I HAVE RETURNED! *laughs nervously* Ok, last AN was pretty long, so I'm gonna try to keep this short. I JUST LIKE REPLYING TO YOU ALL!
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Mythology Lover 831- I'M SO EXCITED! If only I had enough money to buy it...DX Uh...Myth, you might want to take a detour with those plans, as everyone will soon find out. And I kinda discussed it with you in a PM. I'm not saying you should it give up, I'm saying don't make a clone story. I'd love to see your twist on it! :D As for the names...*winces* I don't know-maybe you should change it up just a bit.
Kitcat from the sky- MISS KITCAT I AM AWARE OF HOW LONG MY AN'S CAN BE, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?! That's just how I roll. Simple as that. :P Although I will try to keep it short...DX I KNEW it was too long...Oh, and what are you? A cat person? Cause I love you too. :D And thanks!
ViolentlyAvoidsLife- GOOD TO KNOW! :D The backstory may appear soon, so try and stay calm, ok? It's all about the pace. I FOUND THE TYPO! AND I FIXED IT! *facepalms* Ugh, this always happens...I end up typing too fast and then words are missing. And why we are still friends, you ask? :P I could ask the same to you. XD Just kidding. Birthday buddies!~
Videl654- Uh...I never planned for any romance in here...you must calm down from ze fangirl transformation... OHH! DX That SUCKS! I feel so bad for you. :D Ze Detective Videl may be onto something! For indeed, ze characters DO have a connection!...kinda.
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Joining the awesome Favs Club is RandomGuyonthestreet13, PastaKittyQueen, and Sin of Stitching! Wait, stitching is a sin?! A kitty is the queen of pasta?! THE 13TH RANDOM GUY HAS APPEARED ON THE STREET?! XD Just messing with you all.
Follows:
On the Follows Club member list is ze first name I mentioned above, along with Sky the white dragon, Thanatos's Scribe, and duck liet! Ok, now the sky's a white dragon, apparently Thanatos has a scribe, which frightens me. Since, you know, Thanatos is the god of death, and, well, if you've played Kid Icarus: Uprising, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. As for duck liet...*narrows eyes* You in cahoots with DUCKLETT?! FROM POKEMON?! XD
Look at this, Kitcat. THIS WAS ME TRYING TO KEEP IT SHORT.
Things are starting to pick up. What's gonna happen?
Disclaimer: I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's. I only own the OCs mentioned.
(Cece's POV)
I bit my lip, fidgeting awkwardly in place. Beside me, Danny was smiling cheerily which astounded me. I mean, even he has his limits.
Especially when it comes to having a surprise lunch with Aunt Irina and Uncle Olaf.
It all started earlier that morning...
"Hello? Who is this?" I asked, yawning. "Ah, hello Cece!" I blinked.
"Uncle Olaf? Er, hello! What's up?" I asked. "It's nice to hear you again, Cece! Listen, can you wake up your brother? You both need to get ready." I frowned.
"Ready? For what?" "Well, your aunt has decided to stop by and have a lunch with you two. I'll be coming along too, obviously, because there are some things she wishes to discuss and-"
"WHAT?!" I shouted, interrupting him. "You can't be serious! I mean, you could've given us a heads up! Then maybe we'd have enough food to go and make something or-"
"Don't worry, Cece. We're going to a restaurant for lunch. Your aunt and I will be paying." Uncle Olaf said patiently. "Anyway, we're already on our way. So I suggest you prepare yourself. See you soon." And with that, he hung up.
And now here we were, staring at each other as we waited for our food to arrive. They both looked the same as I remembered them.
Aunt Irina, with her long raven hair in curls, ice blue eyes and stern expression. She had on some makeup that, I had to admit, brought out her looks very well. She had on a clean and unwrinkled white jacket with black buttons.
Uncle Olaf still had his wild chocolate brown hair, looking almost like a mad scientist. His kind green eyes hidden behind his glasses always reassured me that things would be ok. Although, at the moment, his fidgeting in his brown suit wasn't helping much.
The two were so different, and yet they ended up with each other. It was weird, that's for sure.
Danny was messing with his drink, stirring it with his straw. He hadn't bothered brushing his hair, and there was no sign of worry in his eyes. He was still wearing that black vest.
I had hoped he'd be sensible enough to wear something less casual, but no. I glanced at his worn out jeans and his faded red t-shirt, hoping Aunt Irina wouldn't notice.
As for me, well, I did better-at least, I hoped I did. I took off my glasses and started to clean them, my short black hair getting in my face. I brushed it away, placing my glasses back on.
