Vanny: I’m so tired I could eat a horse.
Eclipse, wearing a My Little Pony onesie: I identify as a horse and this offends me.
Stitchwraith: I identify as offends and this horses me.
Blood Moon, looking Stitchwraith dead in the eye: I offend horses, identify me.
Shadow Freddy: I think the main question here is why you would eat a horse if you were tired.
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The Devil meets the Rabbit's proxy.
“I do hate to see squandered potential. You understand. Your ex-employer, Mr. Afton, had neglected to inform you of… well, everything that was important. Things you should have known before you were sent to act independently, as much as you could have, anyway… given your particular… predicament.” He walked around her. Slowly, and almost gracefully, taking careful steps and speaking as if he was disappointed, though also a bit amused. “In spite of your lack of general, er- information, however… you have performed spectacularly.” He stopped right before her, holding his hands in front of himself like one would do when saying a prayer. “Such performance warrants… reward.”
She didn’t wait for him to continue. Her mind went to the one thing she’d wanted since the start. Above his promises and certainties about her future, above her own goals, small as they were. She’d never forgotten why she’d started this in the first place. Ever since her “birth”, the sole purpose for pushing so far…
“I want-” She couldn’t get three words out before the other’s expression turned pitying.
“-I apologize, Miss Vanny, but I cannot bring your mother back.”
She felt like screaming. Like she would rip her hair off and claw her eyes out the next second.
Finally, after the hell she’d endured for almost two years, she’d found someone who could have helped her. Saved the remainders of her mental well-being. Saved…
Because despite those memories not belonging to her, she had them all the same. Vanny remembered the lies she had told at the pressure of her old man- the betrayed look on her mother’s face as she lost the court battle. And later, the police coming to inform them of what had happened. It was all there, always. The guilt, first and foremost, followed by the determination. The pain too. Not just Vanessa’s.
And just as hope had begun to shine her way, there was nothing. Again. As it had been with Afton. A possibility of peace ripped out of her grasp.
She supposed she did not deserve it after all the lives she’d cut short.
She didn’t know why she kept going. Why she put herself through this hell instead of trying her hardest to fight back. There was nothing left to lose, after all. Nothing to be threatened with. Vanessa had had her life striped of any source of joy long ago, and with her… so had Vanny’s.
“Do not look so downcast, my dear. There is something else I can offer… Something that I know you would find of… equal value.”
“Yeah? What’s that?” She barked back, venom dripping from her tone. She was tired of everyone’s bullshit.
The Shadow Freddy tipped his head forward, dots of light gleaming brighter in the darkness that surrounded most of his form. She didn’t have to see him smile to know he had done so.
“Agency.”
The void enveloped him once again, and in his place a spotlight shined, illuminating a round wooden table with a VR headset on top.
“Put on the headset, Miss Vanny. Put it on and… face your reflection.”
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(This is a a preview of chapter 23, but I just had to get it out. Y'know, to let people know of what comes after. I guess I shouldn't be wondering why it's taking me so long to post the next chapter if I'm working ahead, should I XD 😅?)
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