Momma CQ: Yin and Yang (Sister insert)

Epilogue: One Last Time

(3rd Person POV)

4th of April, 20XX

A female figure stood in the rain, four graves in her sight, her head down and her black clothing all wet, her (h/c) hair down and her left hand gripping tightly while on her right, held flowers, Spider Lilies, regular Lilies, and Black Roses...

“Two years.... Happy Birthday... Error....”, she congratulates, a tear falling and her voice shaking and breaking, the (h/c)-ette grits her teeth and flinches hardly before gritting her teeth and letting a hoarse question scream out, “Why..... WHY?!!-”, (Y/n) wipes her tears of sorrow before placing down the flowers down in front of the graves.

“Smile, so that you can even though I can't”

The memory flashed of her brother, Fresh, trying hard comforting her when she was down.

“It's just a scratch, come on, you're strong aren't you?”

A new memory flashes through her mind, this time she was on the ground with a scratch on her knee, looking up at her older and glitching brother.

“Hey, (Y/n)? Promise me you'd live even though we won't... And keep on smiling for us...”

She finally falls down to her knees sobbing away all the pain and guilt, guilty for leaving, for being a criminal, for running away...

She remembered clearly at this day, the day she was going to surprise her elder brother by coming back to them at Ebbot City, she had everything planned.

-flashback-

“Are you sure about this? You know if this goes bad we have an angry mob to deal with by the station...”, a mature voice states, a bead of sweat rolling down as he held a wrapped package, “And what would your boyfriend do? Fire us? Yeah, not gonna happen. Why? Cause this is of course gonna work! I'm sure of this!”, a cheery female mocks, “He is not my boyfriend!”, the mature male became childish for a moment before letting out a sigh and giving up in complaining.

“Tú y tus hermanos son iguales. Idiotas”.

The female stopped for a moment before turning at her partner in a scary way and glares with a psychotic smile.

“You know I speak Spanish, right? Pendejo”.

-timeskip-

“Come on! They should be done with their missions right now, according to Blue that is”, (Y/n) cheers, a cake in her hands as she makes way to a building which apparently was the police department's mission, catch the Fell Organization.

Splat!

“Is this the place (Y/n)?”, a male child steps in from the alley with his soul partner, “(Y/n)? Partner?”, he steps next to the female to see what was going on, the two males' eyes widen as they stood in shock, the three were speechless to say the least.

In front of them, was a building, the Fell Organization's headquarters, but it was already burnt down crashing.

A policeman was seen in front of her, sobbing down, his scream deafening, sorrow could be felt and heard, something felt familiar about the policemen, a yellow, and cracked crown on his head, only one skeleton had that crown. Dream.

“Dream?!!”, the three friends run towards the yellow policemen in worry, the skeleton turned his head around and ran and hugged the one in the center, Cross.

The female ran towards something dusting, or someone to be exact, a body with blue tear marks and black bones, a red sharp bone piercing through it's chest was held in his left hand, and a dusty paintbrush hugged closely on his right.