what nots
Life is a strange thing. Constants remain, constants change. Life holds on to many wonders yet holds to the lesser.
The good, the bad.
The silly, the serious.
The redeemable, the unredeemable.
Life is strange.
People live to live, live for the life they want, live for the circumstances.
By their own accords or not.
Things as free will serve to be held at the top of moral standards, one can't simply deny others that. It's wrong. Yet by doing so, they deny the suppressor of their free will as well.
The act of suppressing some is in the line of desire, the act of wanting to do something. It be bad or good, it's an act of acting on their rights to free will.
There is no real free will.
Morals limit the world of being perfect.
Morals stop the world of being something fun, a world full of fun of any matter.
That's what a certain woman thought.
A woman deprived of love, no mother to show how to love, how to laugh, how to cry, and how to be right.
Ultimately she fell victim to her lack of understanding, forming a sense that craved belonging that lead her to the path of seeking entertainment to forget the crave.
In those escapades, she did things that lacked recognition of her actions, including acts on herself.
Yet she was the victim of the world. Many despised her.
Hated her.
Feared her.
Disliked her.
All for her acting on her free will,
"every one loved it. So what's the problem of I do it?"
They oppressed her free will, they attacked her.
She was a victim.
A victim that fought back at her oppressors.
Right and wrong hurt free will.
And when the world changed and changed and changed, being painted over by new slates.
She continued to act on her free will.
Letting her crave of belonging to be forgotten, buried away and unknowingly growing by the passing of time.
Till it took her over.
But she was saved.
Her mind filled with something else.
Love.
Love for a certain boy.
He showed her how to love by not his words but his actions.
Accepting the wants of her life, learning to stand by a moral standard.
But she did not give up herself, she still lived for entertainment, at be toned down, being her self.
With moral standings come responsibility for ones actions and she's done a lot of things that she wants to correct.
And one of those things is the group her other half had created.
She couldn't do anything for the dead ones but she could do something with the one she knows is still alive.
"It should be a crime to build such a contraption~~!" Fae who is trying to win a prize from a crane machine tried not show her growing frustration at the rage inducing money grabbing machine.
"Give me that falcon~~"
The claw of the of the machine dropped down to the countless stuffed animals. The claw weakly chomped down on the falcon, it began to raise up. It stopped cussing it to wiggle, almost dropping the precious bird.
"Come on, come~~"
Fae to say the least was excited to see her suffering coming to an end. Just when the claw dropped the falcon. It dropped at just the right angle to bounce on the rims of the hole. The falcon bounced back to the other animals.
"This game is about to make me do something immoral~"
Kamijou who had been standing next to the machine was holding on to many bags, some were on the floor, let out a sigh. He had been at home relaxing, which he thought was unusual, he was right. Fae appeared out of nowhere and dragged him for a "date" around the city.
He had been forced to be a carrier for Fae, dragging him around for the past hours to different places and luxury brand stores.
He was a mule for her items.
"Please don't." He was scared she would actually do it.
She squeezed the joystick, that she was using to control the claw, so hard that it broke right in her hand. Looking down at it she felt her anger disappear. A smile formed on her face.
She tossed the joystick aside and looked at Kamijou with a little desire.
"Maybe you should help me calm down~~"
Kamijou felt as though he should leave right then and there.
"And how would I do that?" He did not want to give her a reaction as to not give her what she wanted.
"By doing some extracurricular activities~~" She got Close to Kamijou, putting on of her hands on his chest. He was startled by her physical contact, some of the bags he was holding on to slipped from his grip hitting the ground.
"I-I think we already did some b-by running around for the past hours!" He tried his best to avoid eye contact.
"Hehe." She retreated her hand and backed away.
"Pick them bags up, let's go home~!"
Kamijou was glad to hear this torture tactic was coming to an end.
The ride home was not fun for Kamijou, Fae kept on making certain "jokes."
When they got home he was forced to take almost all her bags up. Almost all was an overstatement, Fae had "helped" him by taking one bag off his hands.
