『Life as Fumo』

Part 6: The Terrible Past of the Beautiful Ine Pollyanna

Me and Flandre were awoken by Hana telling us how cute we looked sleeping together.

Hana: "Awwwww~! You two look adorable!"

She randomly pulls out a camera from her pocket, and takes a picture of us.

Cirno: "What the hell?!"

She laughs and walks into her room, slamming the door shut.

Cirno: "...what?"

Flandre gets up, with bags under her eyes.

Flandre: "Nice to know she hasn't changed."

I have no idea what she meant, obviously because I didn't previously know Hana. 

Cirno: "Uh, I guess."

Flandre tugs on my dress

Flandre: "Hey, can you follow me for a sec? There's something I need to talk about."

Cirno: "Sure thing."

Worried and nervous, I follow Flandre to the basement.

Flandre: "Last night, I didn't get to tell you how I died. I wanted to tell you."

Cirno: "Uhmm, okay. Tell me then."

Flandre: "Alright. Follow me."

Flan walks through the dimly lit and cold basement, to the corner, where there is a safe, made with pure metal

She uses the keypad to unlock the safe using a code

I didn't know what to expect, but this was NOT it.

Flandre: "This... is what's left of my human body."

The safe's door opens slowly, and it contained what remains of the beautiful Ine Pollyanna

Her body was all bruised and cut. Her bones were bent in ways they never should.

Cuts, so deep you could almost see right through them.

Her face was all mangled, and disfigured. All of her teeth were missing.

Bugs inhabit the cuts, stuck to her body, as if they were houses.

The putrid smell quickly raided my senses, and I threw up

What was I looking at? Am I dreaming? Is this real? This cannot be real.

Flandre: "Do you want to know what my life was like, Cirno?"

With my mouth unable to move, I simply nod.

Flandre: "Alright then."

4 years ago... (enter Ine's perspective)

I was 12 years old when it first started. My father divorced my mother, and she became a madman. She would scream at me, beat me, and lock me in the closet for no apparent reason. She'd forget about me some times. She'd forget to feed me, or take care of me. The only place I really felt safe was school. But soon enough, I'd get bullied, because I didn't have clean clothing, and I couldn't do my own laundry. My mom would scream at me when I got home because of how dirty I was. I told her I was dirty because she wouldn't do my laundry, and she just kept yelling and yelling until I burst into tears and ran upstairs to my room.

6 months ago...

4 more years of this neglecting and bullying, and something inside her snapped.

I was in my room, just looking up at my ceiling. Pondering to myself, what I deserved for this to happen to me, my mom opened the door with a metal bat in hand. She had marks of tears trailing down her face, and her hair was unkempt. She lunged forward, and hit me over, and over again. Making sure I was dead. Then, I was rebirthed as this.

Ever since rebirth, I wanted vengeance on this lady. She may not look or act like a horrible creature, but I can assure you, she has it in her. There's no way she could forget about an incident like that.

Return to Cirno's perspective

I was speechless.

The lady I trusted... killed her own daughter?

Cirno: "Oh... my god...."

Cirno: "I am so very sorry, Flandre."

Flandre: "There's no time to be sorry. We need to go back upstairs before Hana finds us here."

Cirno: "Oh, right. Let's go then."

Flandre: "We can't just go yet. You left evidence that we were here. You have to clean that up."

Flandre hands me a rag.

Flandre: "Here. Take this and clean up your vomit. Hurry up, too."

I clean up my vomit, and Flandre closes the safe. Then, we head upstairs to continue our day like normal.

This is not the ideal way to start your day, that's for sure.