Moonlight
Moonlight:
C-Come on, aunt. Get u-up...
Red was on the floor of the bathroom barely showing signs of conscience. The dark hair paint was starting to fade and she looked more like her twin, my mother, as ever before. I was about to leave the bathroom when Aunt Green got inside and closed the door.
Moonlight:
Uh… W-We’re s-still here.
Green:
Oh, you’re stuttering again, are you?
I glared at her.
Moonlight:
What about it?
Green:
I thought that, since you told everyone you were faking that you’d just stop that.
Moonlight:
I don’t do it for the world, aunt. I do it for me. It’s not just the stuttering, it’s… it’s Moonlight, being that person makes me feel better, makes me feel safe against myself…
My aunt chuckled.
Green:
Really? You’re weird.
Moonlight:
Weird?
I punched the wall at my side, I could feel the tears running down my cheeks.
Moonlight:
WEIRD?! Of course I’m fucking weird! Have you seen this dysfunctional family? And all of this… you think it’s funny? I hate myself! I hate who I am! And it’s all YOUR fault!
My aunt looked at my eyes with fear and regret… something I don’t think I had ever seen in her happy go lucky face.
Green:
S-sorry.
She opened the door and left quickly before I had time to apologise for the stupid words I said.
It’s not that it wasn’t true… but I know my aunt always tried to do the best for me, in her stupid ways.
I looked at Red, who was still on the floor before leaving the bathroom. Carnival was waiting for me with a piece of cake.
Carnival:
‘Sup MurderBruce Springsteen?
I grabbed the cake and forced a smile.
Moonlight:
D-Don’t let Aurora l-l-listen to that horrible, horrible joke. Happy 24th C-Carny.
Carnival:
Thank you! I’m aiming for at least more twenty four of these! Are you ready for Gaia, by the way?
I sigh and nodded. I had to be, right? The dream match… I was getting tired of it, to be honest. For once, couldn’t I just stay in bed? But I guess we still had things to settle… But would my life and Gaia ever stop being interconnected?
Moonlight:
Yeah. I a-am. She i-isn’t stronger t-t-than me!
Carnival:
Damn right, she isn’t! You got them sexy strong muscles! I wish I was like you!
Moonlight:
Y-you do?
Carnival:
Yeah, and so does Rory, she’d love to be you. You’re lucky. We’re stuck with weaker bodies.
Moonlight:
I’d t-trade with you e-easily…
Carnival:
Eh… don’t, momma Pink always said to enjoy what you have!
Of course, aunt Pink has two disabled kids, another one who is albino, Carnival, a dead husband and dementia… but I guess I can kind a see what she would mean… She does seem to enjoy her life when she’s sane…
Moonlight:
Y-you seen a-a-aunt Green?
Carnival:
Yup, I think she went home, why?
Moonlight:
I need to apologise.