Wait For Me (Sally x Wilbur)

❣ Epilogue ❣

TW//Torture, Gore
(Keep in mind that I'm trash at writing gore so yeah)

(Wilbur's POV)

"You sure this is a good idea, Wil?" Tommy asks me, to which I nod. "Positive. I witnessed a tyrant steal something of mine before, I won't let it happen again." I tell him. He looked at me with a sad expression. "Wil... She'll come back. Just wait for her." He tells me. "I am. I'm just getting impatient. It's been 3 years, Tommy." He sighs then leaves.

(Fundy hasn't transitioned yet)

I pinch the bridge of my nose. Then I hear a door open. I look behind me and see Fundy... "Hello, my little princess." She's aged well. It was very strange really. Instead of yearly, her birthday was monthly. I counted 21 before she stopped aging. Her human age is 3 years old while her fox/actual age is 21. I need to protect her. She's the only thing I have left of Sally.

(If you can't understand, Fundy aged every month. Instead of aging every October 10th he ages every 10th, and he stopped aging at 21, that's not actually how foxes age but I dont wanna use the cannon ages so I found I way I can use their IRL ages)

"Dad, I told you to stop calling me that." She rolled her eyes. "What do you want me to call you?" I ask her. "What about... Champion? Little Champion or something.." She thought. I nod. "Sure. No matter what or who you are, I'll support you." I told her.

"Dad, I found this in a drawer." She showed me a little sticky note. I read it. It was the same sticky note Sally had wrote to her before she left. "Did mom really write this?" She asked. I sigh. "Yes. It was her." Fundy's eyes widened. "Does that mean that she'll come back? Will I get to meet her, dad?" She asked me with a bright smile. "Only time will tell, Fundy." I told her

"I'm so excited, dad. I miss her. Even if I haven't met her." She told me. "Me too, Fundy." I replied.

"What was she like?" She asked me. "Well, she was kinda like you, Fundy." Her eyes lit up "Really?" She asked. "Yeah, she was adorable, very stubborn, and playful. She never gave up." I told her. "She always found a way to come back to me. And I always had the patience to wait for her. It was quite the adventure we had together..." I laughed while reminiscing.

"I loved her so much. And she loved me. But most importantly, she loved you most." Fundy looked so happy. But then her face contorted from happy to confused.

"If she loved me, then why did she leave?" She asked me. I smile sadly at my daughter. "She had to. She was taken away by some very bad people." I told her. "She had to choose. My life, or hers. She saved me, Fundy. And endangered herself. I miss her..." I trail off. Fundy hugs me "It'll be okay, dad." I hug her back "Thanks my daughter."

She then pulled away. "Dad, I have something to tell you..." I smile at her "What is it, my little champion?" I ask. She looked so happy that I didn't call her princess. "Umm..." She unrolled her sleeve to reveal a bracelet. A bracelet that had the colors of pink, blue, and white. The trans flag.

(Finally I don't have to refer to him as she/her)

"Dad, I want to be a boy." She- He told me. I smile at him. "I'm so proud of you." I hug him. He looked so relieved and hugged me back. "Thanks, dad." I laugh. "Do you want to start your transition, son?" He looked so happy that I callled him my son. And he nodded.

Then they heard yelling from outside. "Let's tell those idiots what correct pronouns to use for you."

(Sally's POV)

I sat inside my pr̶i̶s̶o̶n̶ ̶c̶e̶l̶l̶ room. They didn't kill me, like I expected. Instead they locked me in my room for three years and only gave me food for once a month. Get that? Only 12 meals each fucking year.

It used to be my room. But there's literally no furniture. Only a chair and a table. That's it. I was chained to a wall so my actions are limited.

Then the door opened. It was the first friday of the month so that means torture. Awesome. Amanda Smith. The person who tortures me every first Friday of the month. She's a psycho. I hate her.

"Hello, again former princess." She greets. "What now?" I ask. "Well, I got good news and bad news." She said. She put giantass bag on the table and looked to me. "Bad news, it's not physical torture." I mentally sigh in releif. Bad news for her, good news for me. "Good news, it's better." She said. I gulp

She opened the bag and threw its contents in front of me. My eye widened. I-it was... M-my brother's head. His eyes rolled back and were pure white. Parts of his hair was shorter than other parts. "You'd wanna see the back of his head." And she turned it so I can look at it. There was a big dagger wound with the blood floating up and mixing with the water around us, probably attracting sharks nearby. (Y'know like in finding nemo where dory's nose bleed or smth)

"You're all monsters!" I exclaim. Amanda laughs. "The rest of his body's in the bag if you want to see?" She asks, not so nicely. "NO!" I yell. She laugh even harder.

"Well you have no choice. What I was ordered to have you do is way worse..." She smiled wickedly. "W-what?"

"You haven't had food this month have you?" She asks with a smile that scream 'I'm mentally unstable'. Then I realised what she was about to make me do. "No! I'm not doing it! And you can't make me!" I yell. "Too bad, babycakes, you have to."

Help.

(END)