Are You There, Mr Bubbles? It's me, Angelica.

Do you remember me? Are you even still alive? People keep telling me you are dead. But you can't die. Someone who is stronger than Hercules can't be killed, right Mr. B?

I know you fought for me. I remember. I remember how you protected me from the bad men, Mr. Bubbles.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Bubbles. I didn't want to just leave you there. The man... He touched me, and everything became so much more scary. Nothing was happy anymore, I just wanted to run away. I didn't look back for you, I just left you behind.

You would never have left me behind. Not ever.

But I ran, ran back to my hidey hole. You never knocked for me again. Sometimes at night, when I'm sitting in a hard bed in this dark place, there are scary sounds and some banging, and I wake up wishing it were you.

The other girls don't seem to remember their Daddies. They skip and play, but I can't. I want to go out and find you again. Where are you now, Mr Bubbles?

I asked the nice lady, and she said you were in heaven. But there isn't any heaven.

There are no angels for me anymore, Mr. B.

Only corpses.

Super short. I've never done a drabble before. I feel so sorry for the Little Sisters, but even worse for the Big Daddies because once you 'Save' the Little Sister, she doesn't even look back at the Big Daddies corpse. So I thought I'd write a short little something where the Big Daddy got the thank you he deserved...