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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="A_Dazzling_Life">A Dazzling Life</span><a href="A_Dazzling_Life#/editor/1" title="Edit section: A Dazzling Life" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A lot more of your time has been spent packing up for your leave for college.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you gather your belongings into a suitcase, you begin to wonder more and more about how distant your sisters have been.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're gonna leave for college in a few weeks, and your family is excited.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, one of them is.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your sisters have all been way more reclusive than usual, only stopping to respond to your desperate cries for attention with a hello and nothing else.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria's always been a little kept to herself, but this time, even Sonata will barely say a word.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How about we try something else.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You leave a letter under their doors, saying that they should meet in the park, Friday, 12 AM.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good thing dad leaves for work, and sleeps so early.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Throughout the week, you see the sisters become more anxious and worried, and soon enough, the fated day arrives.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tell your sisters that you've got some plans tomorrow, and that you'll head to bed early.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They all nonchalantly reply with a basic &quot;all right&quot;.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You enter your room at nine, plotting your course of action.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually, you play vidya until about 11. You've usually been alright with improv.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At 11, you open your room door to see if you can hear any discussion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The sound of silence pierces you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Grabbing your phone, you open the window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a night filled with a warm air, clear skies, and a major goal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Find out why your beloved sisters, who have been your family, friends and more, are ignoring you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hop out the window onto the roof where the garage lays below.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Closing it quietly, you scale the roof downwards.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Descending by jumping off the lowest end of it, only about your height and a little more off the ground.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stop to take pride in your car that Dad bought you for your 18th. It's been with you for years, and you love it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Making your way down the street, you check your phone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;11:15 PM</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could make it by 11:30, and hopefully be there before the girls.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;(Did you think he would?)</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As the park comes into view, he could see his dear siblings, pacing about, looking for their secret writer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do your damndest to stay out of sight and inch closer to the park.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly, one of the girls speaks up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh my god, if they don't show up, I will track them down and strangle them.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's definitely Aria.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come on, Aria. It's not even midnight, give them a chance to get here.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio keeping cool as per usual.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, Aria. It's a good thing they told us to meet at a park. That way, we can still have fun while we wait!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ahh, Sonata and her &quot;out there&quot; demeanor. She's been swinging on the swing the whole time while her sisters have been looking for their suspect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get to a blind spot behind them and pull out your phone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;11:45</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Better early than never, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quietly exit your position and enter to a few yards behind the group.</span><br />&quot;Hey guys!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone stops dead in their tracks and turns to face you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The shock and awe rush to their faces before they even say anything.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata jumps off the swings and joins the others.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nervously, both parties move closer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon, you are face to face with your siblings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A-Anon, what are you doing here?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio looks like she's about to sweat bullets.</span><br />&quot;Well, I could ask you the same thing.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata pipes up from the side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're waiting for someone who sent us letters!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria and Adagio glare daggers at her.</span><br />&quot;It looks like you've found him.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, what do you want, Anon?&quot; Aria's voice cuts you deep as you've only heard that tone when she would talk about her problems, like bullies at school, and stuff like that.</span><br />&quot;I want to know why you all have been avoiding me for the past week. We're family, and I haven't done anything to make you guys shut me out.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A wave of guilt washes over them as they realize their mistake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio steps up to speak.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, we love you. So when we heard that you were moving out, we didn't take it well.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Obviously.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio gives you a mean look, then goes back to her sorrowful state.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We were hiding from you, not because we hated you, but because we were scared on how you'd react.&quot;</span><br />&quot;React to what?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Us telling you our real feelings. We didn't want you to leave us, but we still wanted you to be happy.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio has started to tear up, along with your other sisters.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We love you, Anon. More than you could ever imagine. Every girlfriend you've had, we were worried that she'd take you from us. We don't want to lose you. Not like how we lost mom.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You flashback to your younger years</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt; You're seven years old, 2nd grade.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your sisters were still preschoolers and toddlers, but with mom and dad working, you've had no problems being given the treatment you needed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All that changed though.