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I Heard a Rumor)





It was growing dark when Kali appeared next to Allison, who was making her way up the front steps of the cabin

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It was growing dark when Kali appeared next to Allison, who was making her way up the front steps of the cabin. Allison jumped when she noticed the girl next to her, a hand over her heart.

"Don't do that," She hissed playfully while Kali rolled her eyes before stepping onto the wooden porch. The sound of violin flowed out of the cabin while the windchimes spun lazily and a steady breeze flew out of the open windows.

As they made their way closer to the door, Allison called out, "Vanya? Is that you?"

Kali was the first to grab the door and she pushed it open slowly, seeing Vanya in the middle of the main room, her violin sat proudly on her shoulder as she moved the bow in tune.

"Vanya, there you are. What is going on?" Allison asked drawing Vanya's attention away from her musical instrument,

Number Seven turned around noticing her two sisters standing at the doorway, "What are you two doing here?"

Kali looked between the two before replying, "We came to find you. Are you okay?"

Vanya stood still in surprise, she didn't think her hellish sister would care, "Yeah," She finally answered,

Allison looked around at the room before speaking, "There's something... weird going on. What's causing it?"

Vanya shuffled on her feet before a confident expression fell on her face, "Me,"

Both Allison and Kali scrunched their eyebrows as Allison stepped closer to her two sisters, "What do you mean 'me'?"

Vanya twiddled the bow in her hand before explaining again, "I mean... I made those things happen. With my powers. Turns out I've had them all this time. It's weird, huh?"

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