[A/N: TW there will be depictions of torture}
Chapter 6: Broken doll
Maribelle was having fun. Although it was only for a little bit, her 'birdie' was signing as best he could despite not being able to move his mouth or tongue and having her sit on his chest. Making each breath all the more difficult, at least that's what he was acting like which was pretty rude she thought. Afterall that last part shouldn't matter because she's as light as a feather as one would expect of a petite young lady such as herself.
Skipping past the part of the birdie being rude he was actually a pretty adorable birdie, she likes those strong mean type of guys to sing for her because they always last longer. That and how they are real shy about not wanting to sing at first is very cute. They always look at her very seriously as if they are angry or something but of course she knows they are just too shy to sing for her at the start, good thing they always come around. If you add this new birdie to the rest of the ones she got earlier from little sisters gift then she's having a super wonderful week.
While thinking of these things she was humming an upbeat tune, even rocking back and forth while slowly cutting off the 'birdie's' tongue. Somehow despite the rocking and chaotic thoughts she doesn't slip in her grip or make a single mistake. For those holding the 'birdie' down they have long grown accustomed to her antics otherwise even they might be a little off put by this. Ignoring everyone else she continued her job, making sure to go nice and slow not even leaving a chance of the tongue bleeding. Even though in took a minute or so she was able to get it done, after finishing she looked at her tools, shears now not glowing so much but still too hot to put up normally so she tossed it to the side barely going over someone's head.
The man who had to duck out of the way of the still glowing red pair of shears quickly popped back up and yelled "HEY! Watch it don't just through sharp shit everywhere. Dammit it's always at me too, did I do something to you Maribelle?" Turning to him really fast she had a face of utmost shock, she didn't mean to throw something at him. He's always been one of the nicer uncles in their family "No! no no n- I'm sorry, i'm really sorry. I swear I didn't mean it, it was just an accident I swear. Please don't be mad at me uncle! Maribelle didn't mean to" by this point tears were beginning to fall and she struggling to speak through her sobs "I-i pr-pr-promise I wont do it again!"
The man knew that she was serious too, he also knew that this whole conversation would just go in one ear and out the other. This girl always was exhausting to deal with, her actual age was something like 25, she looked 16, and acted like she was 10. He wasn't even that upset anymore, mostly just tired and annoyed plus it's not like he can do anything to her past this, in fact he didn't even want her too think about this anymore because who knows who she might complain too about him. The boss wouldn't let people harm her because she's the one with the source power that can heal and the other few who would protect her were either just as broken in the mind and treated her like a real niece or they wanted her for the other stuff. Either any of them would be happy as a peach to replace the guy on the ground with him.
The man just sighed deciding that he just wanted to get this over with instead of keep dealing with this delusional grown ass woman. So he finally replied "Okayyy, fine I accept your apology just try not to do it anymore alright." She brightened immediately upon hearing this but still sniffled a little bit "are you sure you're not mad at me anymore uncle? Maribelle swears she'll be good" sighing once more "yes I'm not mad anymore so just go back to work we can't let anything happen to the new art piece"
"YAYYY"
With a little hop she turned herself back around to look at her new patient, by the time she finished her landing the previous conversation had melted from her memories.
She looked at her other hand holding the pliers and cut off chunk of tongue, tilting her head back and forth trying to decide what she should do with it. She doesn't really want it and because it's a little ugly she didn't think it was good enough for a gift to anyone. So, she chucked it over her other should just the same as she did the shears. This time around the man who was in the path already expected it so he just ducked for a moment, shook his head and decided not to say anything. It was always easier to ignore her and let her get distracted than to deal with getting angry at her.
Right on the spot as she didn't even wait for the pliers to land before she started study her new patient. Now with both hands free she began to exam him. She was told that she could play with the birdie for a little bit but she had to make sure he was healthy enough and wouldn't die. She's a big girl and all big girls take their jobs very serious, at least that's what Aunty T said. So she started from the top of his head. She placed both of her hands there, closed her eyes then started to focus very seriously. As she did her hand began to softly glow with a mild holy radiance which began to seep into his skin. Wherever the radiance passed she could feel if anything was broken or not how it was supposed to be.
If there was any problems she would say where it was aloud and someone would write it down. It was a pretty good system if not for her saying this that made zero sense in any medical terminology "There's a big scratchity scratch rip under the third curvy one abouttt eh- two of the thingy's deep it's a 1.5" Although non of it made sense at least she could understand it so the man recording everything wrote it down verbatim even the stutter since that's somehow important. Not that is was his job to care, he just wanted to help out because she's always willing to heal whoever helps her out for free.
She continues to check up on the man, taking her time to really go through everything and showing a surprising level seriousness. After she finished going over and finding out where and how he is injured she begins going over wound by wound started from the most serious to least on her 5 point scale. Although there are a few injuries that she can't heal since her source let's her put back together broken things not make new things. So a few of the internal injuries and the arm and tongue she can't do anything about. Luckily or unluckily depending on who you ask she was able to guarantee that he was safe to keep singing his little heart out when he wakes up.
Eventually she finishes up, now that she finished her job the seriousness immediately disappeared from her face. Now off the job and back to being her regular self she began to poke and prod at this new toy that everyone likes. She was kind of curious about exactly why everyone was so mad at him. So she asked one of the people who were all now just sitting around drinking, waiting for whoever to come grab the guy, "It's cause he decided to try and attack the princess or something, I'm honestly not to sure since people started saying random stuff. At the very least it was about him targeting the princess in some way"
She put up both hands to her mouth aghast. Now really angry, after all just like everyone else in the family the princess was one of her favorites. She is the sweetest cutest of little sisters ever. She could just dress her up like a doll like any big sister should. Especially a little dress like a real princess in one of those fantasy stories her uncles and aunts sometime tell her about. She would be so adorable like that, just imagining it makes her happy. She's also super nice to everyone. It's because of her giving gifts every once a while that everyone in the family can be so happy so often. Most families break up or hate each other with less than 10 people but there's like a 100 in this one and only everyone once a while is there selfish family members like this one.
She also is so nice without ever wanting anything in return. She tried to share her gift with the princess but she didn't want to at all. Apparently she gets sad or something after every time she gives gifts for a little bit. If she had to guess why it's probably because no one ever gives her anything in return and you get rude and ungrateful family members like this bully below her. So she's been trying to work on making her happy after everyone is done playing with her gifts. She's made some progress, she doesn't move anymore when she tries to climb the try up to her. She even ate some of her food, even though she didn't say thank you she understands that it's because she doesn't like talking much so it's okay.
Hopefully she'll be able to help open her up so they can become besties, that would make her soooo happy to have her little sister be best friends with her. How dare this bad guy try to hurt her. Now she really doesn't like him anymore, no wonder everyone hates him, everyone hates bullies.
Giving herself a suddenly clap she realizes what she can do. She can help put him back together every time he's about to break so they can keep making him the best art he can be for the princess. Yes that's best idea ever, she can punish the bully and make a gift for the princess at the same time. Awesome!!!
With that concluded she stood up with a little swirl still standing on his chest before scanning around, hand over her eyes despite it being dark now. Looking for where she wanted to go next.
Eventually when she finishes that she sees the family off a bit to the sides, it's still just the dad awake and standing by his side watching over him was one of her family members. That makes since, she heard that they won so one of our family members will help take care of them since they proved to be an amazing family. She looks at the dad and sees him just moving around messing with there clothes and blanket pillows. He doesn't seem to know what to do.
Seeing that she decides to go and help because they're a good family and she likes good families just like her own. With a little hop of the chest of the bully she begins to skip over to the dad so she can help.
