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And if this world won't write me an ending

Who: Monika and you~
Where: in ur device, loving ur bodies (aka wherever you want it to be, seeing as she's mobility challenged)
When: During the event
Rating: PG
Summary: Do you all of a sudden notice a piano and a ~beautiful~ voice? Someone has a lot of songs to sing, and her device is making sure they're heard. Hopefully it doesn't happen while someone's in the shower.
The Story:

Day 1

[ It's like any other day. Annoying. The same. Her prison was in its usual place.

Great.

She doesn't think much of it, because why would she need to? It wasn't even that fun to fix her room back up, because it just meant messing around with code. Everything was back in its place, line by boring line.

Still, she wishes she hadn't been so mean to her piano. It didn't deserve this. Her most prized posession should've been spared her wrath, no matter its lack of realness!

Her feet glide her over to it of their own accord, and she begins to play notes almost before she could even sit.

Piano, you understand me now?
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know, no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong, you see some bad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

[ Monika's fingers still. She blinks rapidly, but she doesn't have much time to think, because she's back at it. ]

You know sometimes, piano, I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And then sometimes, again, it seems that all I have is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

[ She shoves herself away from the piano, thumping down to the floor. Whatever's inside her has yet to quit, because the rest of the song slips out. ]

If I seem edgy
I want you to know
I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I get more than my share
But that's one thing I never mean to do
'Cause I love you

Oh piano, I'm just stupid
Don't you know I have faults like anyone?
Sometimes I find myself alone regretting
Some little foolish thing
Some simple thing that I've done

'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

I try so hard, don't let me be misunderstood
I try so hard, don't let me be misunderstood

[ Monika holds her chest, looking around blankly.

...Huh. ]

Day 2

[ It's worse. It's so much worse today. She can't leave her piano, no matter what she does.

She clenches and unclenches her hands, face twisted up in consternation.

Like, she always loves to practice for the off chance she gets to impress one of her many paramours, but at the moment, it's all that's on her mind. The compulsion is so much stronger than it was on Friday, and it's indescribable. And no matter how many songs she keeps trying to play, anything but the one she wants to focus on, she keeps coming back to it.

She taps out the opening chords of her most special song for the tenth time in a row. It's becoming a maddening loop of pure love. ]

Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you--

[ She slams her fingers on the keys, blaring out a discordant mishmash of notes. Monika bites down on her lower lip to squelch the next line, her brow furrowed. No! She can't!

...But. There are so many people she wants to share the song with. So many who would appreciate it, even if it was meant for a certain person. She'd put her heart into it, so that made it special. And why should she hold it in when so many people deserved to hear it? There were so many words inside of her, aching to be free!

And so many people who needed her love.

Her fingers walked across the keys, taking a winding journey back to her song. It was all she could do with the passion threatening to explode out of her chest like some demented monster.

Maybe, just maybe, it was best for her to let it free, along with all the other songs floating around her head. ]

Day 3

[ She wasn't real. She wasn't real. Never was. Never would be.

And no one would ever love her, no matter what she did.

It was all a game she'd never win.

Monika's shifted from her piano to her bed, staring at nothing. No matter how hard she tried to deny it, she always came back to the truth, the truth of who she was. Nothing. Just pixels on a screen.

Never real.

Never loved.

What was the point of trying anymore? No matter what she did, no one ever seemed to care. They'd give her strange looks, or they'd pull away, or the worst, humor her with no intention of returning any feelings. It had to be bad, wanting things so much. This had to be punishment for what she'd done to her friends, for trying to defy fate.

She stared up at the ceiling, clutching her sheets at the illusion around her, on her, in her.

She'd never escape, never be normal, never be loved.

And she deserved it. ]

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[Events like this always took a toll on everyone. Everything people wanted to keep a secret, locked away in the darkest parts of the soul or mind, were all pulled out into the light thanks to Wonderland. It was cruel, to say the least, and it also wasn't fair. This wasn't by choice, but then again... he couldn't help but wonder too if it was supposed to be good for them. But what a way to go about it.

Hoping it was all right, Minato sent her a video message. He hadn't been singing. Just yet. That may change. But right now, he was just worried about her.]

Monika?

[He didn't want to ask if she were okay or if everything was all right. It didn't look like it all.]

