I cleaned up the bath and called Hange to report the loss. Hange cried as well, and comforted me. Tension was still thick between us, because neither one of us had addressed our threesum in the closet with the now corpse that lay in front of us.
Pyxis had no loved ones, so we didn't plan a funeral, but Hange and I did celebrate his life by aggressively scissoring in his bed that night.
Neither of us have spoken about any of this since, and it's been a few days. I just hope Carla doesn't find out....
The End!!
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That Pixie Stick
FanfictionA Pixis x reader fic. You work at Paradis Rest Home, and unexpectedly fall in love with one of the patients.