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One day during school, your counselor comes into your class and ask the teacher for you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grab your stuff and leave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A while later, dad comes to pick you up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you drive down the road to your house, you ask him why he pulled you out of school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He says to wait until everyone's together, holding a very serious look on his face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're now home about an hour later, everyone sitting in the living room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dad sits down on a chair he moved in front of the couch where you and your siblings sat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright kids, we need to have a talk.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Recalling the chat in the car, you speak up.</span><br />&quot;But dad, mom's not here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's why we're here now. You see children, there are sometimes situations where we can't talk to our loved ones anymore. In a lot of these situations, it's where they've been taken away. That's what happened to your mother.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio, the curious one she is, finally says something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Where did she go?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, when people suffer accidents, like your mother, they die. Death means that she won't be a part of this family anymore.</span><br />&quot;We...don't have a mom anymore?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm afraid that's the case.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There's no containing it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All of the children are now crying, everyone holding each other.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A while later, you learned that she died in a car accident.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A drunk driver T-boned her car on her side at a fast speed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both parties had died.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snap back to reality</span><br />&quot;Mom?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We don't want you to go, please...don't go.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now, all three are crying, holding on to you for dear life.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start crying as well, not to their level, but to a degree where it's contained and shows your sincere emotion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Their combined weight topple you, but you hold them all together with you, and cradle them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're all on the ground now, with you staying upright to support the three sobbing girls who have been there for you all these years, staying by your side, and giving you the love you needed throughout your life.</span><br />&quot;Guys...I love you all.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly, Adagio grabs your head and pulls it down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She kisses you, not in the sibling love way, but as a true lover.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She kisses with more emotion than any of your girlfriends had ever kissed you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls back, tears still streaming, but with a small smile on her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's how much we love you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Tears had stopped coming from you now.</span><br />&quot;Is...is that how all of you feel?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Unable to speak, all they do is nod in agreement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pull Adagio back, returning her kiss with one just as powerful.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After you pull away, you do the same to the others, each returning the kiss.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A while has passed and you realize that everyone has cried themselves to sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feeling yourself passing out, you recollect your thoughts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get everyone up, and being the only one that hasn't fallen asleep, you guide everyone to the house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They left the door unlocked. You're too tired to consider it a good or bad thing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leading them upstairs, you open your door. Hopefully they'll find a way to their rooms.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Except not.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They all enter your room and climb in your bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As soon as they hit the pillow, they are out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fug</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go and grab a pillow from one of their rooms.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You come back and everyone is sleeping soundly, and you plop down a pillow on the bed so you'd get one too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hopefully, this little late night excursion won't hurt your sleeping habit too much.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of eggs and bacon frying on the pan excite your senses and awaken you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Taking in notice of the empty bed you lie in, you decide to check up on your sisters.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slowly rise out of bed, checking the time on your clock.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;10:30</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit. Normally waking up at 8 to keep a steady habit was your plan, but last night's dream was something else.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You THINK it was a dream.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least you woke up to something good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Going down the stairs, you overhear a conversation that your sisters are having.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...But Anon tried so hard last night.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't care, Sonata. The fact that we all made out with him last night doesn't change that it's wrong.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Aria, believe me or not, but didn't you say that you really enjoyed that kiss?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both Sonata and Adagio laugh at Aria as she growls in frustration.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Keep laughing, and you two won't have lips to kiss Anon with.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Turning the corner into the kitchen, you start chuckling about the whole situation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before now, you were almost convinced that what happened last night was a dream.</span><br />&quot;Morning, girls.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nonny!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata jumps off her chair, slides on her socks for a second, and lands on you.</span><br />&quot;You alright, Sonata?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mhmm&quot; Sonata gives you a big kiss on cheek, then giggles.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria, holding an expression that's a mix between being appalled and insurmountable rage, fumbles some words out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A-Anon, how long were you there?