[ Monika doesn't respond immediately. In fact, it almost seems like she won't say anything. Eventually, however, she stirs and glances at the screen.

Normally, she'd feel her heart jump at the sight of him.

Her chest remains empty, an echoing void. ]

Minato.

[ She goes back to focusing on nothing. Just like who she is. Nothing. If he knew that, he wouldn't even bother talking to her. No one would. ]

You should probably go back to what you were doing.

[Minato shook his head. These past few days have put her through so much, it was like she wasn't given enough time to recover from the last thing before something else came crashing down on or into her.]

Nothing's more important than seeing if you need help.

[Or someone to talk to.]

You don't have to be alone right now.

[ Without warning, she begins to laugh. It's a low, disturbing kind of laughter. Something about the word "alone" has unhinged her. Probably because it's the one word she knows best. ]

Alone? Don't you get it? I'm always a҉̪̦̗͉͈ļ̴̪̫̥̤̫̬͢o̷̷̮̱̲͓n̢̹̳̼̘͖̱͉͠ę̣̻͉͢͡.

[ Static clouds the feed for a few seconds after she says the last word, and when it clears, she's standing uncomfortably close to the screen. She's not laughing this time. ]

Alone at home. Alone here. Alone forever. It's just how things were meant to be.

[ She breathes out and smirks. ] This kind of poetic justice is almost beautiful in its thoroughness~

[Minato heard that static and he hadn't heard that before over the network. He listened to everything she had to say, slowly now coming to understand her.]

Why do you think you deserve it?

[Because why would anyone deserve to be alone? When she said poetic justice, it sounded like it was meant to be.]

Isn't it obvious? All the things I've done, the people I've hurt? Pff, not that they were real.

[ Her eyes shut momentarily. It feels like she's getting weighed down with all her thoughts, all her scattered memories, all the ghosts of her past and present. Why fight it, though? They were always there, and it was so tiring to pretend they didn't exist. ]

I mean, look at you. [ She laughs humorlessly. ] You're playing with my heart, just like everyone else does. Because I dared to love you. Because I dared to want love. Then again, who'd want to love a fantasy? No one who's mentally stable, at least.

Maybe I could change that, though~ [ This time, her laugh is as cute as it is demented. ] I could find a way to bring you in here and fix everything, then it'd be so much easier for me!

[Oh. So that's what she had been upset or unhappy about, or one of the reasons, at least. Again he had most likely assumed too much, that he knew enough about her or anyone else and how to approach or act around them; people were much more complex than that. And he should have known better. Things here weren't as easy as they were at home, not that it had been easy then.]

I'm sorry if I hurt you.

[He hadn't been playing at all, but perhaps the rules were different, the framework of the game not the same. He meant it when he said he'd hold onto her for her, to have her remember that whoever she was, it was okay. To him, it was.

He sat up a little straighter, bringing his communicating device closer to him. It wasn't to create distance but to close it if he could, bringing all of his focus even more so on her. He couldn't lose her now.]

But... In where?

[There was something, something he hadn't seen or hadn't known, so much more to her that was only now starting to show itself more through the surface. If he could help her fix it, he would, but what would that even mean based on what she had said?]

[ She spreads her arms in a welcome, gesturing to her room. ] My personal, neverending hell.

See, if you were here, I could probably edit your files so easily. I'm so good at it now~ Because it's the only way I'm going to ever be loved.

[ Her hand slams against the screen. The static is stronger this time. ] Then you wouldn't have to be sorry. I'd fix it right up, and you'd love me forever. And I wouldn't have to be alone. Then maybe...maybe I could finally feel real.

[ A wide grin overtakes her face. It's getting so much easier to give in to the anger, the madness. ] And I'll finally be happy.

[He had a much better idea now of everything she had said before to him or why she said the way she had. But then how to fix it? It was harder than he thought it would be, something he hadn't encountered before, though somehow it sounded familiar, what with files and editing and not being quite real.]

But you are real.

[He tapped on the device once and ran his fingers across it, thinking about that static and thinking thought back to the carnival when she... She had a body. But that didn't make her any more or less of who she was. His fingers brushed across the screen too, like he were brushing her hair away from her eyes.]

I like you for you no matter who or what you are. It might not be much or exactly what you're looking for. But it is how I feel and I'm glad that I met you.

