➸ ❝I know you would do the same for her❞
❥𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 if everything around you
was preparing you
for your death...
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~Narrators POV~
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock. The sound of the clocks ticking echoed through the building halls, of a, said called orphanage named Grace Fields. As the clock ticks, the sun bathes the building with pure brightness, as the bell ring to alert the children of the orphanage to get up and get ready for the morning. The date was the 12 of October 2045.
Don woke everyone up, as all the children got up, one wanted to stay in bed and sleep all day.
"Ne, big sis (Y/n) please wake up," the (h/c) haired girl heard a familiar yet heartwarming voice call out her name, that girl was none other than Conny. if (Y/n) ever felt emotions she would be filled with joy. She received the energy she needed to wake up. The thing that was so dear to (Y/n) about Conny is that she was the only person that she felt close towards, no one, not even, Ray, Norman, and Emma were this close to (Y/n).
"Hello, Conny, hello little, bunny," She said patting the little blonde girl on the head
"Hurry up (Y/n) otherwise we are going to have breakfast without you,"
"Way to ruin my mood, Don,"
"As if you had one in the first place," announced Don
"How about I make you my next target practise instead,"
Conny giggled at (Y/n)'s statement and eventually, the (e/c) girl arose from her bed, to get ready for the morning.
Once (Y/n) finished getting dressed she walked with Conny towards the dining hall, there she saw Emma running with the sea of children, she had the one and only holy king Phil in her hands. (He is king ALL HAIL PHIL THE GREAT KING... I'm sorry)
"Morning (Y/n), Morning Conny, Morning Little Bunny,"
"Good morning Emma," stated the emotionless girl
"Morning Emma," greeted Conny
And just like that Emma dashed towards the dining hall with the little precious bean in her hands.
