PruCan Oneshot { Gone Gone Gone }

The following PruCan fanfic is based on a few headcanons that I have found. The major one being that Prussia fade for a few minutes every day and it gets longer and longer. The second is more of a minor one, where Prussia hides his feelings behind fake smiles. The only two that can see behind the smile is his lover and his brother- Germany.

The following oneshot is big on feels. I basically started crying two paragraphs in. This beats my other PruCan story's sadness by over 9,000. It is also copyrighted to myself. The characters belong to the creator of Hetalia, and the song "Gone, Gone, Gone" is by Phillip Phillips.

(The story is in third person, but we mostly only get shots out of how Prussia feels.)

Prussia let out a shaky sigh, right hand in his silver hair. He was fading. He closed his eyes and started counting. When he was done, it was 10 minutes before he came back. The albino swallowed nervously. His eyes watered slightly. He didn't want to go, he didn't want to leave. He had his lover, and- and friends. Even people he would never call his friends, but still were none the less!

A slight knocking at the door and a worried, almost-feminine voice. "Gil?" It questioned. He felt a small wave of sadness. He didn't want to lose that voice. That- That sweet voice that charmed him when he hear it. "Canada, I'll be right out." He felt the Canadian's hesitation. "Gil, are you okay?" 

No! No, I'm not okay! I need to tell you something. In a few weeks I'll be nothing. Not even you will be able to see me! His inside screamed. "I'm fine, birdie," he said confidently. "You worried, mein liebe?" He heard a small chuckle, "I'll make lunch," his lover said gently.

Prussia put on a fake grin and said in a fake hapy tone, "Alright~," But when he heard footsteps walking away he broke down. He slowly fell to his knees and cried, hands over his face. Why did this have to happen. "I don't want to go.." He mumble under his breath. "I can't.." Feeling a slight presence over him he looked up, red eyes widening.

It was Canada, an angel coming to help him. "C-Canada, I think I'm allergic to something in here," he lied. Canada just shook his head. Prussia put on a fake smile, looking dumb with the tears running down his cheeks. Canada gripped his hand lightly. The albino groaned, closing his eyes. Matthew looked at him curiously. "Gil, why are you crying?"

Gilbert took a long time to process. He was crying. He was dying, the end near and he was crying. Not YOLOing things with his best friends. He let out a strangled laugh. Canada looked at him curiously. "Talk, Gilbert." That voice.. So gentle an encouraging, why did no one ever pay attention to Matthew. Gilbert just looked sadly at Mattie. "Gil!!" Canada said, near to tears.

"Dammit Gil! Just tell me what it is!!" Gilbert flinched as Canada spoke, noticing how fast the words were. His lover, nervous and scared. It was his fault, all his fault. "Mattie, I don't want to go!" He whimpered, tears coming faster now.

He barely heard Canada's voice over his crying. "Gil, if you don't have to go somewhere you don't want to.." Gil started laughing, the sound so broken that Matthew felt his own sadness come out. "Liebe, I have to go. Death wants me." Reddish-violet eyes looked into a blueish-purple. Perfect opposites, yet so perfect together. 

He saw the widening of the others eyes. Canada opened his mouth dumbly. "Prussia you aren't going to die soon!! You're so strong!" The smaller man protested, his grip on Prussia's hand nearly deadly. But then suddenly, it was nothing. Canada blinked.

"See!!" Prussia cried, voice broken a long time ago. "I'll be gone in a few weeks!"

Very slowly, tears came from Matthew's eyes as he threw himself at Prussia. He started crying into his chest. "N-No!! You can't be sure yet!!" Was the Canadian's muffled cry.

Gilbert gently ran his hands along the others spine, feeling the different ridges. He needed to remember this feeling. He needed to remember each and every thing about his lover. His boyfriend, his everything.

"I'm sure.. Can we just spend the rest of my days like this? Please? When I go, you need to be by my side." He felt frantic nodding on his chest. Sad indigo eyes looked into his as the Canadian looked up. "Gil, I would never leave you."