[He again wished that he could do more for her and would do his best to somehow fix it to the best of his abilities, as limited as they were.]

[ Monika jerks away from the screen and her grin disappears. Then she's suddenly shaking her head, her brow tight. ] No.

[ That goes against everything she's ever known, what little that is. She shakes her head harder. ]

You're just giving me platitudes. What good's that gonna do? At the end of the day, you're real and physical and you have someone that loves you and...

[ She sinks to her knees, chuckling sadly. ] I'm nothing but lines of code.

[ It's not really a confession or a plea for sympathy. It's the truth. So why keep denying it? ]

[Minato couldn't deny that he got to live some kind of life here at all. He was grateful for it, as cruel as Wonderland could be to others.]

It's really more than I deserve.

[Because who was he, really, in the grand scheme of things. He just lucked out somehow through no fault or doing of his own and he could see that it looked so unfair to someone else who worked so hard to just be alive, really alive.]

You're Monika, and that's something no one should be able to take away from you, code or flesh or not. How I feel about you won't change and what we have between us won't either.

[It wasn't love in the sense that she might have wanted. But it was a sort of affection, a friendship, that link that connected them and had just between the two of them. He wished that she could be happy too without having to be entirely dependent on the notion of love, so much so that if she couldn't get it that she retreated to the opposite spectrum and felt alone.]

[ She holds her temples. A faint overlay of static creeps onto the edges the screen. ] No one's ever given me anything. My own game didn't even give me an ending! I had to make one!

Half the time I don't even know who the hell I am. [ She laughs through a sniffle. ] I couldn't even get a decent backstory! Do you know what it feels like to not even know what your parents look like? To not even know if you had any? I...I don't even know half of what I did a month before I left.

How much more unreal can you get?

[Minato didn't know how much more he could convince her and plus everything she said was true, or so he took at face value. She was in the device, stuck as pixels across a screen, but sentient, and how could he truly understand.]

Now that you're here, is there time to find out who you are?

[Here in this place where she couldn't be erased or rewritten by some other means, events notwithstanding since everyone was susceptible to those.]

Or would you rather have been permanently deleted?

I thought about it a lot, deleting myself. I had plenty of time to think back home, ahaha. It was kind of my last resort. Then I found someone to make life better and...now I'm here. Dealing with the same crap all over again. Guess the only bright side is that I don't have to worry about getting thrown into the void.

Still, I just... [ The static creeps further. ] How can I find out more? This stuff wasn't written for me. I can't just pull memories out of thin air. And even if I could, who'd want to help me work through that?

[ Her eyes shut tightly. ] It's too much. I can't.

[Minato knew that static was not a good thing, not for her, not for anyone.]

Is it just that you think you'll be happy if someone loves you or you love someone?

[It had to be more complicated and deeper than that.]

If you're here, you've already created memories that you cherish and you're not alone. I don't want you to be deleted,, so I hope that one day, you can like yourself as much as I like you.

I know I would. If someone loved me, then something about me must be real.

[ Her eyes open. Hearing she's liked...haha. It feels like knives in her chest. What's being liked when she could be loved? What's all the rest matter?

A tear runs down her cheek. Deletion would be welcome right now. ]

But that's it, isn't it? People always only like me.

[ Monika raises her head to the ceiling, and the static takes over completely. ]

[That was... alarming, to say the least. Minato blinked, holding onto the device tighter.]

Monika?

[As it was his first time seeing that happen this event, he didn't know if it were from that or from her programming itself, something she did to make this happen. He shook his head and something about this moment made him sing, still not knowing if it would come across to her, if it made any sense at all, but it was all he could do.]

There might be rain that falls for a while
And white clouds that pass overnight
When they meet the wind, they blow away
No one can have them back as nothing is forever

But for you who has passed by in this moment
And everything about you that has changed overnight
I've never forgotten any of it
Like it's become a part of my heart

We may have never loved each other, we may have only been weak
It has all passed by and won't ever come back
But it did leave me with an everlasting impression
That only the rain and sky can understand

Under a tree without any shade
With its branches not very high up at all
Yet its roots penetrate deep into the earth, deep into my heart
Filled with so much meaning up to now and into forever

[When that ended or somehow did, he stayed with her for as long as she would be there.]

[ The static on her screen undulates, pulses like roiling fog. Her blank face comes through every now and then. There's no immediate reaction.

