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........What had happened to her life? It was like once she had inhaled that white powder everything had come undone. Home was a safe place, especially the mansion. That was the rock that she had built her view of the world on and now it was gone. She wasn't even safe here, inside the house. All the girl could remember was the yelling and how loud it had been to her heightened senses. How it had felt like her heart was about to burst from her chest with how fast and hard it was beating. The white powder had belonged to Naniko, their leader, and it had hurt her. But she had tried to blame it on her or mommy that she had gotten hurt. It was just all so wrong.
........Cambria had been stuck in an all consuming gloom ever since the incident. Her body it felt like wanted more of that powder, wanted to breathe it again, and that scared her. The way she had felt had been horrible and mommy had been so scared. Why would she want something like that again? Mother had kept her locked in the room and had been in there with her most of the time. Monitoring her to make sure that she was okay. But momma wasn't happy either. She was sad, just like Cambria was sad. She didn't know what all else had been said in the shack after Mati had come and taken her away, but whatever it was it must have upset momma.
........Her mother had fallen asleep and sluggishly the chocolate girl moved to the other side of the room where the closet door was open a crack. She wiggled her way inside and curled up on one of the blankets on the floor in there. She sniffled her nose and a single tear ran down her face. Was she ever going to feel happy again?
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The boy was well-aware of what had happened to Cambria. There was a lot of hype surrounding the incident, as there should be. But that didn't mean he understood it. Really, he had no clue what the weird stuff Cambi had gotten into was, or why it was making her act so strangely now that days had passed. He kept hearing the word "drug" thrown around by the adults, and for a while Momma hadn't seemed happy with Dad. He didn't have any idea why that was. It was very frustrating to try and grasp. He cared about his sister, and he wanted to know what had gone wrong.
Gotham had been asleep on the bed, and was vaguely aware of his mother collapsing there beside him. The movement woke him to half-consciousness, and then he found himself becoming more and more awake as the moments passed. He wanted to go to sleep again; he was still a little tired. But perhaps Cambria wanted to play or something. Maybe playing would make her happy again. Gotham rose to his feet and leapt with a soft thud to the floor. There he stretched out, yawning widely. His chocolate-coated sister was nowhere in site. "Oh noes... Cambi?" he whispered, not wanting to wake Momma. What if she'd gone downstairs and found more of that stuff?
Luckily, the boy glanced toward the closet just in time to see the tip of her tail slip inside. He trotted happily over to where she had disappeared and looked into the darkness of the closet. She was curled up on a pile of blankets. He could see from the trail of wet down her cheek that she had been crying. "Cambwia... Why are you so sad?" Gotham slumped onto his belly, watching her with worried iridescent-blue eyes.
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........She tried not to cry, she didn't want to cry anymore, but it was no use. She couldn't hold back the force of the tears that built up behind her eyes. Though she didn't sob, they were quiet tears that ran down her face. When the pup could actually get the energy to think of something aside from how depressed she was she tried to think of how to make herself happy again, but whatever ideas she had that might work danced just outside her reach. Going outside wasn't an option, it had pretty much rained every day since the accident. There was no sun to cheer her or anyone else.
........Little brown ears flicked, thinking she heard a thud or something and a voice, but she dismissed it just as quickly as she had heard it. It was almost like her ears were stuffed with cotton, all the noises of the outside world seemed so far away. It was like she was trapped in her head and couldn't find anyway to get back out. Suddenly Cambria found herself wondering where the stuffed butterfly she and her sister shared once. She would like to snuggle with it, but when she thought of getting up from her hiding place that desire soon faded. She didn't even have the energy to be frustrated with herself.
........The Marino puppy didn't even notice she had been found out until her brother's voice floated into the darkness of the closet. Lazily her head rose up and turned to look at him. Her sea colored eyes were deep pools of sorrow that looked into his worried blue gaze. "I dunnos Gotham...I dun wanna be sads anymores, bu'...bu' I dun know what to do to bes happies eifer..." Immediately after the words left her mouth a sob welled up in her chest and her crying renewed in force. She buried her face between her paws, her small shoulders shaking.
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He simply watched her, his eyes tracing the little paths of tears trailing down her cheeks. The pretty sea foam green of her eyes was lit with sadness as they drowned in the girl's tears. Gotham had never been as unhappy as Cambria was, but it tore him up just to see her like that. She was the quietest of the trio, but she was a fun-loving little girl. The Phoenix child put his face between his own paws so that they were at eye-level, listening to her quavering voice. He simply couldn't comprehend the sadness she felt. Oh, how he wished he could understand! It was very, very frustrating.
"I sorries, Cambi. That you's so sad." Gotham scooted closer to her, his ears folding back against his skull as he licked her cheek several times. Kissing was for girls, but he liked giving kisses to his sister. And if it made her better, all the more reason. He pulled back, his eyes alight with sudden hope. "Ahm..." he thought aloud. His ears suddenly flew upright as an idea dawned on him. Gotham rose to his feet, his tail beginning to wave steadily behind him. "Wait jussa minute!"