Canada started of slowly, "When life leaves you high and dry.. I'll be at your door tonight. If you need help, if you need help.. I'll shut down the city lights. I'll lie, I'll cheat, I'll beg and bribe.. To make you well.. To make you well."

Prussia looked curiously at him, but didn't say anything. He hung onto every word. Every day Canada sung a bit of the song to him.

Everyday, until the day came Prussia could feel the end of it coming. He knew he would fade forever. And never come back. Live on this world, but never be recognized. He couldn't imagine how Canada lived in such similar ways for so long.

Prussia laid on the couch, aware of the Canadian's hand gripping his. Canada started singing, singing all of the parts from all of those days.

"When life leave you high and dry.. I'll be at your door tonight. If you need help, if you need help.. I'll shut down the city lights. I'll lie, I'll cheat, I'll beg and bribe.. To make you well.. To make you well. When enemies are at your door, I'll carry you away from the war. If you need help.. If you need help.. Your hope dangling by a string. I'll share in your suffering, to make you well.. To make you well." Canada's voice cracked, Prussia urging him on.

Canada paused, and Prussia, knowing the song realized by the murmuring that he was modifying the song.

"You gave me reason to believe, that you would do the same for me.. And I'll do it for you, for you.. Gilly, I'm not moving on, I'll love you long after you're gone. Fo you, for you, you'll never sleep alone.. i love you long after your gone, and long after your gone, gone, gone.."

Prussia started to fade, sending Canada in a crazy race to finish the song. He got close to the ending, broken voice slowing. He stopped.

Gilbert opened his mouth. "Canada.. I love you. I want you to know I will always be here, protecting you as best as I can. Do you- do you understand me?"

Canada frantically nodded, crying. His tears fell on his and Prussia's hand. He gripped one hand between the two, holding them close to his chest.

"Finish the song.." Gil muttered.

So Canada did. "I love you long after you are gone. And long after you are gone.. gone... gone.."

Gilbert was only slightly aware of the parting kiss that Canada left him with. He was gone. He saw Canada crumpled up on the floor crying as hard as Prussia thought was possible. How could he have left the most important person in his life like that? He felt the transparent him slip down and hug Canada. Together they cried, one visible, the other not. 

END.

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Epilogue;; Canada

Canada cried, but his cries stopped after feeling a presence around him. "Prussia..." He murmured, crying. "Prussia I miss you!! Why did you take him?!" He screamed, yelling up at whatever was up there. "Why do I get to keep going?! I don't want to keep going if Gil isn't here!" Canada started crying again, too tired and sad to be angry.

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Omg I can't breathe. I'm laying down as I type this and my nose is clogged and I can't breathe through it. If you did cry, or even just feel sad, tell me where it started and how the rest of the story was. Emotionally and literately. This took about  45 minutes. I will put up the song on this fanfiction soon. Oh god.. I found this so sad. I guess because my worst fear is being forgotten or replaced. This story got real close to home. Some of you know what happened to my first boyfriend, and some of you don't. I don't want to talk about it, but this was practically exactly what happened. Except I didn't get a warning. I wish myself, Canada and Prussia the best of luck.

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//edit

I originally, for some reason, had this posted on my life blog. ( www.hollikyo.blogspot.com ) Not sure why it was there, but I'm reposting this here.

So. The A/N is obviously dated.

Sincerely, HolliKyo

A/N

Apologies to everyone who actually reads the crap I call literature.

Honestly, I hate my work and you probably shouldn't read any of these.. I write them, usually, in less than an hour or two.. I can't stay on track long enough. They are all short and dumb, but if you do insist on reading them.. Please comment.

//EDIT:

yes, I know my posts are not, in fact, in correct format. I'm somewhat familiar with the whole:

And then Holli smiled. "I freaking hate language arts!!"

Random character rolled it's eyes. "Ugh. Doesn't everyone?"