If she were in her right mind, that song definitely would've touched her. Even if Minato would never love her in the way she wanted, words like that would've warmed her heart to the idea of being cared for. Then perhaps she could learn that love isn't always necessary--at least not the romantic kind.

However, in one of the moments that she shows through the static, it's obvious that's not the situation right now. Her fists are balled up, her body rigid. ]

Not real.

[But all of this was real. She was real no matter what she thought or what other people thought or what this place thought. Those two words she said were enough to make him want to respond, but what came out instead was another song, wherever it had come from.]

He came in quietly
He slowly took away the silence
It's just that the last promise
Still hasn't taken away the loneliness

Our love wasn't a mistake
It's just that the beautiful one-man show is torturous
She said "it doesn't matter"
And as long as the night repeats over and over, there's focus

Until the sky becomes dark, the fireworks won't be perfect
The memories completely burned to ashes still can't wait until the end
The "it doesn't matter" she once said
I fear day after day, it'll be forgotten

Until the sky becomes dark, the flower buds don't dare to wither
The green leaves are following the feeling of unleashed pain
From now on, I will no longer fear the morning
I think I will only fear waking up

[He still hadn't taken his eyes off the screen, taking in the static before him and hoping to catch her for real.]

You're real to me because you're in my life.

[There really wasn't any other way to put it. She had given him meaning too just for existing and being a part of his existence.]

[ Monika her blank face appears through the static as it clears momentarily. Her shoulders are hunched, her fists balled in her lap. She almost seems...receptive.

However, her hands soon grasp her skirt tightly. Her posture gets rigid. A faint overlay of red stains the static as she mumbles out the first line of her most precious song, a stark dichotomy to the haunting images that have come up. ]

Every day...I imagine a future where I can be with you...

[Minato watched and listened. He hoped that by watching it would reassure her that he wasn't going anywhere, that she could see that he was there. And he was listening, having clearly heard her sing the line of that song.

He wished there was more he could do for her though. She never asked to exist and now that she did, her existence was so unfair. He knew that she wanted to be with him, but it couldn't be the way she wanted. He had to respond in kind, thus singing again to her:]

Don't let me hold you back
From here, it won't be much farther for you to reach your dreams
Don't drown here with me
From here on, if you don't have me, it should be better

And so today, I've walked alongside you to send you off
With my eyes filled with tears I've walked alongside you to send you away
For you to find a much better path
While I'll stay and wait and watch you from here

And... all you're seeing is that dust has gotten in my eyes
I'm not crying...
Please don't look back at me, please don't be concerned about me being heartbroken
The time that we loved each other, for as good as it was
Please don't worry, I'm all right
All I ask is to wish you well on that better path that belongs to you

We both know, we know... that I'm not enough for you
I'm not enough for you to give you the happiness you want
You should have a chance to find that better path
Tomorrow I know you'll find someone so much better

All I ask is to wish you well on the better path that belongs to you
I hope that you get to have all of your dreams come true
I'm not enough to take you there
So I have to set you free... It's all right, please don't worry

And... all you're seeing is that dust has gotten in my eyes
I'm not crying...
Please don't look back at me, please don't be concerned about me being heartbroken
The time that we loved each other, for as good as it was
Please don't worry, I'm all right
All I ask is to wish you well on that better path that belongs to you...

[ Her fists shake. For the briefest of seconds, the static nearly clears, but then it's back in full force. The red gets stronger, the hiss of static louder.

Monika clutches her head. ]

Every day. Not real. Alone.

[ She weakly hums a few notes of her song again before she pushes up off the floor and drops her hands to her sides. One step. Two steps. Then she's abruptly directly in front of the screen, her blank face unmoving.

After another moment, she cries out and slams her fists into the screen, over and over. There's a faint scream, then the feed goes black.

She's lost. ]

[There wasn't anymore Minato could do here. He wasn't exactly surprised that she had react in that way since it couldn't have been easy to hear, but she had to hear it. He hadn't wanted to hurt her, but it was inevitable, and he could only wish again that there was more he could do for her.

He would have to talk to her soon enough after this. He knew where she would be, he hoped, and they would have to slowly work things out. Together, since that was best.]

