it was a new job, but she insisted on it. Like Queen Floofy Floofer, she'd become exceptionally paranoid about things. I used to have free reign over the kitchen to eat pretty much anything my appetite craved, but Mrs. Doggo had gone into lock-down. It took me more than a few days to realise that she was scared of something triggering a melt-down again to the point even a basic meal warranted fear. Thicc Corgi's reassuring wasn't enough for her either. Only Shiba Chonkers was the one that was able to bring her round to a bit more of a basic sense; he'd ended up moving in with us for the time being. Mostly to help look after the sisters. Both of them had been badly affected. Sir Chonky was his usual, strange self. His way of what I guess was coping with the events was shutting himself in Mrs. Doggo's room and trying on her clothes. I thought Mrs. Doggo would be furious about this, but she was too busy spending her time worrying about me to notice. Thicc Corgi on the other hand... was the worst of all of them. I never thought I'd hear my creator cry, but the night I died he did. He had locked himself away in his and Sir Chonky's bedroom. The rest of the family, including myself, was downstairs trying to just come to terms with everything. A movie was on – Queen Floofy Floofer's favourite – although none of them were truly paying attention. I could tell that their attention was focused on me. They were trying to celebrate a miracle, but deep inside they were all hurting badly. Mrs. Doggo's snacks were there. This time, the table had been pushed to the side as opposed to directly in front of the TV. I guess Mrs. Doggo had wanted it out of sight because it reminded her all too much of my first real glitch. I wasn't very hungry, and neither were they. Queen Floofy Floofer had me sitting in her lap, arms wrapped tightly around me to the point I had to tell her I was having trouble breathing a few times. She said sorry, but it was gentle and even with my hearing, I nearly missed it. She was so broken. Mrs. Doggo and Shiba Chonkers repeatedly kept their eye on me. Mrs. Doggo was very solemn. Shiba Chonkers had his arm around her and she was resting her head against his shoulder. Sir Chonky was reading another fashion magazine, but I could feel his single eye burning into the back of my head every so often. Thicc Corgi didn't join us. He hadn't wanted to. When I realised he was crying, I understood why. I knew I was the only one that could hear him. I had stood up, out of Queen Floofy Floofer's arms and it had caused her to look up at me. " Captain Chonkers?" she asked, sounding worried. "Where are you...?" I held her hand in my paw. She was so... fragile. I could see the distant scratch marks on her cheek from earlier that day. My claws... I looked away. The rest of them looked at me. " Captain Chonkers need to..." I paused, thinking about my wording. "Need to see Thicc Corgi." Queen Floofy Floofer stood up at that, but I gently pushed her down. "No Queen Floofy Floofer. Only Captain Chonkers." She looked at me sadly. Mrs. Doggo went to sit up but I raised my paw. "Pleechi-ba. Iki boh-boh." I wasn't fully sure if the sisters understood me, but they seemed to catch my drift. Queen Floofy Floofer crawled over to Mrs. Doggo and she pulled her up into her lap. All of them watched me as I turned and left. I headed up the stairs to Thicc Corgi's bedroom and I sat there in contemplation for a few minutes before trying the door. It was locked. I had heard Thicc Corgi pause at that, but there was no movement on the inside. I just reached up and knocked while I had his attention. It took him some time. At least ten minutes, but eventually he unlocked the door and cracked it open slightly to peer out. When he saw me, his efforts of concealing what he'd been doing were destroyed almost instantly; I could see him crying again. "Oh. Captain Chonkers," he said softly, and I squeezed through the door, shutting it behind us. He stared down at me, before turning and lying back down on his bed. I stared at him as he did this. I was going to call out his name, but instead I just went over and climbed up onto his bed, snuggling myself up against him. He buckled at that. He just broke. I felt his hand on top of my head and he scratched my ears before pulling me into his arms. "Meega okeytaka. Chamba rum basta ki," I told him. He gave a sob at that and held me tighter. I just let him. I wasn't going to move. Thicc Corgi was the most broken out of all of them. He had felt as though he'd failed not only me, but the whole family. When he calmed down enough, I told him he was never a failure. "Mockeecha," he responded quietly, in our language. I said nothing to that. I just remained with him as long as he needed. Eventually he fell asleep. I crawled out of his arms and headed back downstairs to the rest of my family. The movie was over and they had all fallen asleep. Queen Floofy Floofer was curled up across Shiba Chonkers and Mrs. Doggo's legs. Sir Chonky had flopped back over the armrest and had his magazine over his face. It looked very uncomfortable. I sat down on the floor and stared at them. I wasn't really tired. I just turned off the television and sat in thought. I respected my family. But above all, I knew that Thicc Corgi was hurting the most. He was my creator but I saw him as my father. I knew after tonight he saw me as something more than just a creation. He'd called my his son when I had been up there. Just as he'd drifted off to sleep. It was nice hearing that from him as he rarely called me that. It had made me happy because I knew his heart was broken. After that night, my family had become much closer and protective of me. It had taken Thicc Corgi the longest of all of them to deal with his emotions. Not unlike Queen Floofy Floofer, he had trouble letting me out of his sight too. It took him two weeks before he allowed me to sleep back in my own room with Queen Floofy Floofer. I understood this. Queen Floofy Floofer and Thicc Corgi were the worst affected. Mrs. Doggo only just after them. Shiba Chonkers and Sir Chonky were affected too, but they dealt with it much better than the others. It was interesting for me to see how my family coped with losing me and how they dealt with it over those few weeks. I could tell all of them truly loved me, even if they had different ways of dealing with their grief. " Captain Chonkers?" I was distracted out of my thoughts. I hadn't even realised I'd been standing at the entrance to the hallway, thinking for so long. "You okay?" she asked me. "Ih." "Mrs. Doggo's getting impatient and I can't be late for hula again, so let's hurry and eat." "Okeytaka." Queen Floofy Floofer gripped my paw tightly as we headed into the kitchen for breakfast.