XVIII. The Moon

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Summary

Now there is no stress


They start off back in the park. Some time passed as the sculpture Other Scar designed was in the park and it was spring. It was a simple wagon, with flowers sprouting from all around. Fit in quite well. He sits on the grass with Other Jellie, eating a pastry. Next to him was another sketchbook, his phone, and a backpack.

Other Scar finished his food and stood with his things, "Let's get this show on the road, Jellie!" With a meow from Other Jellie, they set off.

Scar and Jellie watch as they traverse the city, seemingly wandering from place to place. Sometimes Other Scar would take a photo or draw a quick idea. At one point, the two seemed to meet up with someone and they talked about rates and plans. It seemed she was a client.

During the lunch break, he commented to Other Jellie how easy everything was. How free he felt now.

Then they went back to the woman who Scar thought was the client. Other Scar sat in the woman's backyard and drew a sketch. It seemed that the woman wanted a renovation to her house. The two of them sat there for hours.

It was only when the rumbling of thunder was just overheard, dark clouds blocking out the sun. Other Scar tucked the sketchbook into the backpack and got an umbrella out. With a wave to the homeowner, he and Other Jellie left. They had just gone out of sight of the house when time stopped. A card hung near the zipper of Other Scar's backpack.

Upside down, Scar was sitting in that backyard with a white circle drawn onto the fence behind him (it was not there in the memory). Jellie sits next to him, a bird on the other side. XVIII, 'THE MOON'.

"Oh, gosh we're still going," Jellie seemed to feel tired after following the Others for a day. "Let's go." Scar sighed and touched the card.


(OG post date - 6/2/23)

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