FORMERLY "A NEW MARK"
I'm just going to let this one write itself. I don't know if Mark is in drag or not.
Oh, and in answer to a question I got: I think this whole thing will be Mark-POV. I thought it out and I really can't imagine any other POV that I could do this in. So, assume it is Mark unless told otherwise.
The next step would be to look at their colors.
Their wardrobe.
Who they were on the outside.
But first I needed Collins' permission.
He wondered what I was doing. I just shrugged if off.
I asked to be alone.
He closed the door on his way out
Shutting me in.
I saw them.
Just sitting there
In her closet
Untouched.
So unlike herself.
She reached out and touched everybody.
I reached in.
Something fuzzy reached my fingertips.
The Santa outfit
The one she wore when she saved us
When she saved Collins
When she…
I broke down
I can't do this.
I'm sorry Angel
I failed.
She needed me to keep them together
I tried
She knows I tried
But we need life.
No day but today…
I picked the costume up again.
There's only now…
Right?
Yea this one was a little pointless. Next one coming soon. And a thank you to ickle-s-10 for heling me come up with the new name to this fic.