With that, he exited the closet and paused outside the door. His eyes scanned the neat little room, searching for only one thing. It wasn't out on the floor or in any of the corners, where he and his siblings sometimes played. He sniffed the floor, thinking that might help, but his eyes instead found it. He could see under the bed from where he was standing, the soft wing of the toy against the concealed wall. Gotham raced to the bed, falling to his belly and crawling underneath. He was very quiet and very careful, aware that Momma was asleep above him. His teeth found the wing of the plush butterfly. The boy pulled it with no shortage of difficulty out from under the bed. With it awkwardly dragging beside him, Gotham trotted back to the closet and presented Cambria's favorite toy to her. "Ta-da! 'S your butt'rfwy."
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........It wasn't her brother's fault that he couldn't understand her sadness. It wasn't really a natural sadness. Puppies weren't meant to get depressed like this. They were supposed to be happy and playful and light spirited. It was that stuff that made her like this. That and the fact that she no longer felt safe in her own home. If she couldn't even be safe inside the house then where could she be safe? Cambria had always viewed the mansion as her sanctuary. It was the place she could go if she felt scared or unsure and she knew that everything would be okay as long as she was there. But she didn't feel that anymore. It was like the world was this big monster trying to gobble her up. That stuff shouldn't have been there and she shouldn't feel like this. It wasn't fair.
........Her sobs continued, but when she felt Gotham's warm tongue on her cheek she leaned into it, holding onto that gesture of sibling affection like a lifeline. It felt warm where he gave her those kisses and she didn't want that feeling to go away. With being so sad she felt cold all the time. Not really actual shivery cold, but like cold inside. It was not a good feeling. But then he stopped a soft whine escaped her throat as he bounded away from the closet opening. He said he'd be right back but she didn't want him to leave at all! She wanted him to stay with her and keep making her feel better!
........Cambria heard her brother scuffling around in the room quietly and wondered what he was doing. She craned her neck to try and look out the opening but she couldn't see anything. She wanted to know what was going on, but she still didn't want to the leave the closet. The pup liked being in this small area, it felt safer somehow. Then she heard little paws returning to her and her eyes lit up at the sight of her toy. Tail gave a short little wag before being still again. "Gotham! Yous browt da butterfwie for mes? Tanks yous," she said scooting closer to him. The pup gathered the plush butterfly underneath her feet and then leaned against her brother. This was what she needed.
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There were too many layers to Cambria's sadness, so many that Gotham could not have hoped to dig through them. He still felt safest in the house, and as far as he was concerned, they were all still safe there. He could never guess that his dark sister didn't feel at home in their home anymore. He just thought she was hiding because the dark space of the closet comforted her. And that was probably true, too, he just didn't know the other half. That every tear she cried was because of the drug the adults spoke of in hushed voices.
Gotham had heard the soft whimper from the little girl when he left her, and it made him very sad. He felt a pain in his tummy that he didn't like at all. He needed to make her better. The butterfly was his only hope. He stood for just an instant waiting for her response, and when it was good he couldn't stop smiling. He smiled so widely that his face hurt, and he did a little hop, his front paws leaving the floor for a second. She wagged her tail! It was just a little wag, but it was very exciting all the same because he hadn't seen her wag her tail in a while. "Yous welcome! Now wes can play with her. Or I can just stays in here with you guys, if you wants." He sat on his haunches, ready to stand if she wanted to play (which he somehow doubted) or lie down if she wanted to just stay in here. He wouldn't be bored because he was working on making her happy again. And he could always play with Amata later, if needed.
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Thought we could just fade to black <3 If you want to keep going though just let me know. 300+
........With time perhaps she would feel at home again, feel completely safe in the house again. It was just impossible to think about for her now. Right now everything seemed too broken for it to be pieced back together again. Maybe once she got over her sadness things would feel okay again. After all Naniko was gone now and that awful awful stuff along with her. No one would let that stuff back into the house again, that much the pup trusted. She never wanted to ever hear about that powder ever again. The fact that her body seemed to want it was so scary. But if she was never around it again it would be okay, wouldn't it? She wouldn't go looking for it, she knew it was bad.
........If Cambria had been normal she would have giggled at her brother's little jump. There were no giggles this time, though she did feel a bit happier. Gotham had gone and done something very nice for her because he wanted her to be happy again. She had such a good brother, and good sister too. The pup couldn't imagine ever being parted from her family. Nothing would ever make her leave Crimson Dreams, that was unimaginable to her.
........Despite feeling better, she still did not feel up to playing. Sadly the brown girl shook her head from side to side. Sowwies Gotham, I dun feel likes pwayin'. Bu' I do wants you ta stay in here wifs us." Those oceanic orbs looked up at her brother and she scooted over to make room for him beside her in the closet. Right now this is what she needed. She needed his kind words and his warmth. Just laying there in that comfortable space and talking with him was what was best for her right now.
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