ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@embellishedBookworm You had a sister. Oh, sure, you have a sister, but you don't know her very well. But you had a sister. You learned she was your sister on your 13th birthday. You found yourself on a gold alien warship on a journey between universes. A three year journey, just you, Jade, Davesprite, and the consorts and carapaces. There were good times, like how you instituted breakfast, no matter how things were going, you made breakfast for the other two. It didn't matter if you weren't talking, you still all had breakfast together, even if Dave didn't really need to eat. There were also bad times, like how Dave and Jade hooking up made you the 3rd wheel and managed to make you feel more alone than you already were. But she was your sister. You were silly together. You fought, you played, you loved, you hated. And she died. She died and you had to make it better. Terezi gave you directions. If Vriska lived, everything would be okay. But when you stepped into the fixed life, you learned the cost of saving Vriska. You lost your sister. She'd spent the 3 year journey without you. She didn't know you, no the way you knew her. All the in-jokes, the fights, the joys, they'd been lost. How were you supposed to look at her and not see the sister you lost? How were you supposed to get to know her again? I've had her memories before too, you lot are so different yet the same. πΌπππππ’ πππ