"Aren't I the best~?"
Kamijou haven had the worst "date" of his life was annoyed at her. He dropped her things next to the bed. Space was running out.
"No, your the greatest."
He was tired, sleep called for his name.
"Don't be mean! Let me treat you real nice~~!"
"Human, can you kick her out?"
Another voice filled the room. It was Orthrnes, she sat at her small table. She was clearly mad at Kamijou for letting this woman become a freeloader, even though she was one herself.
"No! That would be horrible." He replied.
"I too don't like her!" Index appeared out of nowhere, the two other freeloaders were now teaming up on Fae. It goes to show how much trouble she can is.
"I feel like I'm being stoned~!" Fae didn't care for their comments, she lived off their words.
Kamijou sighed, option to go to sleep, letting them "talk" away.
He need the sleep, he was bound to get dragged into something he need his sleep. Plus school was starting back up, he hoped to not miss out on the first day back.
Closing his eyes was the best feeling ever, [did I make food?]
He couldn't answer himself, he was too tired.
Night fell.
The dark was the perfect time to act on things normally wouldn't be done in daylight.
Sexual tension being pleased, crimes in acted, and most of all spying on someone.
Stalking the pry at their weakest moments.
Fae roamed the streets having just cooked for Index and Orthrnes. She would had begun to cook when Kamijou couldn't, she loved to see him relax. This was one thing Index liked about her, Orthrnes's dislike like of Fae was uncalled for and she knew that, but she liked how she cared for Kamijou.
Fae can be a kind person when she wanted to, her love of mischief was far too greater.
Yet something had developed to stunt her mischief.
Her pry—used to be pry, Lez.
Fae walked to clear her mind of what to do with her. Having manipulated her and the others, she wanted to fix her mistakes.
"Night time really is the best time~" She looked up at the bright moon with a small smile.
The cold air had no affect on her, her choice of attire was rather unexpected. Having on a long black skirt with a greenish shirt. Nothing of warmth to spot.
She sat down at a bench she found.
"Falcon, where are you?" She closed her eyes.
She could see a town, Falcon flew over the sky looking down toward it.
He went down to a house, looking for something. When he did find what he was after he went to another house and so on till he found it.
Lez.
She sat under a tree.
"They you are sweetheart~"
Fae's pry was Lez.
The dark night sky made it hard to see, "get closer Falcons~"
He moved closer to Lez, perching on the tree Lez sat under.
Lez caught the bird's movements.
"OMG LEAVE ME ALONE YOU STINKING BIRD!" She yelled, angrily pointing at the bird.
Falcon tilled his head.
Lez stood up and stared it down.
"Is one pice of chicken enough for you to start following me?!l
Falcons having heard chicken flew down to Lez with eagerness, land on her shoulder.
"Ahhh! Watch them claws stupid bird!" It was clear it was not the first time this has happened.
Fae who had been watching was annoyed by Falcons disobedience.
Yet His disobedience put a smile on her face. She looked to see Lez showing emotions.
"Humph! Fine I'll let you stay with me" Lez sat back down at the base of the tree. Falcon stayed on her shoulder till Lez crossed her legs. He flew down between her crossed legs and fit himself down. Her legs became his makeshift nest.
"I really do have to find this girl~"
Fae had been spying on her for sometime, looking to track her down. It was not easy, she moved on a constant basis never staying at the same place twice.
Fae hated how she slept anywhere, it was not good for a young girl like her.
"Guess it's time for me to make my move~"
She opened her eyes and sat up.
"I'm sure the children at the orphanage won't be sad if I miss some days~"
Fae had set her mind to track down Lez and fix her mistakes.
End.
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Say what ya want to say.
Ok! This is a story that will close things off!… I think
Once again I don't do grammar and spelling corrections!
I think it's time to stop saying that.
Yeah probably! Still can't write characters correctly
Was her name Lez?
Idk I don't reread my stories