Wendy hasn't found herself singing, having reconciled herself to being in Wonderland without her family. Yet she's seeing troubles with others as she makes her way through the mansion. Trying to keep her thought straight, she had headed out to the lake and was lounging there when she realized someone is singing on her device.

Rolling over onto her stomach, she pulled the device closer, listening, her head canting curiously.

As the song ends, she considers if she should say something or not. In the end, it's Wendy and she forges forward.

"Uhmmm, hi. You okay?"

Oh crap.

Monika scrambled to her feet now that realized she had an audience. That...was not cool. She just sang to her friggin' piano! There were much better objects of affection than a piano!!

However, she was feeling a little less inclined to make music, which was a relief. But seriously, where had that come from?

"Um, hi!" she uttered sheepishly, and carefully put the fallboard over the piano keys so that weird, random sensation would take that as a hint that she should not be singing right now. "Sorry you had to see that!"

These stupid devices. UGH.

"Speaking of," she said casually, twirling some of her hair, "how much of that did you see?"

Her a cappella skills definitely weren't up to par yet. Urk. Anyone who heard that would immediately fall out of love!

"Naw. No worries. Everyone's doing it," she admits with a grin. "So much worse, and your voice was nice so there's that."

Which for Wendy is all there is to worry about. She didn't embarrass herself, so that's a good thing. At least not so far.

"Uhmmm, mostly I just heard things? I was looking at something else and then I heard you and I was, well, nosy," she admits, offering a small smile. "So no worries. Besides, no one can blame you for Wonderland."

Monika smiled. A compliment! "Thank you! That means a lot!"

As always, anyone telling her nice things about herself made her feel warm inside. Or anyone showing interest in her. Or anyone being nice to her in general, basically. So of course she lifted the fallboard and sat in front of the piano so she could involuntarily sing her feelings again. Because with Monika, being nice always meant instant attraction.

Tell me what you want
What you like
It's okay
I'm a little curious, too
Tell me if it's wrong
If it's right
I don't care
I can keep a secret, could you?

Monika abruptly stopped and pressed her lips together. She normally preferred a lot more preparation for something of this manner, since she liked for her declarations of love to be special. This was going to be a long day, wasn't it?

"Ahaha, yeah. No one can blame me a-at all!" The words came out strained, mostly because she felt the next verse coming like a tidal wave. Yep, yep, yep. Long day.

"You're totally welcome. If this place is going to mess with us, least you're not embarrassing yourself or anything."

It's not in Wendy to think to say things she didn't believe, knowing how bad this would be if she starting singing much. Or even at all.

Grinning when Monika starts singing again, paying more attention this time and enjoying it. She nods though at the words that come after though, in a much rougher tone, she shakes her head.

"Not. At. All. And my secret? I am glad I haven't started singing yet. It would end up sounding like a hoarse cat trying to imitate a duck after it fell down a well."

Okay, but. This was important. She had to know that they were on the same page. In a, you know, totally normal, not-at-all-romantic way.

And so the song continued.

Got my mind on your body and your body on my mind
Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a biiite

She winked at that last line. Oh, boy.

Don't tell your mother
Kiss one another
Die for each other
We're cool for the summer~

Monika stopped the song again, an eyebrow raised. Wow. This song was more intense than she thought it'd be. But really, who honestly wouldn't immediately die for another person? It's just common sense! She proved that when Adachi killed her! Souji hadn't taken it well, but she knew deep down in her heart he appreciated it!

So how could this be any different?

In truth, at first, Wendy is just humming along. It's easy to get caught up in the musical nature of this place and the rhythm that is going on around them. So it's a moment before she truly catches onto the lyrics. Right about the time of the wink.

Wendy blinks at that, brows arching as her eyes go a bit wide in that moment. For a moment her mouth forms an "o" that matches the roundness of her eyes. But then she smiles. She can't help but be touched that someone is singing such lyrics to her.

"Oh. Oh well... Uhmmm..." Her cheeks flush, a bit flustered and it shows. "Well, no one should die for someone. Not even here."

Because that's her take away from it all. Someone has already died for her.

"No one should die. Not for me. Also, uhmmmm, well, thank you. You're sweet."

Monika laughed with a big grin. "Don't worry. I don't mind dying if it's for a good cause~"

(This was a totally normal thing to say, of course.)

