Sylph of the Sky, Flower of the Earth

To remember or not to?

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Hilda awoke with a groan; she definitely overworked herself. It was worth it to see the look on the crowd's face, the cupbrothers, and even the flustered look on Cagney's face. If made her pleased to know that everyone loved her performance, the stars, the ufos.m
Hilda gazed up at the skylight up on the ceiling of her observatory bed. It was daylight. Hilda got up out of bed, stretching out her limbs. After getting dressed she took a walk around Inkwell.

One year she had been free; it had all passed so quickly. All of the inhabitants most likely were still asleep, even the secret bar on the corner on the docks of inkwell island 1 was asleep. Ironic considering only 2 of the people who go there were actually in debt to the devil. A story came to mind; Goopy once went to the bar. He thought he could beat Rigby and Croak in a boxing battle. Hilda snickered at the memory of onion patching up a beaten up Goopy. Took forever to get him out of the gravestone. Hilda recalled all the memories before they all went into debt.  Everyone was cautious, anyone could betray anyone to get their soul back. There was a fight between Baroness Von Bon Bon and Cala Maria that got nasty, even Beppi helped to separate the two. They didn't talk for months, not until the day Cuphead and Mugman told everyone that they released everyone from their debt. Friendships were rebuilt as if they never were knocked down.

Hilda stopped walking and looked ahead, she had gotten lost in her thoughts. Standing before her was the casino. She took a step back.
'No, not again'
A shadow began to build up behind her, she turned around quickly. There was no Devil or King Dice; there was only but a very concerned Sally Stageplay.
"You alright Hilda dear?" She asked. Hilda snapped out of it and nodded vigorously.
"O-of course...just a bit drained."
"That is understandable, that was quite a show you put on." Sally nudged her elbow, "Even I am a bit jealous." This made Hilda giggle.
"Well it was pretty great after all, too bad you all will have to wait an entire year," she teased, lightly punching Sally in the arm.
"Well that sure is a shame, perhaps you should come to one of my shows sometime." Sally suggested to which Hilda respectfully nodded.

A crash came from the building behind her making Hilda jump up. "Oh that child! Would you like to talk inside, I have to fix up the old house." Another crash came from the building and without a sign of agreement nor disagreement, Sally grabbed Hilda's hand and walked through the backdoor of the theater. Sally ran down the long hallway, "Be right back dear!"

Hilda wasn't sure what to do, she walked into the theater room, all of the props carefully aligned on the ceiling. She kept walking through another side door to what seemed to be a kitchen. Baby bottles littered the counter top, wind up cars drove across the floor, afraid that they might get forgotten. She heard voices coming from another room, she stepped through an entrance way to see Sally in an armchair holding a child, another running around the chair. A masculine voice could be heard in the other room.

"Sorry dear, breakfast time for the child." She held up the bottle to the child's mouth to which it grabbed it with it's tiny hands. "Well I am sorry for dragging you in with nothing to do, though it was nice talking to you. There should be a few cookies in the fridge for you on your way out." Hilda nervously laughed and walked out, a wind up car hitting her foot.

Hilda walked back to Inkwell Island 1, looking ahead of her this time. As she crossed the bridge she saw Goopy and Onion in the garden patch. To her displeasure, Cagney was still asleep. She smiled, a pale blush decorated her face.

'Poor Carnation, not being able to get much sleep lately.' She decided to not bother the flower, not now at least. She headed back to the observatory for breakfast.
'What a beautiful sky,' she thought. Looking back at the casino from afar she frowned, 'I'm afraid the beauty won't last I guess.' She thought. As she walked she saw a couple of happy flowers kiss, it made her sad but also envious. Even Sally had found someone. She walked up to Cagney's garden and sat down in front of the sleeping flower, his petals covering his face. Hilda frowned and walked back to her observatory, loneliness filling her heart.