I do not own American Horror Story: Freakshow.

I doubt Ryan Murphy would even recognize it now.

Wherever You Are

The Last Day

Every day is the last day for something.

"Good morning, darling!"

"Good morning, girls!"

"Coffee?"

"Thank you."

Every Halloween.

"Oooh, what a scary little . . .?"

"Optimus Prime, Ma-Ba."

"Opt-timus . . . Prime."

"Of course. What is an Optimus Prime?"

Every Thanksgiving.

"-ve the turkey?"

"Yeah, sure. Ya know, I really should get outfitted for some turkey-carvin' tools, whaddya think?"

"Oh my god, Daddy, that'd be so insane!"

"Yeah . . . is that a good thing?"

Every Christmas.

"-sweater, Patrick! What do you think?"

"It's, uh, it's, uh . . . nice. Very warm."

"We've got one for you too, Annabel! We made one for everybody!"

"Oh, gee, uh, thanks."

"Well, aren't you going to try it on?"

"Oh, uh . . ."

Every New Year's.

"-ninety, can you believe it?!"

"Not in a million years."

"I mean, only ten years left in the whole century, man!"

"In the whole millennium."

"Oh my gosh, you're right!"

Every quiet conversation.

"-alright, Ma-Da? You're, like, breathing funny."

"Of course, I'm fine, darling. All this humidity, you know?"

"Darling, run back next door and let me know if you have raisins, would you?"

"I don't live there anymore, Ma-Ba. We live in Sarasota now."

"Oh, yes. I know, darling."

Every shouted exclamation.

"Yes!"

Did you see that touchdown?! We're going to kick your butts, Dot!

The game's not over yet, Bette!

Why don't you ever root for the same Super Bowl team as me?

Just to egg you on. We all have to have our own hobbies, darling.

Every Valentine's.

"-the best husband we could ever imagine, Jimmy! We love you so very much."

"I love you two."

"Why don't you come over here and let us express our . . . appreciation."

"Okay!"

Every Easter.

"-hunt eggs with Little Jimmy?"

"Absolutely, Moms. And actually, Patrick wanted to know if he can help hide."

"Well, of course he can! In fact, he can do it all if he likes."

Every Memorial Day and Fourth of July and Labor Day.

"- much barbecue, but damn, this chicken is good, Patrick."

"Thank you."

"Think we ought use my hooks to make shish-kabobs?"

"Haha, uh . . ."

Every lazy Saturday.

"-til noon and have sex all morning long."

"Well, since you insist, darling."

"But, uh, let me, uh, take a trip to the john first."

"Oh. Alright."

Every family-filled Sunday.

"-for a new position at work!"

"Well, well, way to go, son! They're lucky to have you!"

"Thanks. I appreciate that."

Every trip to the store.

-ggs so expensive? There's got to be a better way.

I am not roosting chickens at my time of life, Sister.

I don't want to roost chickens. I want to buy cheaper eggs!

Every night out at the movies.

"-and Little Lady might be nice to see."

"Oh, that Tom Selleck, he's just so handsome."

"I don't think he'll be wearing tennis shorts in this one, Sister."

"Who's wearing tennis shorts?"

"No one, darling!"

Every meal eaten.

"-loaf, girls. That was really good."

"Well, thank you, darling."

"It should be. We've been cooking it for thirty years."

Thirty years. Oh Sister, am I getting tired of meatloaf.

Every dessert made.

"-berry pie, Mrs. Walkers. My aunt is just going to love it! How do you make the lattice-work so flaky?"

"Sorry, darling, family secret. But you are most welcome. And please do wish her a happy retirement from us."

"I will! Thank you!"

Every night under the stars.

"- so beautiful, isn't it, Jimmy?"

"Yeah, it sure is. But not as beautiful as you girls."

"Oh, Jimmy-"

"You sweet man, you."

Every birthday.

"- Patrick! Happy birthday to you!"

"Okay, make a wish and blow out the candles!"

"Okay. Hey, they came back on."

"Surprise!"

Every anniversary.

"-ses! Oh, Jimmy, you remembered!"

"Of course I remembered. How could I ever forget my two beautiful broads in one body?"

"Oh stop it, you charmer . . ."

Oh, I think he can go right on.

I think he's about to.

Every kiss.

"-you, darling!"

"I love you girls two."

Every hug.

"-hug your Ma-Da and Ma-Ba!"

"Oooh, too tight! Let go!"

"Not a chance, darling! We'll never let go of you!"

"Ahhhh-"

Every tender embrace.

"-always love you, Annabel."

"I love you too, Moms."

"We're so grateful . . ."

". . . and proud of you, darling-"

"Always remember that."

"I will."

Every argument.

"- cats, Jimmy!"

"I don't know, girls. I don't wanna poison Mrs. Farris' cats. I've been doing really good at not commiting murder for a long time now."

"It's just cats, Jimmy!"

"And we're not even asking you to drown them-"

"Bette-"

Every make-up.

". . . mad, darling. They're just messing up our garden. And they smell."

"I know, I know. Maybe I can go talk to her again."

"Maybe you can just leave some 'special' tuna out on the back step and-"

"Bette-"

Every phone call.

"- first day of school!"

"Well of course he did! He's the smartest little boy in the whole wide world!"

"And he never would have done so well if you two hadn't raised him right!"

"You raised him too, Ma-Ba. You both did. And Daddy."

Every letter.

"- ittle Jimmy, we are so proud of how well you're doing in kindergarten."

"One day you're going to make an amazing doctor . . ."

"Or maybe even president of the United States . . ."

Every day.

". . . darling. We're just so tired."

"No problem. I'll be in in a bit, alright?"

"Alright."

"We love you."

"I love you two."

And every night.

Sister, I love you.

Her sister's voice floated out to her through the warm, drifting darkness of deep sleep.

And Bette heard it.

I love you too, Dot. But why?

Because you are the other half of me.

Don't make jokes, Dorothy.

I'm not, Elizabeth. I love you. Always.

I love you.

And then she woke up.

Colder, thicker.

Heavier.

And more alone than she had ever been in her unique and fantastic life.

Sister?

Sister?!

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