[DIA] A World of Hate and Love

Fanny's troubled life

Normal P.O.V:

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Smol Fanny: No NO! PLEASE-! 

The young fan's screams and cries filled Iance and FreeSmart's ear refusing to leave them as even Pencil cringed at the sight of her blood spilling from her shoulders.

Snowball: WHY I OUGHTA-!

Book: Snowball wait stop it's not wroth it!

Snowball: Oh! And you expect me to just stand here and watch Fanny go through that!?

Book: No, I don't. But this is only a dream that's reliving the past... it won't change anything.

Ruby: I had no idea Fanny bled real blood.. that must be painful.

The shrouded monster walks out of the room leaving little Fanny to her pain as she now begins trying to crawl somewhere her eyes filled with tears and where her arms once were still bleeding.

Lightning flies over to her and gently attempts to hold her up.

Smol Fanny: *cries* H-huh.. wh-who're you....?

Lighting: Someone you know in the future, I want to help you-

Smol Fanny: I.. don't believe you. Just *hic* leave me alone.. I can do this *sniffle* myself...

Flower: This was obviously when she started to become hyper independent of herself denying all kinds of help..

Lightning: Fanny...

Book: I happen to be a phycology and theory of dreams book and if I know correctly Fanny be traumatized to a point where she can't let go of these horrible memories or she's holding onto them on purpose.

Match: Why would she like do that last one?

Book: Because it's familiar, maybe it doesn't feel good but it's what she's used to. Fanny's most likely scared of any future events worse than this and believes this is how she could protect herself from further torture. This kind of thing's more common than some would think. 

Bubble and Pencil watch as younger Fanny attempts to put bandages over the sockets her arms used to be, Bubble's over flow with tears and Pencil slowly clutches her hand into a fist.

Pencil: Well what are we waiting for? If helping this past dream Fanny can't do anything then we need to find the real one. Let's go!

Match: Right behind you Pence Pence!

Icy: She's surprisingly serious about this.

Lightning: Maybe she really has improved herself.

The now combined teams look around the place until the all find a strange looking door, without another word Pencil slowly opens it and all of a sudden they were somewhere else. 

Match: Where are we now?

Book: I think I remember this place, this must be New Yoyle Middle School. Those were good days..

Bubble: I recognize this school too, this was when I first met... Hang on!

Bubble hastily rushes through the hall looking in classes until she stops at a certain room looking in the window. The rest of the crew follow suit seeing another Fanny older than the previous but still younger struggling with writing something, her pencil fall from her mouth and is picked up by a girl resembling Bubble.

Lightning: Poor Fanny..

Ruby: Hey that girl looks a lot like you Bubble. 

Bubble: Because that IS me, in my middle school years.

Ruby: Ooh.

Younge Bubble: Here, you dropped this. 

The desk fan snatches the pencil back with her mouth causing young Bubble to flinch a bit due to her teeth and goes back to trying to finish her notes.

Younge Bubble: That can't be verry effective. 

Younge Fanny: *muffle talking*

Younge Bubble: Huh?

Younge Fanny: *poot* Of course not, both sides leave a horrible taste in my mouth (especially the led tip) and I keep getting in trouble with the teachers for 'chewing' on them! Ugh, I hate pencils.. 

Pencil: Hey-

Lightning: Hey at least we know where her distain to you came from. XD

*SMACK*

Lightning: Ow! Sorry..

Younge Bubble: Have you tried using your tail?

Younge Fanny: My.. my tail..?

Younge Fanny: Yeah, it seems long enough and pretty flexible. I know if I had a tail I'd use for many things especially one like that. 

Middle schooler Fanny uses her tail to pick up her pencil and begins writing, while she was doing better keeping said tail still remained a problem. 

Younge Fanny: uugh-

Younge Bubble: That's okay, let me help you.

Younge Fanny: GRRR-! I DON'T NEED ANY HELP! Especially not from someone as nice as you who... probably has friends to be with..

Younge Bubble: Actually I don't really have many friends, the ones I do have tend to be busy with something this week. Also you clearly do need some help, and there's no shame in that. 

Middle school Fanny remains silent and let past Bubble help her figure out writing with her tail.

Younge Bubble: I just realized I didn't tell you my name. I'm Bubble, what's your name?

Younge Fanny: ... Fanny. 

Icy: That's real sweet of you Bubble.

Bubble: It's nothing really, she still tried to push me away until she finally let me into her life. It's still as sweet as I remember. 

Snowball: BUT STILL NOT A NIGHTMARE! And clearly Fanny is not here.

Ruby: There's another weird door over there, maybe she's behind it.

~To be Continued~