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Long enough to hear that you didn't like last night.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria, defeated, returns to finish cooking. &quot;Whatever, you hungry?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Looking to earn my favor back?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, you jackass. It's breakfast, are you hungry or not?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure, what's on the menu?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know you lost your mind, but have you lost your smell?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hehe, my bad.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leaving Sonata behind, you go for some breakfast.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Grabbing a plate, Aria carefully puts some scrambled eggs and a couple pieces of bacon on it and hands it to you.</span><br />&quot;Thanks, beautiful.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ever since last night, you become full of yourself.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio has finally said something, albeit a little hurtful.</span><br />You want the truth? You can't handle the truth!<br />&quot;I guess you guys boosted my confidence.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Really?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well, you're not avoiding me anymore, right? Mission accomplished.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah...Sorry, Nonny.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You know what? Don't worry about it. I'm just glad to hear that you guys don't hate me or anything.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But Nonny, there's gotta be something we can do to make it up to you!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Carefully thinking it over for a while, and quickly disregarding any sexual thoughts at the moment, you come up empty.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right at that moment, your phone starts ringing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your dad's calling you for the first time in forever, as if there's anything that needs to be done, he'd leave a note, or wait until he came home.</span><br />&quot;Gimme a sec.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Quickly exiting the room, you pick up the phone.</span><br />&quot;Hello?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon? Hey this is important.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Are you alright, Dad?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, everything's fine. Listen, the company's flying me out for a week. Apparently, some delegates are flying out to Los Angeles for a huge meeting, and I've been selected to go!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh my god, Dad, that's great!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah! So my question is...Will you guys be able to handle things at home?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Uhh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look back to find Sonata chugging the last of the milk down.</span><br />&quot;I think we might need groceries soon.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I had a thought something like that would happen. Alright what I'm about to tell you absolutely cannot go to your sisters, ok? Women and their shopping, you know what I'm saying?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah, Dad. I get it. Man to man.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Great! Alright, you know that locked cabinet in the living room?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Glaring towards the old cabinet that your father had always told to get away from, you sigh heavily.</span><br />&quot;Yeah, I see it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The key is in my room.. So I want you to go get the key right now, please.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Ok, Dad, I got it.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look towards your sisters with a confused look, and head upstairs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Entering Dad's room, the surprising scent of nothingness hits you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's the cleanest room you've ever seen in your entire life.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Guess Dad doesn't really do anything when he gets home from work.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still, you've never been allowed in here, so just being here gives you a feeling of excitement.</span><br />&quot;Ok, I'm in here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You see the old CRT on the vanity?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Taking notice of the old TV, you give off a sigh of nostalgia, as you grew up with these around.</span><br />&quot;Yeah, I see it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I want you to lift it up.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Beg pardon?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Lift it, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Setting the phone down, you inspect the TV, trying to figure out how to hold it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After shifting your arms around, looking for the best way to hold it, you finally grasp the TV, and lift it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Underneath, a key lies within a bed of dust.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ironically the key looks cleaner than the space around it. Must have been used fairly recently.</span><br />&quot;Alright, I got the key.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Son, there is 500 dollars in the cabinet. Use it however you wish, but just get groceries and whatever you need first before spending it all willy-nilly.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stunned at the thought of having that much money just handed to you leaves you unable to speak.</span><br />&quot;R-Really, Dad? You're just gonna give me <span class="nu0">500</span> dollars? No conditions?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, listen to yourself. You're going to college in a few weeks. I'm sure you can handle 500 dollars.&quot;</span><br />&quot;...Thanks, Dad.&quot;<br />&quot;Anon, take the key and go find your sisters.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Heading downstairs, you enter the kitchen and motion for everyone to be quiet, then turn on speaker phone.</span><br />&quot;Alright Dad, you're on speaker.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey girls!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hi Dad!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's scary how they can just speak in unison like that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright girls, I'm going to be gone for a week, don't worry everything's fine. However, I want you to listen. Anon is leader of the house until I get back, understand?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, Dad.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God that will never stop weirding you out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright. I love you all!&quot;</span><br />&quot;We love you too!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time, you decided to join in. If you can't beat them, you know.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Bye!&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;So...Looks like I'm in charge.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, just don't make us do anything weird.&quot; Aria is starting to get defensive.</span><br />&quot;Actually, this just gave me an idea.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria suddenly regrets her bold remark.</span><br />&quot;I've decided on what you guys could do.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Tension starts building up, except for Sonata who seems to be excited to be finally helping her big bro.