Anya Peterson was never the most popular girl to walk the halls of high school, and for a good reason. People tend to think of Anya as some kind of antisocial freak, mainly because her father was a gifted serial killer, which this town is notorious...
.(For those of you who seem confused, trust me, it's ALL gonna make sense! I do not own OUAT nor can I attempt the same awesome chemistry that is CaptainSwan. This Pales in comparison!!!)
(Sebastian): why is going BACK to the place we watched our friends die seemingly a bad idea? Oh, wait! I rolled my eyes as I tried to focus my powers. I figured since I have these unpredictable powers right now, practicing for future times like this makes sense! Right? Oh, nevermind I'm doing it anyway. I drew in a deep breath and focused. Unfortunately, Sebastian can't keep his chill for twelve thousand minutes and he's trailing up and down breaking the concentration. (Anya): you know that's not helping, okay. And we're on a timed schedule. He paused, glaring at me with that same one he had the night of the deaths. (Sebastian): honestly Peterson if THIS is distracting you, then how are you ever gonna use your "powers" under pressure!? I felt offended and scoffed out loud! (Anya): and why did you say it like that?
(Sebastian): like what, slightly Sarcastic with a touch of 'innocence'? Gee, sound familiar. "Oh, I didn't know I had powers!" Boom! "Oh dear, I had powers all along tee hee hee!" (Anya): I don't sound like that! Why do you hate me so much!? What did I even do to you--!? (Sebastian): YOU TOOK SAM FROM ME!! The bitter shakey tone made me jump back and break the spell again. He started to break down, and tears strained from his eyes. By now he was on the ground shaking! I was...I was generally shocked. (Anya): Sam!? Sebastian, I didn't steal Sam from you! I knew he meant something to you, and way before I came he probably cared for you too. He looked up with this blank expression as tears rolled down his cheek.
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He kept saying that to himself over and over again. I was beginning to feel heartbroken. (Sebastian): I just felt that no matter how much I wanted to tell him, I couldn't. So congratulations Anya, you've won. Sam really loves you. Honey....this is like super adorable right now! (Anya): you know fate has a funny way of doing things. Sometimes you never really know what you're future is. Sometimes it's right in front of you. (Sebastian): you know what would be funny? If fate put you and me together. Now THAT would be fucked up on a universal scale! Okay, ouch. But he's venting so I'll let it slide. For now.
(Anya): you are hurt and conflicted and scared. I think it's because you can see a future here. A happy one. You know? He rolled his eyes, wiping his face with his sweater. (Sebastian): heh. Let me guess, with you? (Anya): well you are my future. He paused. For a moment. At first I thought he was joking, maybe. But he looked up at me, and something told me that this was going to go down south. I couldn't see how, but...! I tried to explain the misunderstanding, but he crawled over to me and planted his lips on mine! Slowly we stood up as he slipped his arm around my waist. And the thing is
