The Things We Wanted

by Amavi

Introspective series of drabbles on Tabatha, the unwanted. She has been called a lifeless doll, she has failed in her purpose, but she has not given up. Not yet.

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Disclaimer: Tales of Symphonia belongs to Namco, not I

(though I can honestly say I wish I belonged to Namco, lol sorry play on ambiguity Dx)

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But seriously though, why is there so little fiction about Tabatha?? Here's a series of 100-word drabbles in honor of her life. Because yes, in every way that mattered, she was alive.

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Mithos walked up to the girl with green hair, and smiling warmly, he reached out his hand to clasp her pale fingers in his own; Kratos the deliveryman stepped back to give them space. The boy gazed at her face happily, for it was a long awaited reunion, but she gave him an inquisitive look in return. He jumped, and pushed her away forcefully- she fell to the ground.

"That's not my sister. Martel wouldn't do that! Take it away!" Mithos screamed, but was on the verge of tears. Kratos cradled the poor forsaken android in his arms, and nodded.

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