"We should probably be heading out, it's getting late." Katya said as she stood up from the couch. They'd ended up staying past lunch and all throughout dinner, the blue-eyed girl having been all too excited to see her mom slowly returning to her old self again to leave. Still, she could tell that the older woman was getting exhausted.
"Well, it was lovely to have you two here. Wasn't it, Pat?" Kasha said.
"Yes.. it was really.. really wonderful.. Trixie, it was so nice to meet you, I hope.. I hope we see each other often in the future." Pat said warmly.
"I hope so too." Trixie said with a bright smile.
"Katya.. could we talk.. for a moment?"
"Of course." Katya told her mother.
Kasha and Trixie walked out to the front door, chatting happily amongst themselves, leaving Katya and her mom alone in the living room.
"She's special... take care of her. Our story didn't get it's happy ending... and you're right, Kathinka.. it won't... that time has passed... I see that now. But yours can, the way she looks at you... it's as if you have put the stars in the sky... No mother could wish for more for their child. But take care of it.. nurture the love you have for each other because it doesn't come every day... Get your happily ever after, my darling." Pat said, her hand holding onto Katya's as if it was the only way the message would stick.
"I will, mom. I won't ever take her love for granted, I promise."
"Good... good.. You've always had a soft heart, Yekaterina.. I'm sure these years must have been hard on you, I'm sure you must have felt so much anger, but don't hide that heart away... Don't fear love... fear not knowing what it feels like... because even if you loose the game, at least you felt the thrill of playing it."
Katya hugged her mom closely then, feeling tears escape her as she thought of how this woman even after her harsh realization still managed to see the bright side in things. It hurt to know that someone who deserved the world had been treated so poorly. She was truly who deserved it the least, Katya thought.
The blue-eyed girl considered her mother's words too. She'd already decided not to give into her fear, already let go of the walls that used to surround her and turned the page, and yet there was something strangely liberating about hearing those words from her mom.
Perhaps it was the fact that her mom had lost everything and still thought love was worth it?
Maybe that just made her even more certain that letting Trixie in was the right decision.She'd managed to show Trixie her most vulnerable sides, let her see her deepest sorrow, and still the Barbie had managed to make it bright and cheery. Despite starting out like oil and water, the pair now mixed together perfectly, constantly improving each other's life. Trixie was like a constant breath of fresh air, a pop of color in a grey room, a sun breaking through clouds. Katya still wasn't sure if she truly deserved the honey-eyed doll, or if she ever really would, but she knew she'd do anything for her, anything to see that adorable smile of hers.
It was funny, Katya thought, how the most unlikely people can flip your life completely upside down. Before she met Trixie, she saw all love declarations as either false or naive. She saw commitment as a fucking curse, and promises as a waste of time. But now, love declarations came naturally, commitment was a blessing, and promises were easy to make and keep.
All because of Trixie.
They'd had the most ridiculous beginning, and yet here they were, completely certain that they'd have their happily ever after.

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Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya
Fanfiction"Listen, I'll make it look like I want you on camera, don't worry. But just know that I'd rather fuck anyone in the goddamn world, than be forced to spend another minute around you outside of this building." Trixie said harshly as she adjusted her o...