</span><br />&quot;I want you guys to go on a date with me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio, who's been taking info nonchalantly so far, recreates a park fountain and spits her milk everywhere.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria is clearly furious, as she responds with, &quot;Are you fucking insane?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, well she's even more excited than before, bouncing her chair up and down. What a strange girl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rushing to Adagio's side, you check on her.</span><br />&quot;Shit dude, are you ok?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah...*cough cough*, I'm...*cough*...fine.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Alright, take it easy. Sonata, I saw you chugging that milk, you're coming with me to get groceries.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yay!&quot;</span><br />&quot;You two, do whatever. Sonata, get dressed.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ok!&quot; God, she's weird.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;About half an hour later, you and Sonata are finally ready to go.</span><br />&quot;Aria, Adagio, keep the fort locked down! Sonata, here are my keys, go start the car.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes sir, Anon!&quot; Being thrown the keys, Sonata fumbles them for a second, then catches them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Staring intently at the locked cabinet, you check behind you to make sure no one's looking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After taking the utmost caution for not grabbing attention, you finally unveil the mystery behind the case.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The insides are covered head to toe with money in a wide variety of bills.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not taking anymore time than needed, you quickly grab some twenties and tens equal to 500 dollars and shut the door.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Immediately locking the cabinet, you make your way to the car, which some loud k-pop seems to be blasting from.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Opening the door, Sonata oblivious to your presence, you turn down the music and grab her attention.</span><br />&quot;Sonata!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Aah! Oh. Hi Anon! I turned your car on.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I don't think so, Sonny.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She had only turned the electrics on. Hitting the ignition, you prove your point.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't help but think about all the money that was in the legendary cabinet, or more importantly, why it was there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Everything alright, Nonny?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Huh? Oh, yeah. Just thinking about something. It's not important. Let's bounce.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pulling out of the driveway, Sonata starts fidgeting around.</span><br />&quot;You alright, Sonata?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What? Y-Yeah, Nonny. I'm f-fine.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Continuing down the road, Sonata's condition seems to be getting worse.</span><br />&quot;If something's bothering you, you can tell me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;There's no hiding anything from you, is there?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Not when it's this painfully obvious.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright. Ever since last night, I've been feeling all warm inside, and now that I'm alone with you it's getting worse.&quot;</span><br />&quot;W-What?! You're not sick, are you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The last thing you want is vomit all over your car.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, I need you, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Pardon me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I want to please you, big brother!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not gonna lie, you've got a raging semi.</span><br />&quot;Please me? What do you mean by that?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think you know very well what I mean, Anon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata motions to your now diamond-hard dick.</span><br />&quot;Hey, hold on a minute. We're siblings, this isn't right!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, let me do this.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Unable to do anything as you want to prevent a crash, Sonata, the littlest sister, starts undoing your zipper.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your raging member is now face to face with her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;W-Wow. It's bigger than I thought it would be.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Don't know whether to take that as a compliment or not.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just take it.&quot; Sonata has now started to suck your cock, moaning sounds of extreme pleasure.</span><br />&quot;Jesus, you're good at this.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stops to take your length out of her mouth. &quot;Thanks~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata now playfully kisses the tip of it, and continues.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few minutes go by, nothing but exchanging pleasurable moans of ecstasy.</span><br />&quot;Sonata, I'm about to-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mhmm&quot; It seems she wants to swallow your semen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After, one last push, your cum has now pooled inside of your dear sister's mouth.</span><br />&quot;S-Sonata, you didn't have to do that for me.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Of course I did. It's my duty as your sister.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you one last kiss on the cheek before retiring to her seat.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Arriving at the inner city Mega-Mart fills you with a sense of determination and responsibility.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, who has been doing mindless dribble on her phone, abruptly takes in her surroundings at feel of the car stopping.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, we're here already?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, if you'd look up from your phone once in awhile, you'd see a lot more in life.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't talk to me like that, Mr.&#160;?Lived in his Bedroom During the Entirety of Freshman Year at High School.'&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hey! That was a much different time.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The both of you exchange a raspberries to show your affection/Harvard-level argumentative skills.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As your party of two enter the mart, Sonata grabs a buggy and returns to your side.</span><br />&quot;So I don't think we need a list. We should have everything covered.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, Nonny. I trust you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata starts walking with you, calmly observing the store aisles. Somehow she's become fascinated with just the sheer size of the store.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you make your way past the &quot;Buy Our Bullshit&quot; section, you come across the fruits and veggies.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Deciding on what to buy, Sonata briefly pops out in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How about some fruit, Anon? I know you love your bananas and oranges.