Something like that- to seperate speech. However, I use what I call 'roleplay format' because whenever I roleplay, even if I have two characters, I just smash the post together.

Holli: The Start - Part Three

One night, she was feeling lost. Another argument  with her mom. Her eyes were wet with tears. She walked slowly to the highway, walking on the side of the road and listening to the hum of the cars. The highway she was on was a bridge, high above the water. She held on to the railing and looked over. The water was beautiful, the way they reflected the night sky. She could make out the Big Dipper and Polaris. How Holli wanted to join the stars and the ocean. To be free. She exhaled, pulling out her phone and texting Hector. "Not feeling well. Meet at our place?" She was welcomed with a response.

From: Hectic

Subject: Re: Hey.

Message: Of course. Will be there soon, love.

His use of 'love' brought a small smile to her lips. It was a term that he called everyone that meant something to him. It's possible that this is where Holli soon got the same habit.

To: Hectic

Subject: Re: Hey.

Message: Thanks bro.

She hardly notice him walk behind her, letting his arm wrap around her waist. The female could tell it was her brother, the way his hand slowly moved to pull her close, gently kissing the top of her head. He closed his eyes, a small frown on his lips. "Mum giving you a hard time?" He said quietly, receiving a nod. He frowned. "You shouldn't listen to her. She just doesn't notice the swag you have." The 13-year-old simply fought a smile. "Please don't say that again." Hector let out a chuckle, holding the railing of the bridge with his free hand as he looked up. Holli let out a sharp exhale, and Hector's arm slowly retreated. 

"It's not just mom either." Holli's voice cut through the cold air, along with the comfortable silence that had developed in the moments before. "The citizens.. They keep saying I'll be a fine princess. Why do they think that? I'm third in line, and yourself and Louis would be much better as a ruler.

Hector seemed surprised as he turned to look at Holli. Their brown hair whipped around in the wind, their matching blue eyes meeting.

"You.. are responsible and caring. You do what's best, but always try to make it better for the people. You're generous, you go to the poor parts of the country and help people buy items they need. Of course people would like you and want you as a princess, or even a queen." He had purred the last word, a small smile on his chapped pink lips.

Holli mirrored his smile. "Thanks Hec." Though she did still think that Hector and Louis would be better leaders than her, she had more confidence in herself.

"Mm." The male hummed. "What'd mom do to you?" He asked. I heard she was angry at you. 

"Just a beating. Slapped me a bit. I got out okay, as you can see." She said, giving a little twirl. Holli seemed happy at this fact, quite the smile on her lips. 

However, Hector looked anything BUT happy. "Holli.. You can't live like this.. A thirteen year old should be worrying about studies and friends, not being harmed by your family, or holding up a country!" 

Holli frowned a bit. "Dear, there is nothing you can do." She trailed off. "Mom is staying that way, I'm pretty sure. I don't think she would change for anyone, or anything..."

Hector shrugged. "I'm sure that she wouldn't, but that doesn't mean you have to give up a normal life! You should be a happy little kid right now or complaining about how you have so much homework. You're only 13. Don't act so grown up already."

The girl frowned. "I'm not. I'm still immature and I still have things to learn. I will never be successful like you and Louis will. You'll both be kings, and maybe, if I'm lucky, I can live in the castle with you. Otherwise, I'll live in the closest town."

Holli's brother seemed surprised. "You will always be the princess, until one day, a queen. Unless you want to go off and explore. I know you want to."

She sighed, "I just hate being so trapped up in the castle walls. Mother's words chasing me around. I know I'm not perfect.. But can she at least try to be happy for me? I raised my grades in classes and I was proud of myself, and then, she just says, 'It must be an easy class then, I bet everyone has perfect grades'. Can nothing I do make her happy?"

Hector looked sad, gazing ahead of him as he leaned on the railing with his arms, his shoes digging into the ground to keep him up. "No. Probably not. I'm not going to soft-serve it. Mother is difficult. She will never be pleased. But still try to do so."

