#askthreecrosses

[ask-the-dark-ler]

Alan, along with his children and husband Mark knock on Dark-ler's door, Alan and the kids collectively saying "trick or treat!"

Behind the door trick-o-treaters saw bright coloured bird-like creature. The bird man smiled to his visitors and said:

 - Ah, hello. You are very welcome guests here. And, of course, I have something for you.

He reached for some object by his side and then handed his guests a big bag of various natural candy.

[housewifestrife]

"hey, you know we always want to have you around!" Tyler chirped happily, stepping to the side to allow Sara to come inside, noticing Thalia just rounding the bend with Alan, off to his room "Alan just went to sleep, but he’ll be up later!" his smile was genuine, Tyler could always pull up some reserves of pure happiness for those around him "it is actually pretty late…hey do you want something to eat? your room is still all made up and stuff so you can hang out in there or you can come watch a movie with me or something, anything you want"

he chuckled, rubbing his hand through his long, shaggy hair and giving her an excited smile. birthdays were fun, to him, in any event

Feeling her face a red still as she looked at the other. She knew that... She really did. They were always happy to have her around and treat her as part of the family. People just went to sleep? How late was it? Looking down at her arm half expecting that pip-boy to be there and... She forgot she left it on her bedside before she left the station. Looking back up at the other... She forgot about the room she had here. This was a home away from home... It really was. "I-I haven't be-been here for ages... I-I should ha-have came sooner... I-I really should have... Y-Ya remembered tha day... I-I ain't even sure if uh few back home... Well hom-home that ain't here would..." A small sad smile on her face as she looked at the other... A movie? She hadn't watched anything in ages since she was last here... Or it might even be a good idea she ate something... Fucking hell she didn't know anymore. 

[housewifestrife]

You there… (⌐■_■) (FREEZE! You are under arrest for being so nice and cute.) Copy this message to 10 other beautiful blogs who you think deserve this message! Keep the game going and make everyone feel beautiful ♥

[ask-the-dark-ler]

Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn't mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how much followers you have. Send this to 10 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! ♥

Thhank you verry much for yourr kindness.

[housewifestrife]

づ￣ ³￣)づ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ A little baby elephant stumbles into your askbox, holding a small letter in his mouth. He hands the note to you, “You are a wonderful, loved person.” Pass it on to the ten people that you adore . ｡.:*･ﾟ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

((.....And that is enough cute for the day. Going back to bed.))

((WHY ME THOUGH?))

[housewifestrife]

Licking wounds...

Finally out of the Divide. Her hands across her middle. Dizzy. Headed toward the crosses. Had to get to Alis, Alan, Tyler... Anyone. Leaning against a tree. Trying to let her shaking legs calm. Try to look composed when she got there. 

The woman could not help but laugh when she brought a hand up to her sweating face. It was getting horrible that feeling like this was getting to be a every day experience out of the Divide and through it. Bending forward to dry heave a few times. 

Grunting as she bent down on her heels. Her head on her knees, hands clutched around her blood covered middle. Having double thoughts already. Why was she dead bent set on coming here? 

Family...

Smiling through the pain. That always was the reason she trusted and came to people. 

Getting back to her feet, trudging along. Had to get there. Their home was not to far out of sight. Getting closer, finally having something to grab on to. Falling down to her knees. Did not know how close she was. Just wanted to get out of from outside. 

Looking down at her bandaged hands. Covered in caked blood... As well as her cloth belt and hoodie. Looking up... There was the house... It was there. Grunting as she made her way to the porch.