What if... (hfjONE-shots)

...Airy Returned to Earth (Pt.3)

Hiya Edgelings!

Another chapter of the DSAU let's gooooooooo!!!

Also, don't you just love how this ONE-shot book has like... not a single one-shot in it? Lol they pretty much all have multiple parts, like each one could be it's own book, but nah, they're all going into this mashup fic. XD

There's also a new AU around the corner that may or may not involve ParkingLotte... ;)))

I'm very excited for that! Anyways, enjoy this new chapter of my most depressing storyline lol!

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Amelia stretched and yawned as she slid out of bed. She actually managed to sleep for a couple hours in a row last night, which was nice. As she walked out of her room and down the hall, she knocked twice on the linen closet door to let Aaron know that it was morning time. They had worked out a sort of system over the past four days.

She headed over to the kitchen, and debated whether to go ahead and take her pills now or wait until later. She decided to wait, and instead opened a lower cabinet and pulled out a large skillet.

She was in the mood for something warm for breakfast, but what did she want to fix?

Pancakes. That sounded good.

Amelia opened another cabinet and pulled out a box of pancake mix, shaking it to make sure there was enough left in there. There was probably enough for a couple pancakes...

As she proceeded to mix up the batter and heat the skillet by the stove, Aaron slowly made his way out from his hiding place. He stood back and watched her curiously. He enjoyed watching her do day-to-day activities, it made him feel more grounded in reality. It made him feel especially nice when he could help somehow.

Aaron rubbed his drooping eyelids, unused to the early-morning heaviness he felt when he woke up. Sleeping was odd to be sure... but at least he had been having less night terrors lately. He thought it helped being in the small space...

"Oh for the- ugh," Amelia groaned in frustration, eyeing the new bottle of maple syrup sitting on the top shelf of the cabinet, far out of the short candle's reach. Why did she have to be so gosh dang short?!

She stomped over to the dining room table and dragged one of the chairs over to the counter. Aaron's eyes widened as he watched her begin to climb onto it. Oh no...

Amelia yelped as two hands grabbed her below the arms, lifting her up and setting her back on the floor. She looked up at Aaron's terrified face in shock. "What was that for?"

He simply shook his head slowly, reaching up and retrieving the maple syrup with ease, considering he was nearly double Amelia's height. "Y-Y-You... c-c-could've fell down." Aaron stuttered, shivering at the thought, the image of glass shattering playing on repeat through his mind.

He set the bottle on the counter and clutched his head, squinting his eyes shut. He squeezed his head as hard as he could, as though trying to keep it together. A memory flashed through his brain and consumed his thoughts.

He couldn't see the apartment anymore.

He was falling, falling, falling... staring up as the endless blue sky, the empty green Plane stretching out beneath him as he plummeted through the air... A huge wooden pole smashing him from above... its weight crushing him... slowly... S L O W L Y... he couldn't get out... couldn't move... the immense pressure eventually causing his head to shatter...