(Please keep in mind
This is my first fanfic
And there will be no
Smut at all. They are 13.
Only gore and violence
And some fluff.)
Marcys pov:
I was staring at the celling. It was another sleep over with Anne, in newtopia. But without the planters, apparently they were busy. I felt Anne beside me, she had her face buried into the crook of my neck. I felt- warm. I always felt some type of comfort next to her. And she also snores very loud. But that's what I love about her- "Marcy? You okay marbles?" I turned over to Anne who was half asleep and was clinging onto my arm pretty tightly- "yeah, I'm okay anna - banana. What makes you think I'm not? Overall, I'm always okay with you." I smiled and Anne turned red from the cheesy words that just came out my mouth. "You kinda dozed off. That's all." Anne replied. She must have saw me thinking about her- I mean who wouldn't. She literally a dream. I wish I had enough confidence to admit I loved her. But not as friends- "your doing it again marbl-" a yawn interrupted Annes words.
"You seem tired Anne. You should take a nap." Anne didnt respond. She must have fallen asleep. She's such a goof, that's why I love her. I yawned and turned onto my side. I felt Anne wrap her arms around my waist and I immediately got butterfly's. Time went fast when Anne was around, and she makes me happy.
(Sorry it's really short TwT I'll make more chapters soon.)
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Despair.
FanfictionMy first fanfic! An au of mine that I made up where what if it was Anne instead of Marcy getting stabbed? How? And what would happen after? Read to found out. They/them Because I'm genderfluid and it changes a lot. :)