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is...Is that a joke?</span><br />&quot;Was that some poor attempt at comedy?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your sister stops to ponder what you meant, when it suddenly hits her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;N-No, Anon! You perv!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Painfully, you sigh.</span><br />&quot;Alright, some couldn't hurt. Besides, we haven't had fruit in a while.<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Grabbing the weird little fruit baggies, you grab a little bit of everything. Peaches, oranges, appas, grapes, and strawberries.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, something seems off.</span><br />&quot;Sonata?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Were apples always called appas?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, I don't think so.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pulling up your phone, you look up what&#160;?appas' actually are.</span><br />&quot;Apparently some anime company partnered up with certain North American store-lines to promote the English dub for their anime.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Huh, what a weird marketing move.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah. Oh well, I'll support the anime industry with these&#160;?Appas' then.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Recalling your old anime days, you remember the summer before your Junior year.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a fairly large county fair going on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Checking out the convention hall, you spot an anime/vidya booth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spending about 40 dollars on shit mainly to put on your backpack to look cool wasn't the best idea.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The thought of that makes you cringe back to reality.</span><br />&quot;Let's keep moving.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A little past the fruit, a section dedicated to entirely candy catches your attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The cheeky bugger is already there looking at you with longing eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before giving an answer, you decide to inspect the area a little.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, who has been following you ever so carefully, awaits your decision.</span><br />&quot;Sonata, do you want some candy?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yah!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Alright, but grab some for your sisters.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a while, she comes back with three evenly mixed bags of candy.</span><br />&quot;I'm surprised. I expected you to come back with a huge bag for yourself and two other itty-bitty bags.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nonny, I might be clueless sometimes, but I'm not a meanie.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few aisles and a half full cart later, you start to wonder.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How long have the girls felt this way?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Surely, this couldn't have been going for long.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Staring at Sonata, you realize something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was the most eager to be with you. The date, the affection, all of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Real, but why?</span><br />&quot;Sonata, I need to ask you something.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is everything alright, Nonny?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sonata, I noticed something.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What is it?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why do you fall for me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Excuse me?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Ugh...I mean why do you like me the way you do?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well...I don't really know. I guess it's all you've done for me as the littlest sister.&quot;</span><br />&quot;All I've done for you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, the way you've talked to me when I didn't understand something, all the help with my homework, letting me be your player two in video games, and more. I really appreciate what you've done for me, Anon.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're welcome, Sonata. One last thing. How long have you had this&#160;?crush' on me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know, I couldn't tell you for the life of me. I think it came around when I was about 15.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Really? You were that young?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah! I wanted my first boyfriend to be like you, if not that, you!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Did your wish come true?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You bet it did.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata leaps up, wraps her arms around your neck, and holds you in a loving embrace.</span><br />&quot;Hold on, I'm your boyfriend now? Not only that, I'm your first?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She slowly backs off awkwardly. &quot;I mean, do you wanna be?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You respond with nothing but a loving kiss.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If this is only the first day, imagine what could happen in a week.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's not even including Aria and Adagio. Oh, the fun is yet to be had.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A few seconds pass by before you release her from your grasp.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nonny...I love you.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I love you too, Sonny.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a total of about an hour and a half, your shopping excursion is finally over.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Somehow, you actually spent almost 200 dollars on groceries.'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leaves a hundred per date, give or take.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feelsgoodman.jpg</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Getting in the car, you take a second to admire the new relationship, and hold Sonata's hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A-Anon, what's gotten into you?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Just relishing in my happiness with my new girlfriend.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, who has just turned a shade of lilac purple, smiles back at you and gives you a kiss.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Maybe we could do more than just what happened in the car sometime.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'd be glad to.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Exiting the parking lot of the store, a new sense of satisfaction overwhelms you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is gonna be seven grand days.</span><br /><br />&quot;Girls! We're home!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey.&quot; The two left home greet back in unison.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Walking through the living room with more bags than you can handle, you can see Aria chilling on the sofa scrolling through her phone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio, on the other hand, has been watching some YouTube on the TV.