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Old wrinkled hands reached for a wooden box, the box was painted by time but not a dust can be spotted on it. The paint was fading, but all in all it was still in good condition. A small smile made it's way to the woman's face.

Slowly opening the box, as if one wrong move would shatter and break it, carefully. Photographs and memories flooded her mind, like magic she was back in time.

"Oi Watson can you walk a little faster?!" A small shark.

"We know you're excited, but can you slow down a little? It would be bad if you got separated from the group." Dad— a reaper.

"You're no fun, Cawwiope." The shark frowned making the other girls laugh.

"She's right, bozo. If you get lost it'd be troublesome for us, I mean look at how small you are." A detective.

"You're taller than be by like a few inches!"

"Now now, calm down kids." A Priestess.

"Holy shit— cotton candy!" A Phoenix.

In the end, Calli couldn't stop Kiara and Gura from running towards the cotton candy stand.

Ina followed the two while Amelia stayed with the reaper. "Don't stress yourself too much, they know how to take care of themselves." Amelia grinned.

She sighed. "I hope so, we should enjoy, this is our first time being together after all." Calli smiled while looking at the three girls walking back to them with their cotton candy.

Everyone was smiling, snap. A moment to capture, a memory to be stored in a photograph. A photograph, a time machine that can take one back in time. The color might fade away, but the feelings will stay.

Inside the box was a worn out pocket watch, the hands were not moving and the numbers on it were faded. The woman closed her eyes shut, reminiscing. The pocket watch that started everything, the powerful pocket watch, the gift from the Warden of Time. It was nothing but an old, non-working accessory now.

Even after all these years and even after it's power was drained, it still felt the same. She placed it back in the box before getting another thing inside it. A lemon.

Not a real one of course, she chuckled. The shark girl sent that to her long before. Oh the memories, the gifts, the fun. She'd give everything to get those back, but like the riddle goes.

Age goes up but it never goes down, her youth has already passed and there was no way she could rewind her age. She already accepted it, she lived a long life and great one at that. She had amazing friends, an amazing family.

She saw an old cd inside the box, it made her eyes water. She carefully inserted the cd in the player, opening her tv.

"A! Is this working?" A high pitched vocie was heard before the camera fell.

"Holy— Watson don't kill me for dropping your camera." The girl said before picking the camera up and setting it on the table.

"Nice! Alrighty... ehem." She cleared her throat and puffed her chest out before giggling.

"Hehe heya Watson! I found your camera!" She grinned, sharp teeth showing.

"So I'm gonna use it." She said and strummed.

"It starts with my toes..." She sang, her voice so beautiful. It made the song sound even better than original.

"Oh, oh! And I learned a new one too." She said after the first song.

She hummed while strumming the intro, her tail wagging behind her and the joy on her face was immeasurable.

"I walked across an empty land." She sang, it was like magic. The way her voice shifts with every note, it was angelic.

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