Solaria moved with purpose through the dimly lit corridors of the Rainbow Factory. His dark, almost black hair was tied back messily, yet his crinkled jacket and inner uniform projected an air of authority and confidence. He reached the heavily guarded entrance to the underground lab, the last barrier before reaching his destination. The security team, knowing his clearance level, quickly stepped aside, allowing him to proceed without delay.

As he passed through the security checkpoint, a red light scanned his face and retinas. The doors to the underground lab slid open with a mechanical hum, granting him exclusive access. Solaria was the only one permitted entry to this restricted area now, not even Y/N had clearance.

Ordered by Walden darling Himself

The lab was sterile, with bright, cold lights illuminating the various pieces of advanced equipment scattered around. At the center of the room, enclosed in a high-tech glass chamber, was Aqua—the albino rabbit hybrid who had recently gone through an experiment

Solaria's eyes, dark and lifeless yet with a faint crimson glow in the shadows, surveyed the lab with meticulous care. He approached Aqua's chamber, observing the test subject with a mixture of curiosity and calculated detachment. Aqua, dressed in a clean, white turtleneck under his blue patient shirt, his gray pants contrasting with the stark surroundings, seemed more serene here than during the chaotic transport.

Solaria entered the chamber after sliding his ID on the scanner, his movements slow and deliberate. He knelt beside Aqua, who was seated on the floor, his legs drawn up to his chest. The rabbit hybrid looked up with half-lidded aquamarine eyes, his expression one of quiet resignation.

"Aqua," Solaria said softly, his voice a soothing contrast to the sterile environment. "How are you feeling today?"

Aqua's ears twitched slightly at the sound of Solaria's voice. He didn't respond verbally, but the tension in his posture seemed to ease a bit.

Solaria reached out and gently touched Aqua's bandaged arm, checking the state of the wounds. "We'll need to change these bandages soon," he murmured. "Does it hurt?"

Aqua shook his head slowly, his gaze fixed on the floor, tense, Solaria nodded, satisfied with the response. He continued his examination, ensuring that Aqua was physically stable.

"You did well," Solaria said, his tone warm and reassuring. "You protected me....thank you. You're safe here."

Aqua's ears perked up at the words, a faint glimmer of recognition appearing in his eyes. Solaria offered a rare smile, a small gesture meant to comfort the hybrid.

"Rest now," Solaria instructed, rising to his feet. "I'll be back later to check on you again."

As he turned to leave the chamber, Solaria cast one last glance at Aqua, who was already settling back into a more relaxed position.

Solaria finished his check on Aqua and exited the glass chamber, his demeanor as composed as ever. He passed through the various high-tech security measures effortlessly, each one recognizing his exclusive clearance. As he approached the exit, the guards stationed there straightened up, their eyes following his every move.

"Would be good if you don't tell the Dr. Darling I was here," Solaria said calmly. "I got permission from the echo."

The guards exchanged quick glances before nodding. Their loyalty swayed by the unspoken agreement. Solaria gave them a curt nod and continued on his way, his steps echoing softly against the sterile, metallic floor.

He walked under the dim lights of the underground corridor, careful to stay out of the range of CCTV cameras. This part of the factory was a labyrinth of silence, and Solaria navigated it with already practiced ease. He knew every blind spot, every turn that would keep him hidden from prying eyes.

Solaria moved with precision as he entered the staircase instead of the elevator, no one uses it anyway. The cold, metallic walls echoed with each step he took. He paused at the first landing, where a bag hung inconspicuously by the handle lock. Removing his outer jacket as he stepped down quickly upon the stairs, with every step, be unbuttoned his inner uniform and placed it into the bag. Then donning a white turtleneck, its snug fit a stark contrast to the messy look he had been wearing moments before.

Descending further, Solaria’s eyes remained vigilant, scanning for any signs of intrusion. He reached what he called floor G2—Grinder Number Two. Here, the air was thick with the smell of machinery and refuse. Without hesitation, he tossed the bag into the grinder designated for trash, watching briefly as it was consumed by the relentless gears.

Navigating through a known camera blind spot, he found a very 'oddly' specifically placed lab coat hanging on a hook. Solaria removed his hair tie and pins, letting his hair fall naturally around his shoulders. With deliberate movements, he put on the lab coat, feeling its familiar weight settle around him. His inky black hair suddenly fell weightless, floating up like that of a fire, it danced around his form, and for a moment, it seemed as though his entire body adjusted—his height fell slightly, and his build shifted.

He wrapped white gauze around his hands, the final touch in a seamless transformation. The shadows seemed to ripple and fold around him, and with each passing second, Solaria's imposing figure melted away. In his place stood a shadow, a figure cloaked in darkness, with only the piercing glow of their eyes cutting through the blackness like two orbs of pale moonlight. What their hair is supposed to be, is weightless and ethereal, dances around with absence of gravity. Where a mouth should be, there is only a smooth expanse of shadow, an air of innocence now cloaking them.

The shadow walked away, their steps light and unassuming, blending effortlessly into the environment. The factory bustled with activity, none the wiser to the deception that had just taken place.

They, navigated through the bustling corridors of the factory with practiced ease, seamlessly blending in with the other employees as they went about their tasks. Making a quick stop at the assistant's table, they retrieved some papers before glancing over at Solaria's desk nearby. The real Solaria was slumped over, fast asleep, exhaustion evident even in their unconscious state.

Moving on, They made their way to Walden's office, where they

Found him fast asleep at his desk

His usually composed demeanor giving way to the vulnerability of sleep. Despite his authoritative presence, there was a certain tranquility about him in this moment of rest, he even still had some color splashed on his cheek, probably from a grinder experience or something else,

Did he forget to lock the door?

They observed the scene silently, their expression unreadable evident with the fact they only have glowing white orbs for eyes, literally orbs

They paused for a moment, their gaze lingering on some finished papers scattered across Walden's desk. Among them were documents documenting the rabbit's vitals, his code name used instead of the name given and progress, along with contracts whose purpose remained a mystery to them.

Their contemplation was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door, which elicited a startled reaction from two employees who entered the room. As Walden stirred from his slumber, the employees froze in panic, their eyes widening in apprehension.

Their expression hardened as they observed the scene, their circular eyes narrowing to long horizontal slits with suspicion. In a silent gesture, they raised a finger to where a mouth would usually be, signaling for silence, while the sharp points of their claws subtly protruded from their other hand, a silent warning not to disturb Walden's rest.

The shadow watched with a heightened sense of awareness as the two employees entered the room. One if Their eyes widened in an uneven manner, almost as if to mimic raising a brow in curiosity, as one of the employees addressed them.

"The assistant, we need them right now," one of the employees said quietly, yet urgently,

The Shadow's reaction was almost comically exaggerated as they pretended to crane their neck, as if rolling non-existent pupils, before pointing towards the indicated direction.

As the employees hurried away, the Shadow remained, keeping a vigilant watch over Walden to ensure his continued rest before finally departing the office.

Happy pride Month y'all <33

The shadow

Thank you to my cousin and sibling :))

Clean version

He's my dad now