"At the hospital. The doctor said that you'll be okay. Thankfully, the injuries you have aren't that fatal, which is a good thing.", he blabbered, "Oh! Which reminds me!".
He picked something up from a pocket of his trousers. It was a plushie that was way smaller than him. It had different clothes on. It wore blue jeans that were brighter than the ones he was wearing, and instead of a brown jacket, it has a sleeveless, striped blue jacket. The eyes were simple, black buttons, the nose was a torn dot, and the grinning mouth was stitched below.
"For you, my love~", he said, giving the plush of himself to her.
"Aww! You shouldn't have!", she grinned, "It's cute! Really cute!".
"I made it myself. It took a few cuts on my hands, but I did it in the end."
"Well... Thanks, Dynamo."
She hugged tightly onto the plush, blushing by a lot. She kissed Dynamo's cheek for extra appreciation. He blushed too, and smiled more. Eventually, he kissed back. After that, they both hugged each other.
Suddenly, the man felt a vibration rumbling in his jacket. Following the vibration was an annoying ringtone, that interrupted what the two of them were doing. Dynamo quickly stopped hugging to check on who's calling him on the phone. He sighed in a little bit of frustration.
"Who's that?", Fantomé asked.
"My sister. I swear if she's needing me to help her for something...", Dynamo grumbled, "Bear with me for a minute, hon."
Then, he walked away to pick up the call, still with the angry look.