At the last minute, I ended up wearing a green satiny shirt I once got for Christmas. I tugged on my trusty grey sweater-this was getting intoxicating.
I noticed Aunt Irina examining me. "...you still have that sweater, I see." she stated, sipping her water. I frowned slightly, but nodded. "Of course. Don't want to get too cold." I replied.
"It's so old though-why not get another?" she asked. I struggled to not actively glare at her-she was getting on my nerves, as usual. "I don't need to, this one is fine." I said testily.
"Hey, um, how is your band going, Danny?" Uncle Olaf suddenly said. I knew he did that so things wouldn't get ugly.
Danny smiled happily. "Oh it's going well! Cece and I have been doing great in it! Hey, maybe you guys should come to our next performance!" he suggested. I stared at him.
What. The Hell. IS HE FUCKING DOING?!
"Oh, really? Depends on when it is." Uncle Olaf said, looking genuinely interested. However, Aunt Irina narrowed her eyes at him, and he quickly faltered.
"Um, I mean to say, maybe we can't Danny." he said. Danny frowned. "Why not? Don't you like music?" he asked.
'You know why, idiot!' I thought, trying to mentally send him the message.
It didn't work, since Danny continued. "I mean honestly, you could come to show your support." he said. "Danny, do you not recall our view on your music?" Aunt Irina said, staring coldly at him.
Danny frowned. "No. What, you don't like it?" he asked. I blinked. He didn't remember? Why?
Aunt Irina and Uncle Olaf glanced at each other. I had no idea on what they were thinking, but I'd take it as a chance to talk to Danny.
I grabbed his shoulder and pulled, whispering. "Danny what are you doing?" I asked. "I'm trying to find out why they can't and see us perform. It's ridiculous." he scoffed. "Danny! This isn't like you! You know why they can't, they don't like our music, they never have!" I said, staring at him.
He blinked, as if it was news to him. "Never?" he asked incredulously. "Of course never! They never like my singing, your guitar playing, heck even dancing! Don't you remember how they practically banned us from doing anything musical at home?" I asked.
He blinked, before slowly nodding. "Oh yeah...now I do." He then smiled. "Let's change that then!" He then got up, startling the three of us. "Danny? Where are you going?" Aunt Irina asked, frowning.
He grinned at me, and there was something in that grin that startled me even more. It was because that didn't look like Danny's grin. It looked like someone else's.
Someone familiar, but I couldn't tell who.
"Come on Cece!" He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. He then started dragging me to the karaoke stand up front. "Danny what are you doing?!" I asked, alarmed.
He smiled, before looking back and facing Aunt Irina, who had stood up. Uncle Olaf had froze, looking wide eyed and glancing between Aunt Irina and us.
"Hey Aunt Irina! Give us your ears, then tell us what you really think!" he shouted, before letting me go as we reached the stand. He threw me a microphone, which I barely managed to catch.
"Wish I had my guitar. But it looks like we'll both have to sing. Can you handle that, Cece?" Danny asked, grinning at me as he searched for a song. I stared at him. "Danny, are you listening to me? Why are you doing this?" I asked.
"I told you, so we can change their opinion on our music! Trust me on this." He smiled at me, making me fall silent. This was a really bad idea-but it looked like there was nothing I could do to change his mind.
I sighed, before getting into position. If you can't beat them, join them.
"Found one!~ Alright here we go!" Danny grinned as he got up beside me, and turned on his microphone. "Hellooo ladies and gentlemen! Welcome boys and girls! You ready to hear us sing?" he exclaimed.
It's official. He's gone insane.
There were a few cheers, to which only widened Danny's grin. "Alright then!" he cheered, before turning to me. "Just a heads up Cece, I picked a song with absolutely no lyrics, so we'll have to make them up as we go!" he said happily. I stared at him.
"You did what?!" I asked, but he ignored me as the song started. He grinned, before starting to sing.
"A purple butterfly once landed on my right shoulder, and I kissed it in the corner of the room!"
I rolled my eyes. It was random, but I went with it. I smiled slightly-the beat WAS catchy.
"That is where I learned the emotion of grief, as I heard a drum emit a tune of doom..."
Danny grinned, and continued.
"Hey I'm having a bad nightmare, so come and get me out as soon as you can.
All the big things always have such a small start, isn't that the truth?"
Why does this song sound familiar?...
"If you asked me where I wanted to go, you'd get no answer; I've always just ran.
For I got lost and went missing back in my youth!"
"Put my headphones on and string up my guitar, yeah, it's showtime!"