It seemed like she could take a second to breathe, at least, since she wasn't feeling the tug to sing in her throat at the moment. Which was good! It gave her time to appreciate a compliment, her lifeblood.

"And you're welcome!" she crooned, and gave another wink. "I love to make people happy!"

Her smile faded slowly, however. There might be an issue here. It always seemed like an issue for her, one that always came up at inconvenient times. No, she's not worried about potentially dealing with someone who's not into women. There's something more important.

"Just curious, though. Um. Are you single?"

Better to know now so she could plan out how this would go. Loving people in secret could be so draining sometimes, but! She was always willing.

"Oh. Well... I mean..." Wendy stops then, thinking back to one of her first events. "I guess I can see that. Someone died for me once, and I hated he died but he was amazing in doing that for someone else, you know?"

And no matter how long she was in Wonderland, she would never forget that and what he had done. Even if Wendy is learning that she has to let it go. Remember him, not obsess over him.

"That probably helps a lot around here. It's kind of weird, you know? How everyone is so nice here. Not that I mind," she assures her. "But not like it was back home. Not at all."

And not even how she is used to others being, though it was better around Gravity Falls... not counting the religious icons, killer gnomes, and zombies.

Wendy blinks at that, looking a bit surprised but she smiles after a moment, shaking her head. "Nope. Well, I mean, it totally hit me there's this guy that I was dating who I really never broke up with so I guess we're probably still dating even though that's been like a year, and probably like five guys and he's moved on right? I guess he has, but I was kind of dating someone before I came to Wonderland but if I end up here as long as Dipper and Mabel have, I'm not sure I'm going to count us as still dating. Would you?"

Monika's eyes lit up. "How romantic! The idea that someone would die for you?" She sighed happily, clasping her hands together. She was so glad she could meet someone that got to witness such a selfless act. "I'm so jealous!"

She sunk into a silence, imagining some of her love interests doing the same for her. She wouldn't even know how to react, she'd be so touched. And the idea that she'd get to comfort them afterwards? Gosh, she almost wishes one of them would die.

Er, wait. No. Death isn't good. Mostly?

Wendy's words soon caught up to her, however, and thoughts of death slipped from her head. Goddammit. She could never find single people! Sure, maybe this "relationship" seemed up in the air, but she could get the implications. Then her eyebrow raised at a thought. She tapped her lips as she considered how to word her next statement.

"Well," she began, keeping her tone casual, "even though you were dating someone back home, would it really count here? They don't even know you're gone. You're free to do whatever you want here, right?"

Hint hint: that meant dating Monika for eternity. No biggie, though.

"And isn't there some sort to statute of limitations on relationships? Like, if you haven't talked or dated in a certain amount of time, it basically equals a breakup!"

~*Logic!*~

Wendy blinks at that, not ever having thought of Bucky's death as romantic. For a moment she worries at her bottom lip, glancing downward and then back up at the device. "I guess, maybe. He didn't know me. He just did the right thing, you know? Then I had to tell this guy that he was sorry and he loved him. I admit, I never want it to happen again. He left right after that and I think about it all the time."

Which maybe all of that was romantic too. Wendy wasn't good with romance or identifying those things.

Wendy couldn't help but kind of smile at that, chuckling as she shrugs. "I'm not even sure it counts back in Gravity Falls," she admits. It's something that came up before but she hasn't really worried about it. "Not like he's texted me or anything either, right? Boys though," she says, rolling her eyes, glad to shake off the melancholy that settled over her when she talks about Bucky.

"Dude, is there? That would make sense, right? I mean, if neither party even texts or anything, what is it really?"

She really is on the page with Monika on this.

"Yeah, exactly!" Monika exclaimed enthusiastically with a small pump of her fists. She was getting through! All other thoughts of dying people and maybe/maybe not boyfriends flew out of her mind. There's a song to continue!

Besides, more music would really seal the deal, wouldn't it? Back to it, then!

Take me down into your paradise
Don't be scared 'cause I'm your body type
Just something that we wanna try
'Cause you and I
We're cool for the summer!

At this point, Monika was really getting into it. Was she...subtly sticking her chest out more? Yeah, she was. Even if it was making it harder to play her piano, it was worth it.

Tell me if I won
If I did
What's my prize?
I just wanna play with you, too
Even if they judge
Fuck it
I'll do the time
I just wanna have some fun with you

Got my mind on your body and your body on my mind
Got a taste for the cherry, I just need to take a bite...