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;There is a lot of information out there; there's even a word for it: infobesity. It takes a lifetime to even experience some of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's easy to think that everyone knows everything that you know, but every year more than 100 million new people are born and not a single one of them is born knowing that they are made out of atoms, or that black holes are awesome.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Someone needs to be there to tell them. To show them. So, whoever you are, we're glad you're there.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Nerd.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Whatever, Anon. What'd ya get?&quot;</span><br />&quot;The usual stuff, plus some whatever. Sonata! Give the girls their surprise.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio pauses her video, and Aria looks up from her phone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We're back!&quot; Sonata, and her somehow loud and vibrant voice make all of you wince in pain.</span><br />&quot;Sonata, we're right here. Try to tone it down a bit.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;S-Sorry!&quot; She quickly gives a small bow, and recovers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What a strange girl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nonny got us presents!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh really? What'd you get us?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Just some candy.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a quick motion, the bags of the goods flies from Sonata's arms, and land in the others' laps.</span><br />&quot;Jesus, where'd you learn to do that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't know.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time, you and the other girls know what's about to happen.</span><br />&quot;Sonata, you're so weird.&quot; All of you tell Sonata in unison.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a moment of silence, the room erupts in laughter.</span><br /><br />&quot;Ahh. So what are you guys up to?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What do you mean?&quot; Adagio's inquisitive look never fails to be adorable.</span><br />&quot;You guys got any plans for today?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls look at each other, and just kinda stay still</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;An eerie silence fills the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata, thank god for her near endless supply of joy, speaks up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nope!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The tension in the room seems to have finally stopped.</span><br /><span class="br0">&#91;</span>spoiler<span class="br0">&#93;</span><span class="co4">&gt;What kind of tension? I'll leave that up to you.[/spoiler]</span><br />&quot;Well, it's about noon, so let's make plans.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Deal.&quot; The girls keep talking in unison, and by now you should've gotten used to it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You haven't.</span><br />&quot;Alright, how about this. Let's go bowling.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Bowling?!&quot; Aria seems somewhat taken aback.</span><br />&quot;Yeah sure, why not?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aria, who's now switched into a slight panic, starts freaking out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We can't go there! It's too cliche!&quot;</span><br />&quot;I don't think that's the reason you don't wanna go.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What? Of course it is, let's go somewhere else.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Senza works there, doesn't she.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dagi, who's has been inspecting Aria's behavior the whole time, has spoken up.</span><br />&quot;Senza?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh right, you don't know her.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Senza is one of my best friends.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Slowly retreating back to her seat, Aria plops down.</span><br />&quot;Who says this need to be a date?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What are you talking about?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Can't a brother just take his sisters bowling? If you're good, we can even go and play some laser tag.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone's face lights up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was a pretty good town you lived in, so things looked much better compared to a lot of places.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your bowling center has an arcade AND a laser tag arena.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's pretty fuckin' rad.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt; 30 minutes have passed, and everyone's just sat down in the car to leave.</span><br />&quot;Do you guys remember that rapping game?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eh, two out of three is good enough.</span><br />&quot;Now here we are, just sitting in the car.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly turn the car on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sonata joins in on this song.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I want you to show me if you can get far.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Now step on the gas,&quot; Adagio says.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're pulling up to a stop sign.</span><br />&quot;Now step on the brakes.&quot;<br />&quot;Alright, alright we had our fun. Now to actually get to the alley.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A little while later, you all pull up to &quot;Super Strikers Alley&quot;</span><br />�&quot;We're here!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Quickly piling out of the car, you all take a minute to take in the sight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A grand building stands before you, it's size never ceasing to amaze you.</span><br />&quot;Shall we?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Entering the alley, the classic smell of everything hits you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Walking up to the counter, you notice one of the girls quickly turn towards you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hi, what can I-Aria?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;H-Hi.&quot; Aria's voice appears meekly behind you.</span><br />&quot;I take it you're Senza?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yup! How'd you know about me?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, Aria talks about you sometimes. Nice to meetcha, I'm Anon.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You extend your hand for a handshake, and she gracefully accepts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This has gone better than expected so far.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So how can I help you guys?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Just the four of us.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A little while, and about 40 bucks later, you're all at the lanes having a blast.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You guys decided to tournament, and now the grand finals are here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio was able to wipe the floor with the girls, but you were too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a fierce battle, you stand victorious.</span><br />&quot;Better luck next time, Dagi.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stick out your hand as a good sport.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Adagio hesitates for a second, then accepts the handshake.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the night was filled with arcade madness, and the pew-pew of your lazer rifles.</span></div></div>




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