A lone being travails a plane of inexistence. Then the being is joined by what seems to be a small plushie... resembling a black-furred dog... The being started to speak... to the plushie
?: "Sorry if you're the one I told since... there's no one else here anymore. They just don't care anymore..."
They lie down on the purplish blue ground that resembles an over-radiated mirror image of the night sky.
?: "You get me... right? I just wish people wanted me to be here but no... I just wish you wanted me to be here yet where are you?"
They sat right up and pondered their questions
?: "Sometimes I just wish in puddles instead of wells... because you can't see the end of a well but you can see a puddle's... Just like life I could follow fate... or break it if I wanted to."
?: "I could've ended it all but why... I asked myself that for the past 13 times, yet I'm still here... suffering through a sea of self-important assholes and self-conscious beings..."
?: "Now my throat hurts from being silenced by the loud voices inside my head, arguing when the next big thing is bound to happen..."
?: "I'm sorry, if I get carried away from it but I'm always sorry... I am... because no one will do it for me..."
?: "Wriothesley... where are you... come back to me... please..."
W: "I'm here..."
Sigh...
The sound permeated and melted through the door, so Wriothesley couldn't deduce what was happening. But something was up. After clearing himself a bit, he flapped his coat outwards and walked out when all of a sudden, something catches his eye. His eyes were guided towards a pair of people hurriedly climbing the pipeline of the fortress.
Huh... he thought. It's not pipe cleaning day... and it's definitely not right that they're supposed to be there. Oh well, they might just be finding the other guards for work...
?: "Sir Wriothesley, there are guards at the door..."
W: "Let them in Estienne."
??: "Mr. Wriothesley, we would like to request for a prisoner named _"
Huh?! Wait didn't they already take him earlier, what do they mean?
W: "Didn't you already take them with you earlier???"
??: "My apologies but we have gotten here just this moment I'm afraid."
??: "It is by Fontaine law to retrieve the defendant from their holding area 6 hours before the trial starts and must be put into the trial–"
W: "Hey I know my laws and regulations, no need to enlighten me on that, my only question is where are they? A pair of gardes already took them earlier..."
??: "Sir we are the only one allowed to retrieve the defendant themselves so if you will cooperate with we would like to–"
W: "Could you think for a moment, I already told you... wait, if you're really the only ones allowed to retrieve them... then who were those guys."
??: "We are unfamiliar with your situation and predicament..."
W: "I...I don't get it... if you're the actual guards then who were they?"
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Cold Fists, Warm Touch
FanficA Wriothesley X Reader Fic. "If you knew what happened in the last 10 years of me waiting for you, what would've you done differently, Wriothesley?" You woke up one day, dragged into the Court of Fontaine, for a crime that you didn't commit. The tri...
