Summary: This is a precursor to a KND story I'm planning- Cree's story. It's angsty and sad, and about the decisions that Cree made that led to the future she currently has.
Cree has seen all this before.
Tiffany's naive smile as Derek blushes and the others snigger behind their hands; Steven's hand brushing Svetlana's hair or her hand squeezing his in the midst of a rare battle on the Moonbase; Mike leaning onto Taylor's desk as he looks at her new blueprint, her new book or comic, or her new contraption; Lisa's eager smile when Luke sends word to Sector V; and her babydoll, her Nina, gazing wistfully at Sora. Even Will is making eyes at Annalisa. Her Tori-queen is the only one who scorns such attraction, such infatuation- her fault, of course, and Chad's.
Her generation had been like that: Kuki with Wally wrapped around her little finger; Mushi marrying and domineering Sandy; Fanny and Patton fighting their attraction every step of the way; Lizzie elated to find someone who didn't put KND before her, and Harvey elated to find someone that didn't idolize Nigel; Abby smiling wryly and listening to Hoagie's corny jokes; and Nigel's perked-up glance whenever Rachel called. She had been in her babydoll's place, looking wistfully at Maurice.
Cree had really loved Maurice. That was why she'd run off in the first place- she didn't want to forget him or her candy-loving, determined, clever sister.
It had all gone wrong after that. Her sister hated her, Maurice was a TND mole, and Father ordered the destruction of them both.
Abby- her brave, stubborn, candy-loving Abby- had allowed herself to be decommissioned (was erased from the planet, only remembered and mourned by her), and Maurice had died right before her eyes (she'd never told him, never told him she loved him) .
And then she'd been even stupider and married Chad. It had been just after Maurice's death, and Father's suggestion. She knew that if she refused, Father would maim her, but she agreed more because she simply hadn't wanted to be alone- Abby had left her, Maurice had left her, and she had no friends. Marrying someone, having someone as a partner, had seemed to be a wonderful opportunity.
It had been a horrible decision. She doesn't love Chad; Chad doesn't love her. The only thing she has is her Tori-queen and her babydoll, and she wouldn't even have them forever.
But this time Cree's not so naive. Her girls are going to live a better life than she does if it kills her.
Author's Notes: Yep, that's it. Chad/Cree fans probably hate me now. Cree haters will also hate me, but Cree can't be that bad. This is her sister, after all.