•|Sweet little angel|•

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It was his sweet little daughter,
Ophelia Darling.

(Narration)

(Y/n's) eyes widened while she looked at the grave of his dead daughter, Ophelia Darling.

"So you know now why we're here?"

Wally said, while he looked at (Y/n) who looked at the grave before shaking their head.

"Yes, I'm sorry.."

"Don't be sorry."

(Y/n) took a deep breath before looking at him and continue.

"I know, but.. nevermind.."

(Y/n) looked at him and saw he sat at a bench near the grave and he gesture them to sit next to him and they did.

"You still remember her, right?"

He said, while (Y/n) nodded at him and looked at him and they could see the pain in his eyes while looking at his daughter's grave.

"Yes, I do still remember her, and the first time we've met when she took you're lab coat."

They said, while they laugh a bit while he did to.

"Yeah, I still remember that day.."

(10 years ago)

"Oh my god, why did I applied for this stupid job!"

(Y/n) spoke to themselves, looking at the paperworks on their desk.

"This job is doing illegal activities like.. killing puppets for making colors!? LIKE WHAT THE FUC—!"

"Catch me if you can!"

(Y/n) stopped when they heard a child voice and they looked at their office door and saw a little girl who came running into their office while they looked at the little girl with Mr. Darling's lab coat..?

"A child—"

"Ophelia, sweetie, give that back, I need my lab coat."

(Y/n) looked at Mr. Darling who came into their office while the little girl who was running around like a bug before he caught her.

"No fair!"

The little girl whined while her eyes darted to (Y/n) who looked at them curious.

"Daddy, who's that?"

The little girl said, pointing at them with a curious face while Mr. Darling looked at (Y/n) and to the little girl.

"Ophelia, I'd like you to meet, Mx. Y/n L/n, my new personal assistant."

He said, before the little girl named Ophelia looked at them with interest.

"Now can you give me back my lab coat, I need to head to production."

He said, while she kneeled to her level extending a hand to her while Ophelia gave him back his lab coat.

"Good girl, you stay in my office and don't leave my office until I get back."

He said, before Ophelia looked at (Y/n) and to him again.

"Can I stay with them?"

She said, pointing at (Y/n) who looked suprised while Mr. Darling looked at them and to Ophelia.

"Well I guess so, since no one will looked after you, are you okay with it, assistant?"

He said, glaring at them while they smiled awkwardly.

"Oh yes, Mr. Darling, it's sure be nice to looked after you're sweet little angel."

(Y/n) said, while he sighed and looked at Ophelia.

"Be a good girl, alright Ophelia?"

He said, before she nodded and he stood up.

"Alright, I'll be going now and assistant, if something happens to my daughter, you know what you're going to face to."

He said, while he walked to the door and looked at them before (Y/n) nodded in response, they exactly knew what he meant before he left their office.

(Y/n) looked at Ophelia and smiled at her.

"So Ophelia, you like to draw?"

                         OoOoOoOoO‹—(There's a ghost in your home hehe.)

(Present day)

"And I would always give her a box of crayons and some papers to draw."

(Y/n) said, while the memories washed over them, remembering the sweet little girl.

"And she would always delivered it to my office."

Wally said, while he looked at the grave of his daughter.

"She was a sweet little angel.."

Was

Was

She was.

(Y/n) looked at Wally and saw the pain in his eyes while looking at his daughter's grave.

"You know, it's okay if you want to talk about.."

They said, before he took a deep breath and looked at them and to his daughters grave.

"I know it's hard to lose someone in your life especially the ones you love.."

(Y/n) said, while they looked at Ophelia's grave.

"I know that but.."

He stopped, while tears started to roll down on his face.

"I just missed my little angel so much.."

(Y/n) took a deep breath and before looking at him and watch tears rolling down his face.

"It's okay, to cry, I won't tell a soul and besides it's not healthy for you."

(Y/n) said, while put a hand on his shoulder and watched him cry.

"It was my fault."

"No, It wasn't."

(Y/n) said, trying to comfort him.

"How can you say that? She had seizure and if I didn't came home late this wouldn't happened."

"You're wrong, that's how life is.. and you need to accept it.."

(Y/n) said, before looking at Ophelia's grave again.

"She wouldn't want this either.."

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