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ｓｔａｔｉｃ

The little boy sat in a chair next to an open casket. He had no shadow, but the casket he sat in front of casted a shadow copy of itself. He hummed a tune as he fiddled with yellow flowers in between his hands. The monochrome scenery blew black wind, but the boy sat unphased as he studied the seven yellow flower bouquet in his hands.

The casket was open and inside slept a body that looked similar to the boy. The body was older by a couple of years and was breathing slowly and deeply. It slept on a bed of black roses that were brittle to the touch but stayed intact with itself. The boy in the chair remembers when the flowers gave off color but ever since the body has been sleeping, the flowers traded their bright hue for a stark one.

"ι єиνу уσυя ѕℓσтн-ℓιкє иαтυяє," the little boy said. He started to put the yellow flowers into the casket and they immediately turned black. He put six flowers in the casket before inspecting the last flower. He took the sharp end of the flower and dragged it across his pointer finger. Droplets of blood glistened in the dull scenery and sprinted down his finger.

"¢αυѕє ωяαтн αи∂ нανσ¢ fσя нιм, ωιℓℓ уσυ?" the boy put the flower in the boy's hand and stuck his bloody finger in the boy's mouth. "ι иєє∂ нιм мєитαℓℓу ωєαк"

The little boy slowly felt a rough tongue caress his finger and he smiled. He stayed like that and after a few seconds, He plucked his finger out of the mouth like he was plucking flowers.

The boy stared at the body.

A shadow under the casket shivered in reply.

"иσω, ωαкє υρ"

***

Emerald eyes shot open.

Zero silently yawned in his bed and stretched.

Within seconds of waking up, he felt foreboding phantom pain and he knew something bad was going to happen.

Zero sat up fully and rested a hand against his head. He tried remembering what he dreamt last night but all he remembered was being enclosed in something small and a lot of repetitive movements.

Zero shook the feeling of dread and shuffled out of bed. He saw all of his brothers sleeping soundly and realized that he woke up an hour before his set alarm. He nodded to himself and continued to walk to the bathroom. He figured that a hot bath would make the pounding feeling of dread silent and awaken him for the day ahead.

The Sports Festival was today.

Just the thought of it made him smile. He and his brothers trained so hard for today.

As he opened the creaking bathroom door that was connected to his room, Envy shot awake.

"Zero?" the sound of his voice in full volume made Zero jump.

Zero turned to him and saw that he was sitting up fully in bed and looking at him with cautious eyes. He put a finger over his lips and smiled weakly. "Envy, I'm just going to take a bath before everyone wakes up. I'm not going far"

Envy started to say more but the door shut close and he sighed. Wrath's arms were snaked around his waist and he wiggled out of bed. Wrath's face started to scrunch up when his body left his side, so Envy slid his pillow into Wrath's grasp. Wrath immediately snuggled into the pillow and attempted a lazy smile. Envy's heart cooed and he pulled the sheets to Wrath's chin.

Envy staggered through pulling sleep and managed to walk safely to Sloth's bed. He lazily poked his cheek until Sloth squinted up at him from the clutches of sleep.

"This better be good" he slurred before suffocating himself in the pillow.

"It's about Zero's dreams" Sloth turned his head towards Envy and sat up- despite his creaking bones protest. Envy sat down next to him while Sloth fully sat on the bed and yawned silently.