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There’s a trend on TikTok that’s making me laugh so hard right now, like what would your Coraline other world look like and I know I would see Mum and Phil and while I’d want to stay know I couldn’t.

“You’d miss your chance to see [her]?” Mum would murmur in surprise as Sado appears from god knows where; Little does she realize when I’m confronted with people I love or have feelings for, I bolt like a fucking rabbit in hunt, so I’d flee the scene immediately. Que Mum telling her to ‘get her(me)’ in which the next things heard are just loud shrieking as I lock myself in various places, not out of fear but out of embarrassment.

Publishing the first chapter of my Sado fanfic either today or tomorrow; Are you guys read for Luke x Amanda fake dating lol

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Set Me Free

Carla couldn't believe that after all these years, he had actually reached out-... and to her of all people. Lionel had wronged a lot of people in his lifetime but, Carla had caught the brunt of it, in her own opinion. He had all but stolen Sado from right under her nose when she was exiled from his gaming company with no warning at all. She felt as if the world had been pulled right out from under her, and she was angry for weeks at that point; Though really, the anger was just a cover up for how hurt she had been. Lionel was, at best, a raging narcissist with a god complex, and at worst, a manipulative liar with a head the size of his own waist.

The only real comfort she had been able to take, was knowing that Sado was still behaving as she was programmed to. She was still making Lionel's life a living hell, and she was still tearing apart his career piece by piece. Even that, she felt bad for though.

She's not sure why she answered the message from him, maybe it was the fact she was still bitter over loosing not only her first, but most favored creation. One thing was for certain, based on how he opted to start the conversation, he was still she same faultless and pig-headed man from before. The one she loathed with every fiber of her being. Now he was asking for a favor because he was friendless and all alone, oh how it must've stung to suffer the consequences of his own actions for once in his pitiful life.

The woman opted to stay silent through out his spiel, up until he all but begged her to place a file of his inside one of her own games. If she thought he had any humility before, she most certainly didn't now. She typed up her response, and had almost finished up when he mentioned her fishing game; The game she was currently working very hard on. So she grumbled to herself and looked at the file he sent, the title being 'Apology.pro' which caught her slightly off guard. Was this his immature, passive way of apologizing?

"What the hell is this Lionel?" Carla snapped flippantly as she examined the file, hesitant to even click on it. Seeing his response just made her roll her eyes, however. As if bringing up their childhood would make her any more inclined to trust him or want to help him. It was only once he mentioned her creation, Sado, did she pause once more. He claimed that he had no right to keep her in his games, and that it was wrong of him to steal her away; He was giving her back.

Talk about out of character.

Clenching her jaw with a hard look on her face, the woman responded diligently, assuring him she would put the files somewhere, and then following up with the fact she despised him, and would be blocking him after the interaction. She had no idea how he had even got ahold of her contact info, and at this point she was too stunned and agitated to care. After closing the chat, true to her word, she blocked the account and set her own info to private, making sure he wouldn't be able to reach out again.

Now back to the file he had sent.

Carla's mouse hovered over the file as she debated heavily on opening it. This could just be an elaborate prank, she told herself. Lionel came up with a malware of his own to get back at Carla for what she had done. She never looked at herself as blameless, she knew what she had done in creating the error, and she was ready to admit she did it all on purpose. People like him never deserved anything good, and it was just her was of ensuring he never got it either.

She debated with herself internally for several moments before finally opening the file. It wasn't like he'd be able to tell if she opened it or not, so there was no harm in taking a peak. If it did turn out to be a virus, Carla knew how to combat it, so she was hardly worried about the outcome. However upon glimpsing the contents of the file, she was surprised to see it was genuine, and that he seemed to be almost afraid of something, in the prototype game.

It was a simple walk simulator, and true to the file name, an apology. He had apparently caught onto what Carla had known for years, about the character being, well, alive. She felt a pang of guilt in her chest as he spoke about loosing his grandfather, and silently began to question if her intentions truly were justified. This regret didn't last long as the simulation came to and end. 

Pausing as the game crashed itself, Carla watched the error diagnostic run itself on the computer, and nearly jumped out of her skin as she watched Sado's face duplicate itself across her computer screen a good fifty or so times. Her blood ran cold as she realized just what Lionel had meant when he said what he said, when he told her he could have her back.

It was a sick joke.

A look of anger and betrayal crossed her face as her computer all but crashed itself, shutting down almost immediately afterwards. Groaning loudly and banging her fists on her desk as she turned to throw her glass of water at the door frame, she watched it shatter and fall to pieces before she covered her face and put her head between her knees. Her hands gripped her hair so tight that her knuckles turned pale, while her nose scrunched up in fury; She had been too caught up in her own emotions to recognize the sound of not only the computer turning back on, but the password being overridden and the home screen being loaded.

The only thing that was able to pull her from her thoughts, was her.

"Oh my, temper temper my dear! There really is no reason to be so violent!"

Gasping in surprise as her eyes settled on the computer again, Carla was surprised to see the face of a woman staring back at her, her skin a chalky color of white, closer to a garage mix. Her hair was black and silky,  a handful of it falling down to cover her right eye, while a top hat decorated her head. Her lips were painted red, and two matching color diamonds were painted on her face, one on the center of her forehead, and the over resting under her left eye on her upper cheek. The woman's hands were folded under her chin as she smiled at Carla, a relaxed, amused sort of smile as her wide eye focused on her.

They had only ever 'spoken' via their indirect interactions, as creator and creation, and never any time after she was removed from Lionel's service. This was new and a little bit more than alarming, Carla bending over the desk to gawk at Sado's three dimensional appearance. She was at a lost of words, unsure how to react or respond.

