(Okay, okay, last chapter. Promise, then I'll start something better, promise.) (Note: In German-Engel means "Angel") (Another note: Autor is that cloaked guy from later episodes, Aotoa is the nerdy glasses kid that hates Fakir.)
"I'm done with this story, to be the last one I will write... The Drosselmyer bloodline will be passed
down... To my daughter... Engel. May the sweetest things in life be granted to her." With saying
this, the paper's words dissappeared...
Fakir wiped the sweat from his face and sighed, "I would suppose... it worked?" He asked,
looking at Ahiru, who was sitting there, silently, taking in all that happened. "I feel strange, like
something... left me, but is still here." As she said that, a bed of flowers appeared before her, as
the petals opened up, she could see a small figure before her. Fakir and Ahiru both smiled and she
picked her up slowly, she had blue eyes and grey hair and looked up at Fakir and Ahiru giggling.
The corpses of Aotoa and Autor disappeared, the blood was gone, all that was left was Ahiru and
Fakir. The story was hard to explain to Charon, but he accepted it, Uzura stared at Engel while she
slept. Fakir decided to keep the house Aotoa had for his new family, Neko-sensei did not even
notice a thing, neither did Pique or Lilae. What happened to them? Ahiru became the teacher of
Kinkan Academy's ballet section, while Fakir became a blacksmith. Engel aspired to become a
ballet writer, but to this day, cannot touch that fateful quill... In a town where reality is thrown by the
wayside, and fantasy takes over... There lived a family...