A moment of silence washed over them, comfortable. Holli closed her eyes as she felt her tears were dried on her cheeks. Hector shifting so he could rub her back gently, offering some comfort. The two gazing at the stars, the sound of cars coming closer and then getting further away in their ears. Wind was constant, due to the cars and the fact they were by water.

"Holli..?" Hector asked quietly, causing Holli to look at him. "I am going to give the throne to you. For Scotland. I want you to be with dad. Hayden and Louis are going with you. William and I will take care of England."

Holli shook her head vigorously. "No, we have to stay together!" Her ocean blue eyes threatened to spew tears as her older brother made the statement.

"You're going to be safe there. We'll always be together. Through our hearts. We are alive, we can visit each other at any time."

"Hey!" A voice called. It sounded like a young boy. "What are you guys doing?" The voice was clear, as the cars had stopped. It was getting later and not many people were around.

Hector and Holli turned, eyes widening. It was their brother, Hayden.

"Hayden what on Earth are you doing here?" Holli exclaimed, calling to her brother on the other side.

"I followed Hector!" Hayden said, taking a step towards them.

Hector frowned, "Hayden! Get out of the street! What did I tell you about following me?"

Hayden growled. "You guys are always keeping me out of the fun!!" He started running towards them, when they saw a set of bright lights coming towards them. A loud honk split through the night.

Hector sprinted towards Hayden, wrapping an arm around Hayden and trying to pull him away. Holli watched as she heard the screeching tires, the screams of her brothers and the thumps of them hitting the windshield and then flying past the van onto the ground.

The van had two passengers, a man and a woman. The woman called for emergency, and stopped traffic a mile ahead until the police could get there. The man, who was the driver, kept apologizing.

Holli's hands were shaking as she sat by her brother. He had a broken shard of glass in his back and his neck. He seemed to have tried to block Hayden from anything, though, it didn't work. Hayden's head was bleeding, and both were dead.

"Hector, you said we could visit each other.." She said, looking at her older brother. "And Hayden.. I thought we were going exploring soon.."

She felt tears fall out of her eyes as she gripped her brother's hands. She held them to her cheeks. Hayden's, so frail and small. Hector's, strong and calloused. The only two people in her family that cared for her. That could see her anyway.

She didn't know when she fell on the ground crying. She was alone again. That's all that mattered. Soon, police were there questioning her. How they made her angry! Her siblings just died! She didn't care about what time they died!

She felt her hands shake even more. Her head slowly turned to see her family. Her pissed mother, the outraged Louis and the crying William. Her mother grabbed her by her wrist, flinging her into the highway railing. Holli winced, looking at the police officer, but he wasn't paying attention. Not anymore, since he had the family to question.

"This is your fault!" The familiar evil voice told her. "You caused their death! You let them die." A harsh kick in her left knee sent her falling. "I wish you were dead instead. I wish you died earlier." Holli's mother whispered, sending a hard kick into Holli's gut. A whimper escaped Holli's mouth as she was moved a few inches on the asphalt. Her mother left to answer questions, sounding just as heartbroken as any normal mother.

She could feel herself being picked up, and she opened her eyes. She didn't know if she had ever stopped crying throughout all this. To meet her was Glacies, the male using a thumb to push away some of her tears. "M'lady.." He said quietly.

Holli remember that he couldn't speak unless spoken to, by rules. Usually they didn't follow the rules, but since the time that Louis told on Glacies, they always followed the rules in public. Even if they were in the castle, in the art room with no one around. No risks were taken. "Glacies. You may speak." She said, though looking away from his eyes. She couldn't look at him when she said such mean words. He was an equal, not someone lower than her.

He set Holli down gently on her feet, producing a small ring. It was silver with some black lines, mimicking snake skin. The gem was blue, encrusted in diamonds. "We found it on Hector.. May I?" Holli stares at it.

"It's not for me.." She said. "So no.." Her voice trailed off. She ignored how the ring flashed whenever she looked at it.

