- "Moonie, I'm home!"
- >Silence greets you.
- >No declarations of war. No monologuing. No surprise attacks from invisible bear assassins.
- "Moonie?"
- >Still no response. Maybe she's gone round to the Carousel Boutique, and spent the afternoon devising schemes for world domination.
- >And stuffing herself with chocolate.
- >A quiet whimper breaks the silence, coming from her room.
- >Peeking through the door, you can barely make out her shape in the darkness.
- >Her curtains are drawn, all the lights are off, and she's huddled under the duvet.
- >You sit down at the foot of the bed, resting your hand on the quivering lump.
- "Hey now, what's wrong?"
- >The quivering stops.
- >Suddenly, she bursts out of the bed, wrapping her forearms tightly around your chest.
- >Her cheeks are damp, and her eyes red. She's been crying, and for some time.
- >"I... I don't like her!"
- >You don't day anything, just continue rubbing her spine, gently grooming her.
- >"She t-thinks she can take you from me! You're mine and I ha-hate her!"
- >Should've known this was coming.
- >Moonie's always been possessive of everything.
- "She's not replacing you, you're still my favourite girl, you know that, right?"
- >Moonie sniffs, and buries her head in your shoulder.
- >"She's a meaniepants and she doesn't deserve you!"
- >You smile, and ruffle her wings slightly.
- "Well it's a good job I have you looking out for me then. C'mon, you can stay in my bed tonight."
- >She doesn't let go, but you can feel her grip loosen slightly.
- >"Promise you won't leave me?"
- "Sure."
- >"NO! Promise!"
- "I promise I won't leave you. Are you going to be okay?"
- >She just nods against your chest, mumbling almost too quiet for you to make out.
- "I love you too, Moonie.
- >Almost
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