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>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