"My princess," he said, licking his lips as he said the title, it a bit awkward for him. "Who else would he have given it to. Certainly not your mother, and as we know, he doesn't have a secret relationship. And the only important girl in his life.. Is you." He said gently, his fingers gently tracing her hand, placing the ring on her left index finger. "It looks nice." He whispered gently. "I brought our horses. Let's go home through the forest."

Holli nodded, giving a nod to her family before heading off with Glacies. Though he was a night with the order to protect Holli, many suspected something was going on between them. The people of England wondered if they had a secret relationship, or if they were just friends. Holli and Glacies always thought it was funny to laugh at them. So the look they received from Louis was nothing new to them.

However, Holli didn't care. As soon as she hit the forest she ran after Glacies, temporarily easing the pain. She let Glacies help her up onto her trusty dapple grey mare, joking about what a gentleman he was. The male just chuckled and got onto his horse. The two ride side by side quietly, making small talk here and there.

They arrived home, and Holli was about to go to sleep. However, she laid in her bed, tossing and turning. Giving up, she pulled out a walkie talkie and whispered into it. "Glacies? Over."

A sleepy reply. "Yeah? Over."

Holli smiled at the cute way he sounded. She must've woken him up. Oops. "I can't sleep."

A groan from the other side. "Why?"

Holli was quiet. Why was she unable to sleep. The real question was, could she admit it to herself? She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "I'm scared.. I don't want to be alone. I feel alone right now."

There was no reply, causing Holli to get even more upset. Hearing footsteps towards her door, she shoved her walkie talkie into a drawer, closing it and pretending to be asleep. She forced her breathing to slow.

The door opened quietly. "Holli." He whispered, holding blankets and pillows in his arms.

"Glacies..?" She said, kind of surprised.

"Mhm." He said, laying his blankets down by the side of her bed. "I came so you wouldn't be lonely." He left out the part about him feeling lonely as well.. But he was lonely a lot.

"You don't have to sleep on the floor.. This is a queen bed, you can fit." She mumbled, trying to make sure not to sound too embarrassed. It was just for friends. "Please make sure you leave early.. I don't want you to get in trouble." She mumbled, hugging herself around her waist.

"As to you." He said, moving into the bed and leaning into the mattress. He stifled a groan as his tired muscles were relieved by the soft and plush bed. The two laid looking the other way, backs to each other. Glacies heard Holli's motion, and looked over curiously. "Why do you do that? With your arms?"

Holli opened her mouth slowly. "It makes me feel safe."

Glacies tried it with himself. "Uncomfortable." He muttered.

Holli turned to Glacies, forcing her arms around his side, snuggling her face into the top part of his back. "Not really." She muttered, before wiggling back to her normal position.

Glacies nearly jumped when he felt Hollj's arms around him. Now he felt it. The security.. Maybe it was just because it was Holli. She was the only person that he trusted. He did the same to Holli, listening to her sharp inhale, and noticing the way her eyes fluttered closed.

They stayed like that until Glacies had to go. But Holli didn't wake up, though her arms had slunk back around her waist, making up for the loss.

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Author's Note:

Sorry for such a late post! I spent... Eh. An hour on this. But honestly, it took me a while to write and type this because I kept getting sidetracked. So yeah. We start to see what happens to Holli. 

And a little. GlaciHolli fluff there.

Take it while you can. Holli is in for some heartbreak.

Sorry for not being able to write and describe well. In my head it's so vivid. I just don't know how to write it. You'll notice that in my stories. Especially the next Holli ones. Note:

The 'Holli: The Start' series is over.

That's everything in her 0-13 years. The next series will be.

'Holli and Trevor' or something similar. I think I talked about it in a previous post. Don't worry. Glacies is still in it, and there is mentioning of her family.

However... This is her normal life.

Not the genetically altered Holli.

She is a human in this story.

No, I am not changing that.

No, I will most likely NOT write a story for the wolf/water elemental/powers don't make sense Holli.

Why?

