“she’s a killer queen!”

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

“Correct.”

“right, okay, ah.. remember how i was asking after faroe when i first got here?”

“Yes.”

“i remember why, now. i think, somehow, between ending up in england and kayne killing us, we found out she had— ‘stuck’ herself onto me. she spoke to me."

“Oh… oh dear.”

“mhm. but i don’t— believe she’s here anymore.”

“And… do you have any idea how she got in your head?”

“not entirely? me and arthur tossed around a few theories, but nothing concrete. and she never told me herself.”

“What did she say?”

“nothing special. she just kept saying ‘papa’ anytime arthur spoke of her. and she’d point out bugs and animals, sometimes.”

“Sounds right. What did she sound like? Was there any strange edge to her voice?”

“..no? she sounded like every other toddler i’ve heard. was she supposed to sound like something or someone else?”

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

“Correct.”

“right, okay, ah.. remember how i was asking after faroe when i first got here?”

“Yes.”

“i remember why, now. i think, somehow, between ending up in england and kayne killing us, we found out she had— ‘stuck’ herself onto me. she spoke to me."

“Oh… oh dear.”

“mhm. but i don’t— believe she’s here anymore.”

“And… do you have any idea how she got in your head?”

“not entirely? me and arthur tossed around a few theories, but nothing concrete. and she never told me herself.”

“What did she say?”

“nothing special. she just kept saying ‘papa’ anytime arthur spoke of her. and she’d point out bugs and animals, sometimes.”

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

“Correct.”

“right, okay, ah.. remember how i was asking after faroe when i first got here?”

“Yes.”

“i remember why, now. i think, somehow, between ending up in england and kayne killing us, we found out she had— ‘stuck’ herself onto me. she spoke to me."

“Oh… oh dear.”

“mhm. but i don’t— believe she’s here anymore.”

“And… do you have any idea how she got in your head?”

“not entirely? me and arthur tossed around a few theories, but nothing concrete. and she never told me herself.”

*places a piece of paper on Vani's head*

“i think.. this has happened before. thank you?”

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

“Correct.”

“right, okay, ah.. remember how i was asking after faroe when i first got here?”

“Yes.”

“i remember why, now. i think, somehow, between ending up in england and kayne killing us, we found out she had— ‘stuck’ herself onto me. she spoke to me."

“Oh… oh dear.”

“mhm. but i don’t— believe she’s here anymore.”

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

“Correct.”

“right, okay, ah.. remember how i was asking after faroe when i first got here?”

“Yes.”

“i remember why, now. i think, somehow, between ending up in england and kayne killing us, we found out she had— ‘stuck’ herself onto me. she spoke to me."

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

“Correct.”

“right, okay, ah.. remember how i was asking after faroe when i first got here?”

“uhm, knock knock? hello again, mx. manager! are you free for an update regarding what i remember?”

— @forallthoseweary

“Of course, anytime!”

“this is a more private area, correct? no one is going to come prying in?”

....right.

sorry if- im just worried, and this is all new and terrifying to me. I trust you, but...

-💛

“s’,” she grunts as she begins to fill the grave with dirt again. “s’ fine. trust is sparse, i get it, you don’t gotta believe me on every little detail. i just know that mr. lester won’t let either of us die that easily.”

*he grimaces, before pulling jack by his arms, heaving as he drags him towards the makeshift grave*

But- Larson wouldn't exactly be aiming for Arthur. I just- i want to stay with you, but unless arthur decides to help protect me until i- I don't know if ill be able to. If that makes sense?

-💛

she steps in to help, grabbing his feet and lowering him in.

“oh, he’ll protect you. if he doesn’t, i will. n’ i have more of a fighting spirit than anyone gives me credit for.”

no, i mean...

My dad isn't just gonna let me get out of here. And even if i do, he'll hunt me down, just to get yellow back. I dont- I dont wanna weigh you both down.

do you need help getting him in?

-💛

“heh. it’s funny you think arthur will let wallace hold ‘im down. we’ll be fine.”

“..n’ yes, please.”

*he's quiet, muttering to presumably yellow again, before going completely silent. Hes kept a hand on uncles body the entire time*

...what happens now?

-💛

“we wait. arthur is presumably—” another grunt. “back in the mines. we can’t leave without ‘im. i won’t leave without ‘im.”

“..this should be big enough.”

(TIMESKIP WOULD BE GREAT BUT I. Will let you decide where to time skip to)

Okay- okay i think I've got it.

-💛

OKAY. WAM BAM TIMESKIP MA’AM! to them digging a grave for uncle. vani is doing the digging. she grunts with the effort of it all.

#DO U WANNA TIMESKIP MAAAAAYBE. theyre just hauling around a body this is kinda like.#give me your answer do

okay! I can- here.

*he grabs the other end, and heaves it up* tell me where i need to go.

-💛

“just— forward. the door is just behind me.”

right- do you want help with that, or-?

*he seems unsure of what to do here*

-💛

“please—?”

her voice is strained, she seems to be struggling, but the dragging of uncle’s body is heard regardless.

...so i guess shoving him down the stairs is our only option, huh?

we can do that. Ill need some help getting him there though...

-💛

“that’s where i come into play. don’t worry, i should have th’ strength to get him there at the very least.”

and she LIFTS! one end.