"Close your mouth dear, you'll catch flies." Sado snickered in amusement as she cocked her head to the side, resting her cheek on her hand as she narrowed her gaze on the woman. Carla wasn't sure what she had been expecting when she designed Sado in Combat Arena X all those years ago; Maybe for her to be a bit smaller, she thinks to herself. Though this Sado was surprisingly lean. Her presence commanded attention and respect, both of which Carla was more than willing to give. 

Letting her lips pull closed as she stared at Sado, Carla's own honey brown eyes went over her face, over her torso as it was all that would fit on the other side of the screen, and silently she swallowed his anxiety before looking back up into her eyes-... well, eye. Reaching for the screen slowly, Carla's finger tips brushed the screen, hesitating as Sado's gaze followed her hand, only to reach her own up. Where she expected glass to be, instead was the warm feeling of their skin brushing, and Carla couldn't help but gasp and jump back in surprise.

"You look as though you expect me to eat you alive," Sado purred in a teasing and vivaciously, her lips pulling into a thin smile, eyes squinting as she leaned forwards again. Taking off her hat, the woman paused before doing what appeared to be standing up, which made Carla cock her head to the side in confusion, before hearing her speak again. "Check this out!"

Chucking the hat forwards swiftly, Carla squealed as the thing came towards the screen, and then right out of it, into her arms. Blinking several times in both wonder and surprise, Carla looked back at the screen just in time to note the mischievous and eager look on Sado's face as she sprinted towards the screen. Scrambling backwards as quickly as she could, Carla was too slow to stop herself from being used as a safety net by the malware she had created.

Groaning softly as her head hit the floor, Carla winced and rubbed her back, sitting up only slightly, as the new weight on her belly and chest held her down. Blinking rapidly as she sucked in a breath of concern, she stared down at the woman laying on her chest, tensing as she lifted her head to grin at her once more. This was all getting out of hand.

Had this been Lionel's intentions all along?

"Y-... Sado?"

"The one and only, darling. You should know, you created me after all. That halfwit man-child couldn't begin to manifest something as great as I am." Sado all but flattered herself as she practically beamed with pride. Carla had created her, sure, but Sado was the only one who could truly take accountability for her flare and presence. She had taken the life Carla had given her and made something of it, she followed her programming to its core, and grew into someone not only lively, but sentient as well. "You're shorter than I thought you'd be."

Face falling in an unimpressed manner, Carla pursed her lips and raised a finger enough to prod Sado in the nose, watching the clown stick her tongue out in amusement while her brows furrowed downwards. Carla made no hesitation pushing her off of her and sitting up more on her elbows while Sado rolled onto her back to stare up at her creator.

"And you're much cockier than I thought you'd be."

"Such is the way of me, dear. I suppose I have you to thank for that." Sado raised a hand with a smile, raising her brows as she looked at Carla. There was an odd yet comfortable silence after that, the two pausing to process all that had happened before Sado moved onto her knees and proceeded to stand up, stretching her limbs and taking pleasure as her spine and other bones popped and cracked with release of tension. Finally, she turned back to the smaller woman who sat on her knees in front of her, offering a hand which she hesitantly took. "He never got over your departure, you know; Lionel, I mean. After listening to this man drone on and on about his supposed right hand, I supposed I just expected someone more..."

"More what, capable? Experienced?" Carla retorted with a look or irritation crossing her face as she walked back to her computer, picking up her chair to examine the unbroken screen, making sure all her applications still worked. Lionel used to mock her all the time, about how long she took, and how specific her measure had been; She wouldn't be surprised if his behavior had rubbed off on her. Sado couldn't help but smirk at how easy it seemed to be to frazzle the young woman, leaning over her shoulder to whisper into her ear.

"Manly." Sado mused, causing Carla to turn to her and flush in confusion. "Forgive me, it's just hard to imagine that self righteous moron listening to anyone without a dick and rippling pectorals. Which is funny because he doesn't even have the second half of that sentence."

"Yea, well, he always was sort of delusional." Carla sucked her teeth and turned away from the clown, grumbling as she tried to access the Gamefuna log in files. Noting her frustration, Sado smiled and leaned forwards again, her own hand eclipsing Carla's as she guided her to a server bank and typed a few things in, fixing all the damage she had done near immediately. 

"Yes, well, you both share a temper I'm impressed to see." Sado teased making Carla turn and pout, brows furrowing enough to cause wrinkles on her forehead. The clown chuckled and gently took Carla's face in her hands to turn it back to the computer so she may monitor what Sado was doing, loading information files on Lionel's games. "Eyes on the screen, dear."

"What are you doing?" Carla asked in confusion, eyes searching the screen swiftly as she was taken through several different folders until her own name came up. The rights to Sado's use, in which Lionel's name had been signed onto it. This caused Carla's blood to boil with anger as she clenched her jaw, clenching her fists under Sado's hands, chewing the inside of her cheek.

Turning her face back towards her own, Sado peered into Carla's eyes deeply before cupping her cheeks and giving a small sort of frown to her, one you'd see on the face of someone who just got told they'd have to work the same gig for the rest of their life. However the next words to pass her lips caught Carla off guard as her breath became caught in her throat, eyes widening slowly as the signature text box cleared itself, leaving room for a new signature to take it's place.

"Set me free, Ms. Dosa."

Let the awkward fake dating begin. Also how the hecky heck does Luke survive a gunshot to the head.

In the story, she shot the side of his head, rather than right in the center haha

FAKE DATING?

Yep!! Basically in an attempt to keep Amanda from going to jail, Luke and her pretend to date to make it seem less likely she would shoot him!