Because she doesn't make sense. She has the same backstory but she has all these powers that make things over dramatically worse.

Let us keep it simple.

Holli: The Start - Part Two

Holli had trouble falling asleep. She felt terrified that something bad would happen to Glacies. She let herself drift to sleep at 4 in the morning.

The world was grey. Everything was grey. She tried to move her arms, but she couldn't. Something was holding her back, but when she looked there was nothing. Suddenly she could move and she walked around. Seeing Hector and Glacies she bounded over to them, but didn't ask about why everything was grey. For some reason it escaped their minds.

They were walking somewhere. They were in a complex building, graffiti written all over the cheap canary yellow walls. They moved to the staircase, chatting. They saw two men walk past them, and the air grew still. Holli's hand clenched Hector's and Glacies'. The men just kept walking though, and so did the trio. Suddenly shots rang out. The men had a shimmering gun. They turn and pointed them at the trio, who were running. They ran straight into a hospital. They tried to block the door, but gave up and ran. They had dropped hands by now. "People with guns!! We have to go!!" They screamed, warning everyone.

But no one cared. They just looked at the teens in a confused manner. More shots rang out, the men were in the room. All the staff was dead. Holli looked around, Glacies and Hector were gone. The two men started towards her and she ran through the aisles that reminded her of a shoe store. Aisles and aisles. She could see the top of one man's head and ran from it. She was tripped by something, and landed face first into the ground. She looked over and saw that it was the other man, who had ducked behind the aisle. He had a syringe, one full of orange liquid.

He slammed it into Holli's shoulder. Holli's thoughts clouded with black. When the black had cleared she saw it. Hector with his legs gone and only prosthetics. Glacies, dead. Bullet to the head. She refused to look at the skull fragments and brains.

And her mom, standing with the two men that have done this. "You did this, Holli." She said, anger seeping through her words. "YOU KILLED THEM. YOU SELFISH," she ranted on and on, tears coming to Holli's eyes as she looked at Hector. He wasn't dead, was he?

Hector looked at her, his face and eyes so blank. Holli swallowed. "I didn't mean to.. I'm so sorry.." She whispered, tears running down her face. Hector picked up Glacies and the last thing she saw was everyone she loved walking away from her.

Shortly after Holli had fallen asleep, her body had fallen into a coma, only to come back and having a seizure, body flailing and tears running down her cheeks.

Hector and Glacies stood worriedly by the end of her bed, nurses trying to hold her down. And suddenly, still.

Her body just stopped. Then suddenly a flat line. Hector and Glacies were holding hands, their mouths open in shock. Despite their unwillingness to work together, they both loved Holli.

The nurses frantically tried to give Holli CPR, but she had been dead for two minutes.

But suddenly her body shuddered, her heart picking up again. Her frame was shaking. She felt so cold, unable to feel her legs. "I-Is Hector okay?" She asked the nurse. The nurse was confused but nodded. "What about Glacies?" Another nod. She sighed in relief.

She saw both of them. "Hector, you have legs." She murmured. Hector blinked in surprise. "Well, yeah.." He mumbled.

Holli realized something. It was a dream. Dream. She relaxed noticeably. "Please don't leave me. Ever." She said, tears in her eyes as she grabbed their hands.

And on that day they swore by blood to never leave each other. 

Holli was used to the yelling from her mom. The way she couldn't go one day without comparing better kids to Holli, bringing her down, complaining about how she wished she could trade Holli. It was constantly lowering Holli's self-confidence.

Everyday she walked around with a sad look in her eyes, waiting for someone to see the sad look in her eyes. Get past her fake smile. But no one could. She was too good at hiding it. Even at only 13.

Holli looked back into the past, when she was 8. One day her and her brother got to take a Royal trip to Italy. Holli was so excited when she was allowed to go. She spent weeks trying to learn Italian with hardly any luck. "Ciaò." She tried. She grinned. "Hector I finally said it right!!" Hector looked at her and returned the grin.

