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You're Here, Too
Summary: Cupcake is not sure what to make of her half-sister when they meet for the first time, but she's certainly a force of nature. Story Twenty-Nine of The Capability of Wickedness collection.
Genre: Family/Hurt/Comfort
Rating: K+
Characters: [Cupcake, Emily Jane Pitchiner], Pitch Black
Warning: This story contains spoilers for The Sandman and the War of Dreams, and mentions of suicide and homicide. Please reconsider reading this story if you are sensitive to this type of content.
"So…" Cupcake started, biting her lower lip nervously. "We're sisters, huh?"
"It seems to appear that way," the woman acknowledged, combing through her flowing raven tresses. "Half-sisters, if you want to be technical. Though things can't be black-and-white in this situation…" She explained as she studied her reflection in the mirror bordered with golden embellishments. "I was born to General Kozmotis Pitchiner; you were born to the man of his afterlife."
"Then…" Cupcake thought aloud, "how did you become Mother Nature?"
Emily Jane never took her eyes off of her reflection as she explained, "I was out sailing when Dream Pirates attacked our villa, and my mother committed suicide to stage our death. I found refuge with Typhan the Constellation, maker of storms. He became like a father to me… but I was blinded with anger and bitterness that my own father never came back to me, and one day my rage caused me to harm those who came my way…"
"Pitch… um, Dad gave this to me," Cupcake stated, holding out a silver locket. "Did you want it back?" Emily Jane snatched it away without a glimpse at the other girl. Uncomfortably, the younger sister sustained the conversation. "How old were you in this picture?"
"I was six years old…" Emily Jane replied. "I aged ten years when Typhan casted me away for destroying that galleon in a comet storm."
Cupcake studied her carefully, curious to know if Emily Jane felt any hint of remorse. She decided to change the conversation's direction. "What was your mother like?" the girl asked.
"Oh, she was lovely…" Emily Jane mused fondly. Her glance went through Cupcake. "I'm sure your mother was too, for a mortal. It's not every night that the Nightmare King would bed such an average woman."
Cupcake frowned at that remark. What was that supposed to mean? Her sister must have thought that she was beneath her. A Fearling Princess must have meant nothing in comparison to the force of Mother Nature. The girl felt a bit of resentment towards Emily Jane, towards Pitch, towards her mother… anyone who she could blame for her existence.
"Cupcake, come here…" Emily Jane commanded. Without haste, the young girl stepped forward. "Look in that mirror," the woman ordered. Cupcake met her own honey brown eyes in the reflected surface, and the lady the world knew as Mother Nature tenderly placed her hands on her shoulders, positioning her in front of the mirror. "You know what I see? I see a strong, confident, beautiful young lady."
Cupcake's eyes widened slightly. Maybe she was wrong about Emily Jane. Maybe she actually cared for her like a big sister should be.
"Oh, look, you're here, too!"
Maybe not...
End of You're Here, Too
Author's Note: Based on the Disney Villain-Based Sentence Starter, "Look in that mirror. You know what I see? I see a strong, confident, beautiful young lady. Oh, look, you're here, too!" Writing began and completed on 28 August 2014. Thank you to FlightFeathers for reviewing "My Voice" and "When I've Done Absolutely Nothing Wrong", and to snowangel420 for adding the collection to your Favorite Stories and Story Alert!
Originally posted on Tumblr and deviantART on 31 August 2014. Reformatted for FanFiction, published on 29 October 2014.
