Tears still pouring from his eyes, sizzling as they ran down his cheeks, he made his way to leave. He couldn't stay there, now that he knew he was nothing more than a disappointing burden.

-Worthless Worthless Worthless Worthless

Disappointment Disappointment Disappointment

Useless Useless Useless Useless Useless-

He heard his mother's voice echo in his head. Deep down, he knew he was right. He was a worthless disappointment. This was his fault. Even while thinking, Redson knew he just wouldn't be accepted by his family anymore. Princess Iron Fan most certainly told his father. It was over. He would just have to be alone from now on. Then again, he was used to this. Even when under the thin illusion of parental approval, he was always by himself. No friends, no one to confide in. All he had were his robots and they were enough. But now he was leaving them behind.

Cool nighttime air caressed Redsons face as he walked through town. It was about 7 but the sun was already down, showing the calming moon. The red head lightly smiled at the large celestial stone. He felt at peace.

That was until he realized. He had nowhere to stay. No shelter. No food. No machinery. Nothing.

Redson made his way to a park bench and sat down, reflecting everything that happened that evening. He fought with his mother. He ran away. He was now homeless.

Red felt those oh so familiar tears creep back into his eyes and he layed down on the bench crying and drowning in fear and self-hatred.

-I should just go back home, He thought. No! Are you crazy! They hate you. You were basically disowned in 5 minutes. You're on your own now.-

He continued to quietly sob as to not draw any attention to himself. That was until he heard a familiar voice.

"Redson??"