Lavi: uh, Harms sent us here to tell you he's sorry she hasn't updated in so long.

Kanda: And please forgive her for the last chapter no one wanted to review, she has failed you as a writer.

Allen: She's being a bit hard on herself isn't she? I mean, Bak and Fou are good together!

Lavi: We know. Anyway, she wrote this Allen oneshot to apologise, and it will reference to the stuff in the flash back in chapter 166.

Kanda: she doesn't own us.

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People are like stars.

They appear bright and close together, but really, they are light years apart with nothing but cold, dark space between them.

That's what I used to think as I sat alone on a swing, in the play ground, watching the other children with their loving parents, giving them kisses and hugs, comforting them with their kind words if the fell.

It sickened me.

What if those children had the same deformity I did?

Would their parents be so loving to them then?

Or would they have tossed them out on the street, embarrassed of their own child's appearance.

In the end, people were selfish, only wanting the best things, getting rid of the less then perfect in their search.

The circus is in town, and they sometimes hire me to do odd jobs.

I accept, I need the money to buy food.

The ring master saw my hand, and asked if I would like to be a part of their freak show.

How selfish can you get?

That wasn't the kind of thing you said to a child... Well, not a normal one at least.

That excludes me.

I sometimes talk to one of the performers as I work, a clown named Mana. He seems nice enough I guess, but it's probably just from charity. One day, I told him about the similarities between stars and humans.

Mana laughed.

'Allen, that's an awfully pessimistic view on the world, especially for a kid, you need to lighten up.'

'It's the truth though,' I grumbled, annoyed at his constant attempts to make me smile, 'People are like stars.'

Mana nodded and sat next to me, smiling, and told me something that would change me completely.

'People are like stars, but for a different reason. Each star has their own brightness, and if a star is bright enough, their light can reach the next star, to fill up the black cold space, to cheer the other star up.'

I told Mana that was silly, and he told me I was silly, and then ruffled my hair.

But he'd given me a little hope.

Their own brightness, huh?

I guess that means my parents weren't even stars at all, they were just hunks of cosmic rocks, bashing into planets, destroying all they hit.

The more I thought about it, the more I could see it made sense.

Back then, I had acted poorly towards other people, because they acted poorly to me.

But really, it was the other way around.

Not everyone cared that I had a deformed left arm...

Mana certainly didn't.

And the next time I saw him, I told him, that he was a star.

He told me I was one too, and for the first time in my life, I smiled.

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And by the way, if you guys haven't read chapter 166, Allen used to be brattish and distrustful before he was adopted by mana. Actually before I saw his hand I thought he was a young Kanda...

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