Norman's pov:
The white haired teen laid in his makeshift bed. It was late, he knew this, but he just couldn't bring himself to fall asleep.
He shifted onto his side, thinking about his raven haired friend. He hadn't really realized how much everyone seemed to grow up in the time they spent in hiding. Even if it wasn't much.
Norman remembered when they were just little kids. Emma springing around with such infectious joy, and Ray, face always in a book, or making some snarky comment. Norman missed those days.
The days when things were so simple....
"I've been reading a little bit more about animals. Witch ones are your favorite?" Gilda had come up to them one day, a small smile on her face.
It hadn't even been three seconds before Emma had blurted, "Giraffe!"
"Of course your favorite is giraffes, considering the length of your own neck."
Gilda tried to hide her giggle as Emma gasped, utterly insulted.
Ah, yes. The simple days. What he wouldn't do to live a normal life with his familly.
(Authors note!) uh. Hi. I'm back from the dead. Got some issues currently trying to work out and I had Covid for a bit there so, sorry bout the sudden hiatus. I'll try to update more but I've really lost inspiration and I'm struggling to keep my grades up. (Sorry for short chapter)
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FanfictionWhen Ray negotiates with Mama to ship him out in Norman's place, what happens? This story will mainly be in Ray's pov, but some Emma and Norman too. (Don't count on it thought. I'm very inconsistent) *I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS* Chapters are sh...
