>>538465676 >ever since Bari started constantly visiting their residence, Sancho has been feeling both relieved and uneasy >though Quixote had stopped mopping around and the tales of Fixers were an acceptable means of passing time, the patriarch became obsessed with the concept >he doesn't talk about anything else anymore >it's always "Bari told me about this Fixer..." >Sancho dismisses it as a brief hyperfixation like many others >but then she hears her family talk about the two >"Fuhuhu, don't they look sweet together?" >she tries to ignore their babble and almost succeeds in blocking out that nonsense >"Maybe he'll finally get rid of that eyesore now that he no longer needs her company" >now that one lingers in her mind >those words get harder to ignore once Sancho notices a concerning trend >he really is spending more time with that woman >whenever she sees him, he's always glued to Bari's side >she grows restless once he starts telling her to leave the two alone to talk in private >until now, there had never been a time when doors stood between her and the patriarch >the muffled laughter she wasn't meant to hear pierced her heart much harder than it should have >and then he stopped talking to Sancho altogether >at least when he wasn't asking about Bari >Bari, Bari, Bari >it wasn't any of that Fixer nonsense he was obsessed with >eventually, her patience runs out and she barges in >whatever hope lingered in her died in that moment at the sight of two naked lovers >while Quixote immediately breaks away from his kiss with the human to look at Sancho, Bari pulls him back in without breaking eye contact with the shorter woman >"I think she should know" >Quixote gives her a bashful smile and turns to face Sancho >as his hand slides over his stomach, he utters a most vile phrase >"Sancho, I have conceived!" >Don wakes up screaming, drenched in sweat and tightly clinging to her plushie >she doesn't stop until Heathcliff shoves a Green Hammer action figure up her nose
