A/N: I LIIIIVVVE! I am not dead, people! For your patience, have a random drabble I wrote while I should've been doing my Woodwork Homework. Why haven't I uploaded anything recently?.. I've been busy. I'm trying to juggle a lot of things at the moment. My Deviantart Page is updated a little more regularly, but I really haven't had much time for writing... Which I am really sad about! I really enjoy writing, and I want to provide good stories. Also, this is a drabble. Not much here, and I might start just writing drabbles. I also am trying to juggle several secret projects, and those should be done in a bit... Those coming things might be my last proper overarching stuff for a while, though. So, don't expect any other proper overarching stories. Sorry guys.

They ran their hand down the photo, remembering all the times they'd spent. The photo was of their family, and it was all that remained of them. They saw the white streak they'd left over their mother's face. Instead of rubbing away the streak, they began to draw more. Their uncle was next, then their hero. After them came their shy little friend, the king and then, finally, their father. But they couldn't do it. They couldn't bring themself to. Why? It was just a photo. He wasn't there. Or was he? They could still hear him joking, their mother laughing, their uncle groaning. They could still smell the pie in the oven, still see the king's kind smile.

They didn't know how the photo had stayed when they'd gone back to the beginning. Surely it, like everything else, should have been erased. They'd left it at home. They were sure of it. But somehow, it had ended up in their pocket. It had been there when each member of their family died at their hands.

"Y-you really hate me that much?"

"But still... I believe in you..."

"If you think I'm gonna give up on hope, you're wrong!"

"S-She's dead! We have to evacuate!"

"I guess you don't wanna join my fanclub?.."
"You dirty brother killer."

"Come now, there's no need to fight..."

"Please don't kill me!"

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"Since when were you the one in control?"