It's either we decide to live or we die.
Being born into this cattle life, you do not get the choice to have a living. You never had a choice.
You never made any decisions either since everything has been decided by the mother of the orphanage.Early in the morning it was always mother who would decide the plans of the day. Mother decided what to wear, it was always white.
You didn't have a choice. You don't even get a choice in dying either.
Leading only a life full of happiness leads to falseness since a world without the darkness simply cannot exist. The darkness is what stabilizes everything. Without the dark, there can't be any light.
Children can't understand that philosophy, they just don't have a care in the world, leading that happy lifestyle spending with friends and family, smiling away all the sorrows of falling down and having scratched their knees-- Children can not understand. But being a mastermind like Norman or Ray who had to learn these ways rather quick, it was hard to smile away all of their sorrows.
Knowing and understanding the true meaning of their lives is very hard for a child.
"We can't just tell them the whole truth!", (Y/N) exclaimed in a worried and hushed voice. She leaned forward, expressing how much she was furious about the whole situation Norman let a small smile play over his soft lips, "Still-", he began "it's quite difficult coming up with a scenario that'll get them pumped up enough to help the whole plan.", his hand reached for the doorknob which kept the door towards the library closed shut.
Inside of the library sat Gilda and Don, already waiting for the three to explain why they've been called.
After finding out that these main suspects weren't the imposter among the children in the orphanage, they've decided to let their fellow friends in and explain their further doings.
Normans fingertips brushed the knob slightly when suddenly Emma stopped his hand "Do you have a plan?" Her look was ice cold, it was rare to see the red head this serious, (Y/N) could swear she never did see her friend this worked up about something.
No trace of a smile on the delicate gingers face, the (H/C) haired girl only began to worry more. It did not go unnoticed by Ray who watched in silence how the girls tried to reason with Norman.
Ray began to chuckle, letting his arm hand off of (Y/N)'s shoulder, leaning his weight on to her "The moment of truth is now, do you seriously think the Norman does not have a plan?", cockily closing his eyes and smirking, with his harm hanging lose he pointed with his thumb towards himself "Plus, you've got myself. Ain't I good at lying?"
Remembering countless of times where he had tricked another one of his sisters and brothers, (Y/N) began to shake her head, making her long hair bounce, tickling Rays hand. "You're helpless..", she sighed.
Smiling at the two, Norman began to stare down the door as if it would open by itself in fear. His mind working faster than the speed of light his slight frown disappeared what had brought itself on to his forehead. "Norman?", Emmas brows furrowed upon noticing Normans hesitation. But before she could utter another word, the albino had pushed open the heavy wooden door and saw those two sitting, that had been waiting for the trio.
"Thanks for waiting guys", with a large beam, making his eyes smile too Norman thanked the girl with the big, round glasses and the tallest boy of the orphanage. Slightly startled but chuckling at his jumpiness, the tall boy, Don, stood up: "No problem, man! What's up"
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Promise || Ray x Reader
FanfictionIt was always funny for all the younger children to see how (Y/n) would always follow Ray. Always to be on his side. But since they were children, they would never clearly understand as to why she was doing it. Subtle x Norman May contain spoiler...