”Here you go, Uncle Młynar! A gift for you~”

”…how many times have I told you not to call me Uncle. Mały bachor, do you need another reminder or a scolding-“ Młynar sighed in irritation, his equine ear twitching as he held a newspaper in his hands.

”Don’t be that way! Look-“ Maria grinned, her own equine ears flicking happily. She held out a fancy wrapped box of chocolates. “I visited Kazimierz and went to the shopping districts! There was this delicious dessert shop that had these delicate chocolates on sale! The person in charge said they were ‘special’, so I took the deal for a good price!”

”…special? What about these czekolada are special?” Młynar glanced up from his newspaper with a raised eyebrow.

”Don’t know! But I thought you could have it since you could use some sweetness in your life,” Maria beamed and gave him the box before straightening up. “Okay! I’m off to go train with Margaret. I’ll see you later, Uncle-!”

”I said not to call me uncle-!” Młynar called as Maria zipped away, the mechanical doors of his dorm closing behind her. He gave a frustrated sigh, folding his newspaper and setting it on a table before glancing at the box in his lap. Chocolate’s….it’s been a while since he had chocolate. And Maria….that girl was sometimes hard to deal with, but her heart is in the right place. He’ll have to properly thank his niece later….

”Hm, they do look good,” Młynar opened the cover and stared at the small chocolate pieces inside. He gingerly took a piece, examining it between his fingers before popping it into his mouth.

’Sweet….brings me back to my childhood days. Jakie dobre wspomnienia……’ Młynar shut his eyes as he chewed, his equine tail flicking behind him happily. ‘Urgh….wait, something doesn’t feel right….’

-•-•-•-•-•-•-

“Doctor! Doctor, oh thank goodness!”

You paused in the corridors of the Rhodes Island landship, turning around to see Operator Blemishine hurriedly running after you with a panicked look on her face, her equine ears flat against her platinum blonde hair and her equine tail flowing behind her.

“It’s Uncle Młynar! Something seems terribly wrong with him-!” Blemishine grabbed your hand, dragging you through the corridors to the Operator’s dorms. Slamming the button to open the mechanical door, it slid open with a hiss, and the two of you darted into Młynar’s room.

The said older male was sitting in a chair, one hand covering his eyes as he was hunched over. An opened box of chocolates was seen next to him on the table, and he hardly seemed to react to you and Blemishine’s presence.

“I-I came back after training to see what he was up to, and I just found him like this! Is he okay?” Blemishine nervously asked, fiddling with her fingers as she watched you step forward. You crouched down in front of Młynar, taking a look at his face, and noted his slightly flushed color, along with his quiet breathing that seemed a bit heavier.

“Cichy- you are loud, Maria,” Młynar mumbled, slowly lifting his face off from his hand. His eyes looked hazy, and he cast a look down at you before taking a deep breath, his equine ears flat against his head. “…please, leave the Doctor and I. You still have duties to attend to, and they shall tend to me,”

“So stubborn!” Blemishine pouted before she sighed. “…ugh, but you aren’t going to change your mind, are you? Fine, I will head out! But you will listen to Doctor, okay?” she sent you a grateful look before leaving the room, the mechanical door sliding shut behind her.

“…it is better if she does not witness me in such a vulnerable state,” Młynar took a shaky breath before focusing on you. “…the chocolates. They are laced, Doctor. With aphrodisiac. Maria did tell me they were ‘special’….I feel she did not know what that meant when she gifted the box to me. But I ate one, and now….spójrz-“

Młynar placed his hand on your own, and shakily placed it on his chest, where you could feel his heart beating rapidly.

“I am…embarrassed to say I have fallen under the effects. I do not wish to force you, but you are the one person in Rhodes Island that I may trust in this situation. So….proszę- I beg of you. Help me with this itch….and I promise this shall not happen again,” He brought your hand to his lips, softly kissing it as he looked at you with need in his eyes.