My contribution to Vaseshipping Week! :D Check out the tumblr vaseshippingweek because it's awesome and you should all write more Vaseshipping. Or draw it, or make playlists about it, or make vids or edits, idc just alllllll of the Vaseshipping

The first prompt was Past, Present, Future

My past is something that no longer exists for me.

Do you remember that we used to throw pebbles into the Nile to see if we could get them inside of the lotus flowers? I was always the best at it; at least, until we decided to give the flowers points depending on how far they were. As soon as it was a game that could be won, you won, of course.

I wish I could remember. There are—were—important things. Things I have to remember. Something about flowers, I think.

I was the first one that started hiding in vases, because I was tiny, and you were so good at finding me, but not very good at climbing things. So I would clamber up to the pillars and snuggle inside the vase tucked in a high nook, and that was the only way I could beat you at hide-and-seek. You did like winning things, didn't you?

My present is, honestly, a mess. It's no wonder I can't remember my past when the world is constantly on the verge of ending.

I wish I could get out of here and go down to where you are. I feel so useless up here, looking down at you. You're really such a dork, aren't you? Getting yourself into trouble all the time—I'm supposed to be the one that gets you into trouble. It's not fair that you find trouble all by yourself.

There are so many things happening. So many things. I can't focus. I'll look down at the cards on my Duel Disk and then for a brief, glorious moment I think I can remember something. I feel like—maybe I can remember her. Whoever...whoever she is.

I'm not being very subtle, you know? You never used to be this forgetful. You always remembered everything that the teacher said. Nerd. But honestly, I'm doing my best here...I'm trying so hard to help. All I can do is send half of my soul down to help you but you still don't...remember me...was I...not important enough...?

Sometimes at the edge of emotion I think I can hear her. I still don't know who she is. I just know that there's a her, and that she exists, and that she's important. Sometimes...sometimes I think I can hear you. Whispering. A running commentary to my actions.

I am not a nerd.

...I can hear you, can't I?

Please. Please hear me. Please come back to me. I'm so—I'm so tired of waiting. You always promised you'd never make me wait ever. Because you know how I get. Don't you? You know how I start to bounce and fiddle with things when I'm bored of waiting and that's when I blow things up. Don't—don't make me wait. Please...please don't make me wait anymore. I miss you. Gods, I miss you. Please come back.

The future frightens me. What am I going to find at the end of this road? Who am I going to become?

I am afraid. I am so afraid. I feel—alone. There is no one from my past that is here that can tell me who I was. I'm left to imagine the worst.

You aren't the worst. Oh gods, please don't think that. You were—you were everything. To all of us. You were the best person I ever knew. I can tell you. I can tell you all about who you were, who you are, and who you're going to be. You're perfect. That's what you are. You're the only thing that I've ever wanted more than anything and I—I need you. Please come back. I'm waiting, stupidhead.

I am not a stupidhead.

You are too.

You're the only stupidhead I see around here.

You don't see me, though.

I think I will, soon...I can feel it. The door is calling to me. He'll beat me, soon.

You, lose a game? I'm not sure I can imagine that.

It happens, from time to time. I always lost to you when it was a race or something.

That's cause you're a wimp. Wait...you remember that?

I think so.

You're coming home, aren't you?

I guess the future is closer than I thought.

I...I missed you so much. I can't wait to see you again. You know I'm going to tackle, you right? This has been building up for a long time

I kind of figured as much. Give me a second to brace myself, at least?

Deal.

I can't wait to see you again.

Me too.

See you soon.