Better Times || A Splatoon Story

Epilouge

Sayuri's P.O.V.

"And for this memorial, we will have miss Squidbeak perform," the host spoke into the microphone. People clapped with their quiet sobs. The host walks toward me, and I stop him. "Marie won't be here tonight, I apologize for her," I bow. "Wait, Miss Squidbeak couldn't make it tonight? And to think something wouldn't go wrong... ugh," he starts to sulk and was lost in his sudden stress. "...I-I'll do it," I stuttered, I made my own stomach turn after saying that.

"Really? You really will?!"

"If it helps the memorial of all the victims, count on me."

"Oh yes! It hasn't gone worse! You're a huge lifesaver! Well, miss... take it away!"

I nod nervously and walked onto the stage and people's stares all shot at me. I sat at the piano bench and tapped the microphone that was hanging in front of me. "Sorry for the wait, miss Squidbeak couldn't make it tonight so... I'm your performer," I spoke quietly into the microphone. I quickly turn to the piano. All 88 keys gleamed in the light. I quickly viewed my surroundings and I saw that irritated glare, Deji. I looked away in shame. Can't stop thinking about her glare, her judgement, everything about my younger twin. "PLAY A FREAKING SONG," someone yelled in the audience. Right, I'm here to take Marie's spot, and perform for Koro... and the rest of the victims. My hands were now in the position, my foot ready to hit the pedals. I start to play.

When it's my time, I know you'll tailor a new suit for me
And buy a new tie, so I will look this good
Boy, you were right
You said only good ones die young
Never in my life did I look this good

Everyone welcome to my funeral
Everyone I know better be wasted
You know I'd pour one up
'Cause the way I lived was amazing
Ooh ooh ooooh
All of my friends are in the room
Ooh ooh ooooh
Party for me now I'd party too

You're all on my tap
Bartenders pours out the whisky on me
And don't be so sad
'Cause I lived this good
We were closer
Now it's over
Oh it doesn't me closure
I see you and I love you
I'll be watching out above you

Everyone welcome to my funeral
Everyone I know better be wasted
You know I'd pour one up
'Cause the way I lived it was amazing
Ooh ooh ooooh
All of my friends are in the room
Ooh ooh ooooh
Party for me I'd party too

Everyone welcome to my funeral
Everyone I know better be wasted
You know I would pour one up
'Cause the way I lived, it was amazing
Welcome to my funeral
Everyone I know better be wasted
You know I would pour one up
'Cause the way I lived, it was amazing
Welcome to my funeral
Everyone I know better be wasted
You know I would pour one up
'Cause the way I lived, it was amazing
So welcome to my funeral
Welcome to my funeral

I hit the last note, I felt hot tears stream from my eyes. One tear hits one of the keys gently. Though, I wasn't the only one who was crying at least. Nobody applauses after, maybe I wasn't good enough to play. I got up and started walking off stage, guilty. That's when a storm of claps Rush in, that made cry a bit more. I guess they were all lost in the music. But what struck me was the fact Deji herself stood up and clapped with a sincere smile, and her makeup running a little. I beam brightly to everyone in the crowd, and curtsied. I walked off, and Satomi ran up to me, suddenly hugging me. "You were so amazing Saya!" He cries with joy. "Th-Thanks Satomi," I squawk, his embrace was tight it was like he was trying to make juice out of me. "S-Satomi... you're killing me..."

"Oh my I'm sorry," his embrace loosens and he steps back. "Sayuri..." Deji suddenly appears from no where, her head still hung low and her arms crossed over. "Hey Deji," I sighed. "Sayuri... I'm-"
"Wow! Miss... um Kaiyo is it? Well that was amazing! How about you join our choir class?" The host offers, the host is also the performing arts teacher. "Sorry I'll pass," I responded. "Let's go somewhere else Deji, so you can tell me whatever you were." Deji nods and we left. Deji and I walked down the block to our house, it was pretty close to the school. "So what is it younger twin?" I ask folding my arms, she better not pester me about how bad I was. Deji suddenly threw her arms around me. "Sayuri... I'm so sorry... I'm sorry I was bad to you, I'm sorry I hurt you, I'm sorry I tried to choke you when we were only feti... I'm sorry I-" Deji was basically sobbing in my shoulder. "Deji it's all right," I started petting her pink tentacles. "It's not alright, I hurt you... after Koro disappeared I realized that I was a jerk because of him! How can I make it up to you?!" Deji's sobbing face rose up and faced me. Make it up to me?

***
And that my friends, this the end of Better Times.
Wow, it's over...
It feels so weird, to know you're finished and have nothing to do after.

Credits:

I can't take all the credit to this book, if it wasn't for Agent_one_Callie this book would never had exist, and I wouldn't have met the best people who gave me ideas or helped me on the way.

Thank you all, and to my dearest Callie.

~Marie

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