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Funeral

   "Fresh... Are you okay..?" Dec asked softly. He was wearing a black turtleneck and black jeans.

   I stared across the room. My eyes stung from crying still. I knew it had been coming but still. It hurt to acknowledge. I didn't respond.

   "Oh Fresh..." Club popped up behind Dec. They both headed in and nuzzled into my sides.

   Tears welled up in my eyes. I didn't know I had any left. I'd been crying so long I thought I was dried up. "I just cant believe it..."

   "I know Starlight..." Club whispered rubbing my shoulders. "I know its hard..."

   "We should get going. Error is expecting us... And all the kids are back in town for the funeral." Dec murmured softly.

   "I don't think I can... " I whispered.

   "You can. You're the strongest person I know Fresh. It'll be okay. We're right here." Club went to get up and pull me up with him.

   "Black doesn't look good on you.." Dec whispered heading out of the room.

   I made a small sound and just followed. The car ride was miserable. Deccy drove. Club and I were in the back.

   "Fresh–" Club started.

   "Don't." I wrapped my arms around myself.

   As soon as I stepped out of the car Error was there. He wrapped me in a tight hug. He was taking the death especially hard.

   "Error..." I whispered holding on tight. "Are you okay?"

   "Are you okay?" Error responded.

   "Fair point..." I whispered.

   Everyone is here. Sugar. Com. Asy. Ink. The kids are all here.

   Club, Dec and I sit in the back. It's away from everyone else. The air is especially gloomy and harsh. There isn't much talking.

   The glue from the family is gone. The one thing that brought us together and held us together. No one is taking is well.

   The first person steps up to speak. He's wearing a familiar red scarf. The look on his face makes me want to cry. It holds so much pain. So much agony and fear of rhe unknown. He was most effected by the death.

   The sound of a throat clearing echoes in the hall. Rain begins to hit the roof. "We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of a beloved family member," his voice cracks and tears drip down his face.

   Goth is the first to move. He was sitting up front. He gets up and hurried to rub his shoulders. "Breathe..." there are tears in his eyes as well.

   "A beloved family member. The death affected us all. The amount of care they had touched us all at some point. This hasn't been easy. Especially for myself... and Error... and Fresh."

   I look down at the sound of my name. I don't want to see everyone looking at me.

   Goth pats his back and heads back to his seat next to Palette.

   "This is a grim day for us all. But also a good day. A day to remember the happy times. We shouldn't be sad about the death. We all knew it was coming... We should celebrate." He sniffled. The pain in his voice was awfully apparent.

   "Celebrate the memory of Crayon 'CQ' Queen," Geno finished.