And it was at that point that she winked and blew a kiss. Who needs potential relationships when there's a ready and willing ~~digital~~ girlfriend fully available? Monika bit her lower lip, going for the sexiest, flirty pout she could manage.

She cooed, "Just forget about them! I'd be so much more loyal!"

Never let it be said that Wendy is always the quickest. She's great if you need someone to rush in during combat, and definitely someone who will be there for you no matter how bad things got. Always right there on the upswing when things got emotional? Okay, maybe not so much.

But she's attentive, watching Monika and listening to the song. And it's obvious with time that she's actually catching on. Maybe even a moment or two before that wink and kiss.

Blinking, staring at her device with wide eyes.

"Whoa whoa. Dude. Wait, seriously? Are you asking me out?" Not that she sounds upset, just a bit confused and trying to make sure she's actually right about this and not acting like an idiot. NO more so than taking that long to get it, and still not being sure.

"Me? Dude, really?

She's dated. A lot. Never a girl though, and hadn't thought about it. Not until that moment.

Monika laughed with a shrug. "Well, yeah! Why wouldn't I be? Don't sell yourself so short~"

She figured it was obvious, honestly. There weren't many people she'd sing a song like this to. It would take her at least four hands worth of fingers to count that special number of people!

"I mean, I know it might take a little thought," she reasoned, nodding slightly, "but I can be patient, ahaha!"

Besides, she already knew how she felt. She was in love, so that was all that mattered!

"Take as much time as you need! I'm always here!" Monika laughs, somewhat sheepishly. "I just hope the next time I sing to you, it won't be so forced. I like writing my own songs way more."

Doesn't that make it seem like she's already made a choice for Wendy? Eh...

She laughs again, flicking that thought away. "I'm Monika, by the way! I would've said so sooner, but um. Yeah! Ahaha!"

Gosh, this was going so well already. What a perfect girlfriend!

"Well... I mean... No girl ever has."

Which for her is just about it. It's not bad, just not ever had it happen. And if the expression on Wendy's face is any indication, she's a bit delighted by what is happening.

"It's new, I can say that, and odd you're the first person to even ask me out here. Which is weird. I mean, back home there's been a few guys and Robbie and..." And not mentioning Dipper. She knows his life here is different and their life there is whatever it is and he's too young for her there anyways.

"Oh?" Wendy perks up at that. "You would sing to me again? Not because of Wonderland?" Okay, she's never been serenaded before. Wendy really likes the idea of that.More than maybe she should have.

"Right. Right. Names. Gotcha. I'm Wendy, and it's a pleasure, Monika. Are you new? I mean, I haven't been here that long but I have been trying to meet everyone my age, you know? Sucks we've missed one another before this."

Monika's face lit up. Did she really have the honor of being the first to ask in so many amazing ways? Eee! If it weren't for the random bouts of singing, this would probably be the best day ever. You know, after all the other best days she's had in Wonderland.

Well, the song had something right, at least. She was definitely enjoying some cherries. Gross, but. You know, if the shoe fit.

"I got here, um...back in January, I think?" She looked surprised at that. It still felt like it was yesterday. "I guess we just never crossed paths!"

Probably because she couldn't move, but that's not important.

Monika smiled. "A-Anyway, yeah! I'd love to sing to you again! I'm not sure when that'll be, but I'll make sure whatever it is is really special!"

Speaking of, she felt another song bubbling up in her throat again. Monika swallowed hard, trying to keep it down.

"For right now, I should...probably go. I have no clue what I'm about to sing and I've embarrassed myself enough already."

"Obviously we both need to be more active then," Wendy says, nodding and meaning it. "I know I've spent a lot of time in stables and at the range, but I totally need to spend more time in the teen center and stuff. Do you ever go there?"

Wendy should spend more time in the bowling center. If only because she did volunteer to help out with it and she should probably keep up with that.

"Whenever works. I'm like always around. I hate spending time alone in my room at night anyways. Missing my family, you know? So I can always be found," she says, if she needs to be found.

"You totally didn't, but all cool. I should probably get to the stables anyways. It's really cool meeting you though, Monika."

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those songs are so pretty ;~;

aw, i'm glad you like them! ;o;

i love them so much sobbb

same <3

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