Amnesia Was Their Name (Inanimate Insanity)

Knowing and Not Knowing

"So, what are you thinking, Bow?" Marshmallow asks them as she steps inside the mansion.

"Something weird happened at the lab." They answer.

"Really? What happened?" Apple inquired.

"I don't.... really know. I can't remember, but it feels like my head was.... I don't know, tampered with?"

"Oh?" Marshmallow says sadly, "That's probably from the test Testtube gave you. But if you forgot what happened.... that's... unfortunate."

Apple whispers a question into Marshmallow's ear, "What does 'unfortunate' mean?" The young woman asks.

"It means it's sad, Apple." She then directs her attention back to 'Bow', "Is your memory still going?" She walks over and gently pressed her hands on their face to get a good look at them.

'Bow' shakes their head, "I don't think so. I remember meeting you."

"That's good then." She looks at them. Memorizing their image. She thought she died for so long, it haunted her. Moving into this abandoned mansion with Apple helped but.... she never could stop thinking about her.

But now she's here, alive! She was so happy, she was so lucky. She wanted to kiss her, hug her, and never let her go.

But this memory thing was... not what she was expecting. Testtube told her that she was Bow but, without her memories, was she really her?

But that didn't matter. What mattered was them. Helping them get their memories back so she could have her Bow back.

"Apple, can you do me a favor and show Bow around the mansion, while I make dinner?"

"Why does she need a tour?" Apple asks innocently.

"Because she's never been here, silly."

"Oh, right!" She says with a smile. Apple quickly turns her heel to face 'Bow'. She takes their hand and begins leading them through the mansion.

It was big, confusing, almost like a maze. Apple showed them to her's and Marshmallow's room, to Bow's room, the spare rooms, the playroom, the living room, and back to the kitchen.

Afterwards, Apple suggests taking them back to playroom, since it was her favorite room. She claims she's too old for dolls but she loves to color!

She took out some paper and crayons and invited 'Bow' to join.

"Drawing is one of my favorite things to do. My other favorite is finger painting with Marshmallow. What's your favorite things to do?"

"I don't know. This is fun though."

"You don't remember your name or your favorite thing?" She tilts her head curiously. 'Bow' shook their head.

"Damn, that's tough."

"Yep."

.......

"I don't know you." Apple said bluntly making 'Bow' look up from their drawing.

"No, I know of you. But Marshmallow know knows you. I've.... never met you."

'Bow' didn't know how to respond.

Apple looked away, "I don't know why Marsh thinks I can do this." She says sadly.

"Do what?" They ask.

"Help you. From what I know of Bow, you act nothing like her. But, I don't know, maybe you're just like this, maybe it's the memory loss. I don't know?" She slightly raises her voice.

"I think you're helping fine. I don't know these things either."

"But aren't I supposed to? Marshmallow knows..... Marsh always knows." She hugs her knees to her chest.