Not long after it was time to go. "Now Holli.. We are meeting the Bellomi family. They are a pretty rich family so I need you to be on your best behavior." Holli grinned, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I'll try!!"

Hector gave a nod. "They have one son your age, and another one older than you. I have to go talk to their parents and then we can all go get some food or something."

Holli nodded as they boarded their private jet. She never slept, looking out of the window happily. And suddenly, they were there. Holli ran up and down the airplane aisles happily. "We're here!!" She kept repeating, grinning. Hector nodded. "Yeah." He got off the plane, Holli running in front of him. As they walked down the streets of Venice, she asked many questions to her older brother. About what things were. He seemed to know everything.

They arrived at the house, Holli's eyes lighting up. It wasn't that much of a huge house- nothing compared to the castle Holli was from. But it looked so cozy. Holli ran up and knocked on the door, grinning like mad. Hector blinked in surprise. But the door was already open.

It was a boy with light brown hair and ice blue eyes, a similar looking boy with darker hair behind him. Holli looked flustered and quickly ran to hide behind Hector. She was unbelievably shy.

Hector laughed at her actions. "Holli, these are the two boys I was telling you about. Vito and Stefano." Said female waved shyly as Hector introduced her to the other two.

Both of them said their 'hellos' inviting Hector and Holli into the house and calling their mom. Seeing their mom, Holli smiled. Her aura seemed so friendly. Like Holli could tell her anything.

Holli especially admired the younger of the two, who always seemed so happy and carefree. She wanted to be like that. Holli looked up (figuratively) to Vito. Holli and Stefano got along alright, but it was clear the female was closer to Vito.

Vito and Stefano seemed to have fun together, the way siblings should. To see them do activities together never failed to bring a smile to her lips.

Holli bonded with Elisabetta, feeling like Elisabetta was the mother she never had.  Holli had told Elisabetta a lot of things, like how her own mother treated her, Hector and Hayden. How her older brother treated Glacies. She also explained that she was forced to stay with her mother. And that her father was the better of the two.

The comfort she got from Elisabetta made her feel that she was a daughter of the woman, and she realized that was what mothers should be like to their children. She even knew Holli's favorite color.

Holli remembered that when she got back from Italy, she had asked her mom if she knew her favorite color.

And of course she didn't. But Holli was too kind-of-heart. She wanted her mom to know her favorite color.

Her mom not only didn't know the correct answer, but started screaming at Holli about how over dramatic she was being and that she was some kind of psychotic bitch who needed to be put in an asylum.

Holli remembered crying, running to her room. After that, she never loved her mom completely. Because she realized that no matter how much she pretended to love Holli, she never did. It wasn't just because of the color thing, but she realized that her mother had not said she loved Holli unless there was company.

She came back to the present and sighed. From now on, Holli would be sure to know everyone's favorite color.

Sure, people scoffed at her. Told her she asked stupid questions. But for Holli, asking someone's favorite color was important. Knowing that person's favorite color was being their friend. You can't be someone's friend and not know their favorite color.

But Holli was tired of her mother's bickering. So, so tired..

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Part 3 coming up~

And if any of you follow my normal blog, I'll have a life update in the next week.

An Insight On Natsumi

I wanted to write a little bit

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Natsumi was a fun little child, happy and talkative. It was easy for her to make friends. Her idol was her father, who was very much like her. Her father taught her everything she knows- archery, how to read and write, and just a bit of swordsmanship. Even a few dating tips. When she turned 11 though, he was hit with a disease, and had to be quarantined. By then her little sister had been born, Nikita- who was around 6 at the time. Her sister didn't depend as much on their father. Nikita was more of a mama's girl. But their father caught a disease, and the girls were forbidden to see them upon his request. The only person that was allowed to see him was their mother- who died of the same disease their father did a few months after. But all the same their parents were gone, left with only Natsumi and Nikita. Natsumi was constantly working, finishing one part-time job to go to another. She gave up her education for Nikita and herself. 

yo but that's all I wrote k