I Had A Brother...

Chapter 3

Velvet hugged herself as she stared at the breakfast that lay infront of her. When they had given it to her it was warm, but that was about an hour ago...She wasn't hungry, not one bit. It was probably what, a day since she's had a proper meal?

Standing at the doorway of the dining area were Poppy, Branch...and Floyd. They stared at her in silence, observing her actions and movements. It was obvious, this wasn't the Velvet they had seen back at the Rage Dome. That Velvet was fierce, determined, eager, uncaring....vicious. This girl in front of them was broken...

"Has she said anything?" Floyd looked at Poppy and Branch.

Branch shrugged, "She said she was done with Rageous; that she didn't want anything to do with that place."

"And Veneer?"

"She came without him...Told us not to worry about it."

"...They've have to had  a fallout...An argument...She did blame him for them going to prison....Maybe they went their seperate ways and misses him." Poppy looked at Floyd and Branch.

"Really? Velvet missing Veneer. Maybe when Bergens fly." Branch scoffed. Floyd nudged his brother, his face taking on a more serious dimenor... Floyd didnt find that funny...not one bit. Yes, she was hard, even cruel...but the reality of it all...she had deeply cared for Veneer, they were inseperable. So whatever happned to cause their fallout, it had to be bad.

Taking a deep breath Floyd made his way towards the Rageon. He hadnt seen Velvet in almost a year, the closer he got, the more he realized just how different she really looked: thinner, paler...lost. Her hair was not in its normal ponytail, it draped loose around her face, a purple beanie sitting on top. The Troll hopped on a chair then on to the table. He slowly approached her...

"....Velvet?"

Hearing his voice, Velvet looked up, their eyes meeting for the first time in a long while, "...Floyd. What do you want?" Her tone was cold and distant.

"I heard you were in town. I wanted to see you...see how you've been."

She chuckled, "Yeah right. What the hell do you really want Floyd? Another apology? Well we already said our sorries and paid for it in prison, thank you very much."

She was still the same old Velvet, that much was certain...the same yet different, "No Velvet, I don't want an apology. I genuinely wanted to see how you were doing... The others...they've been...worried about you."

"Worried?"

"...They have Velvet. You seem...different. Is...Is everything okay? You can tell us you know, talk to us..."

"HA! Talk to you guys. Please. I don't need you little rats to be showering me with roses and songs." She mimiced.

"Velvet please. We want to help with whatever happened. Obiviously you and Veneer had some sort of fallout..."