Marionette gasped as he was able to resurface. He imagined Mike as a bungee cord holding him to the Earth. He looked over and saw Henry standing over by Jeremy, looking at him as though inspecting a cake.

The Puppet knew that look. He gave each night guard that look, right before he slaughtered them. Marionette jumped his spirit, half surprised when he could actually come in contact with the translucent man.

"Marion, stop. Don't fight me." Henry told him, but he didn't listen as he shoved the floating man down a few feet, sinking down into the floor up to his calves. Henry pulled himself back up but wasn't prepared when he was knocked over by telekinesis and looked back to see Marionette pushing him with his hands, standing feet away. Henry hadn't seen the portal-like hole in the ground only feet away and realized that the tugging feeling was pulling him to it.

Marionette had seen that first thing and pushed harder to knock the man into the portal. At the last second, Goldie used his telekinesis to pull the younger towards himself and tried to desperately grab onto him, but using all his strength he teleported a few feet away and watched the man he now despised get sucked down the hole, hopefully down to Hell.

He breathed heavily as his body lowered, but he wasn't trying to lower it. His vision began fading in and out, and he tried to desperately hang on. He looked to Mike and saw the tears rolling down his cheeks, then everything faded to darkness.

...

But his eyes, still open through the blackness, were blinded with a bright light and the ghost-like boy stumbled backwards at the abruptness.

His feet touched the ground and he looked down curiously. He took a tentative step forward, surprised in the strength of the movement. He hadn't walked in almost ten years. Sure, he levitated around, but that wasn't the same as standing on two legs.

The boy then began to walk forwards, soon seeing a silhouette of a woman through the brightness and began in a slow jog, building up speed as he built up confidence.

"Marion!" The woman yelled out in excitement and surprise as he slowed to a stop feet in front of her. She had light brown hair pulled up in a ponytail and a white shirt, wearing jeans and no shoes. She quickly brought the shorter boy into a hug, and he smiled as he pulled her tightly to himself, knowing exactly who she was. He'd recognise those dark eyes anywhere, that smile so bright he could see a reflection in a picture.

This was his mother, Marion Afton.

"Mom?" He asked softly and she gave a sob of relief. "Marion, are you- are you okay? Oh my gosh, my baby... I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault... thank you. If anyone should be sorry it's me." Marionette said softly and she only shook her head before grasping his hand. The movement made him think of Mike and he bit his lip to keep from tearing up. "Marion, no. No, it's not at all your fault. How's your life been?" She asked, making Marionette pause and choose his words carefully. He never had met his mother and didn't want the first thing he admitted was being in love with another guy.

"Well... I'm sure you know about me becoming the Puppet and all that..." His mother, who still looked as young as she did when she died, nodded briefly before stilling and letting him continue. "Do you... know about my relationship?" This time she shook her head and guided him to a picnic table, sitting down next to her son and patting his hand.

"Well..." He had no idea what to say and froze, literally. He just looked at her in a panic and she knew what was wrong. She'd known her son would be gay as she watched him as a child. These were things a parent knows. "It's alright son, you can tell me... it's a boy, isn't it?" Mari nodded and gave a slight watery smile.

"Yeah, he's amazing... I love him so much, I can't even begin to explain. And I'm worried about him, I'm worried. He tried to commit suicide already, and I can't let that happen." Even if he wasn't going to be able to be with his lover, he didn't want Mike's life cut short. "It's no fair."

"Marion... don't worry. That's why I'm here. You are very lucky, because you are unlike most. You are able to get back to your body if you want, and if you don't then you can move and be forever nineteen. But I'm guessing you want to get back to your boyfriend... there are two doors at the end of this corridor. There is one that is the gateway back to Earth, and the other one is to get to Heaven. You have as long as possible to decide, but... time passes here normally."

It wasn't like Marionette had a decision at first. Even when thinking about how much time he'd get to catch up with his mother, he could be with his Mike again.

"Thank you so much... I need to get to my Mike as soon as possible. You understand, right Mom?" Marionette asked and Marion nodded, grasping his hand tighter before letting go.

Mari ran as fast as he could down the hall with no walls and practically flung himself into the room on the left, figuring that one was the one back to Earth seeing as it was green and blue and the other one was white and light grey. He then looked at the sign as he was flushed down and his mouth opened in shock. It was a trick.

The sign said 'to Heaven'.

Mike woke up hours later, having had the most terrible nightmare. He found himself on the couch, Marionette sprawled across him and Natalie in a chair next to the couch, awake.

"Hey Natalie, you won't believe the dream I had!" Mike said and was about to tell her about how he'd accidentally resurrected Goldie before noticing her silence and looking down. His purple tear tracks weren't on his face and caused him to immediately choke.

Mike couldn't stop the tears.

"Hey Mike.. it's going to be okay." Natalie tried to soothe, but Mike didn't listen to her and instead, gripping his lifeless Puppet to his chest, walked out of the office.

"I wanna go home." Mike said softly, causing the boys to look up at him. Jeremy quickly nodded. "Let's go Mike, I'll drive you home." Ennard decided he would go with the man, to make sure he was okay and that he wouldn't try to hurt himself. Mike didn't give a coherent answer but followed Jeremy out to his car, silently climbing in the backseat. Jeremy didn't question him and began to drive, Ennard kneeling down on the floor so he wouldn't have to be covered by a blanket.

Jeremy threw a tarp over Ennard to lead him into the house after he stopped the car and parked it in Mike's driveway. Mike clutched Mari to his chest with one arm and dug his keys out with the other, unlocking his door and collapsing on the couch. Moppet pounced up on the couch and curled up against Mike's leg, making him give a small smile and scratched behind her ear softly.

Jeremy guided Ennard into the house and Ennard sat on a different couch, Jeremy deciding he wasn't quite ready to leave Mike alone just yet, even with the amalgam there. He closed the door behind himself and went into the kitchen, knowing Mike needed to eat something. It wouldn't help him physically or emotionally if he tried to starve himself.
He quickly fried up a quesadilla for him and handed it to the man, who let go of Mari's body with one hand to grab the food and nibbled on it, not taking his eyes off of Mari's face. Jeremy was lost for how to help.

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