We both sang at the same time.
"A purple butterfly once landed on my right shoulder; and I kissed it in the corner of the room!
That is where I learned the emotion of grief, as I heard a drum emit a tune of doom!"
(No one's POV)
As the two siblings performed, a man hidden in the shadows smirked. He then picked up his cell phone, apparently calling someone. When they answered, he started to speak.
"Sir, I do believe my suspicions were correct." He stopped, listening to the other talk, before chuckling. "What makes me think that, you say? Listen for yourself." He held out the phone in the direction of the siblings for a few moments.
He then pulled it back. "Did you hear them?" he asked. He chuckled. "I told you. Yes, it's very good they haven't rusted down in voice quality over the years, unlike the others. So, what are my orders?"
After pausing for a few moments, the man simply nodded. "Very well sir. I'll inform Mr. Finkle immediately. I understand the need to act quickly." He looked at Aunt Irina and Uncle Olaf, who both looked very pale.
"Their guardians will hide them once again if we fail."
(Irina's POV)
"Irina..." Olaf said nervously, watching the siblings perform. I nodded. "I am well aware, Olaf. Their memories are starting to return." I said.
"Well yes, there's that, but look at what Danny is wearing..." he said nervously. I frowned, before looking and gasped.
Why had I not noticed that before? And when had he gotten it?!
I glanced at Cece. She looked so happy, singing what sounded like their signature song. However, it doesn't look like she's recovered all of her memories yet.
As for Danny...I looked back at him, watching him confidently sing. He caught my eye and grinned even wider. I narrowed my eyes.
He's definitely recovering his lost memories. I should've known that at some point they would get attracted to that pizzeria.
I suppose something had occurred that that caused Danny's memories to begin returning. And now that it has, he'll probably start trying to get Cece to remember as well.
That's something that can never happen-not if they want to stay safe.
I watched them sing-it was amazing how eerily similar it sounded to their signature song. A few lyric changes here and there, but overall almost the same style and tune. "Irina...can we let them sing just for a bit longer?" Olaf asked quietly. I sighed.
"Very well. They're almost done anyway." I said, before looking back at the Twins.
Cece, hair no longer long or white. Her eyes more blue now instead of the purple they used to be, hidden behind glasses she didn't need. Her grey sweater that was once pink, now so dirty it had changed color, yet she clung to it despite forgetting its origin.
Danny, hair having been bleached its color. Eyes slightly lightened, but not enough to ignore the black they sometimes took. Red and black were still his signature colors, and even more so with that vest. Voice a bit more deeper to make it less recognizable.
Both had their ears and tails removed. Both had their memory banks wiped. Both had their memories replaced, all to keep them safe after the incident. Both had been deactivated when all these changes were made.
Only Olaf and I made the changes. No one else knew what had happened to them. For some, they only know they had lost a good sideshow that made much money.
For others, they had lost very good friends.
As they sang, I couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. Another reason we never saw their shows?
It hurt too much to watch. Too much to see how we changed Celeste and Dante to Cece and Danny.
Danny's grin suddenly vanished, looking somewhat pained. Was he remembering?...
"So many memories bring so much pleasantries, but I have so much regret left within me!
I am always afraid that one day I'll go out of control, so please be there to calm me down!"
He was looking at Cece. Cece looked back, slightly confused but now full of energy. She sang back.
"Never you fear! I'll be right here, always protecting you from all you see!
That is the truth, so don't believe their lies, and please, for me, wipe off that frown!"
Cece comforting Danny. I smiled slightly. That's nothing new.
"A purple butterfly once landed on my right shoulder, and I kissed it in the corner of the room!
That is where I learned the emotion of grief, as I heard a drum emit a tune of doom..."
"There is a purple butterfly sitting on my shoulder, I just learned the emotion of grief." A flicker of sadness flashed across Cece's face for a moment.
Danny stepped forward, face neutral.
"The tune of doom rings in my ears." The song ended, and both twins returned to normal, smiling happily.
I winced. That's not a good sign.
And the truth is revealed! YEAH! *throws random football onto the ground* Yeah, THAT'S how they're connected, cause they're the same person! But uh, Cece doesn't know that. Danny is sorta starting to figure it out. So who was that weird guy? How will the twins react to the secret? And what is Irina and Olaf hiding?
Please leave a review, advice is appreciated, and flames WILL BE USED TO BAKE COOKIES!
P.S. The song mentioned is kinda, sorta, an English translation of Butterfly on your Right Shoulder by Kagamine Len and Rin, but I changed some of the lyrics.
