Outcast Oneshot book #3

Story behind the spider in glasses.

Fear is second place with six votes! At last, here's Fears back story.

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Pic above is what Fear used to look like before his change.

Enjoy!

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"How about you Fear? Other then you loving tea and books, I like, don't know anything about you." Coby comments, propping his head up with his free arm.

Hallow looks down at the spider. "Yeah, I don't really remember much. I just remember you showing up one day..?"

"We've had you living with us for three years now, and we hardly know anything about you, Mr shut in." Cupid giggles.

"Hand me the bloody book already." Fear huffs, hand out.

Asher hands him the book, them makes himself comfortable on the floor, Cupid laid beside him, using his fluff tail as a pillow.

"Well, I wasn't planning on telling you my life's story, but very well if you insist.." He clears his throat.

"It started in Britain, I was the oldest of sextuplets..."

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A young spider sat by her windowsill her blue eyes staring down at her siblings running around and having fun.

She sighed and turned back to her books, a frown on her face. "Mother, why can't I join the others?"

A tall woman with an elegant black dress sighed in annoyance and crosses her arms. "Charlotte, we've been over this, you're the oldest. Thus, I need you to stick to your studies! You cannot get distracted by the simple things."

Charlotte crosses her arms as well. "But what if I want to join them?"

"I forbid you. Its bad enough I'm stuck with a runt! I don't need a rebellious slacker as well! Now get back to studying! The Golds are joining us for dinner tonight and I expect you to finish your writing when they get here!" The woman hisses, stomping her heels pit of the room and slamming the door behind her.

Charlotte shoved the books off her desk in frustration before she broke out in tears and fell to the floor, her arms being her only source of comfort.

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"What's your favorite game? I love hopscotch!" The prince giggles, his small wings fluttering behind him.

Charlotte sighs crossing one leg over the other. "I don't have a favorite, my sisters play tag most of the time."

"Oh I love that- wait. What do you mean you don't have a favorite?" Mari asks her, tilting his head in confusion.

Charlotte tries to keep her straight face, but even the eight year old could see right through it. He took her hand in his.

"Are you okay?" He asks, concern in those violet eyes of his, Charlotte had broken into tears, mascara running down her cheeks.

"Mother never lets me outside.. Says its too dirty for lady.." She says, avoiding eye contact.

"She keeps me inside the palace, I have to study various subjects for hours at a time.. She hates me for being a runt.." She admits.

The bumblebee quickly pulls his cousin into a hug. "I had no idea.."

She shakes her head. "You couldn't have known.. I wish I could leave this place.. Where's my fairytale ending?"