Title: Chatter

Game: Wild ARMS 2, post-game, ultra-short vignette

Spoilers: YES. Don't say I didn't warn you!

Warnings: BradxBilly implied, nothing graphic.

Comments: This is an experimental stream-of-consciousness style TOTALLY unlike my usual one.

Written from Merrill's point of view (no, I don't think all teens are that immature).

At last the day arrived that she'd been waiting for and Brad had returned to T'bok Village and he was going to marry her and take her away to an interesting place not a boring old village like T'bok and everyone would admire her the hero's wife and after all she'd been waiting for this day for five years. The Brad of her fantasies was heroic and kind and considerate and she prayed to Raftina every day for his safety and slipped Rush extra treats. He was back he was back only he didn't seem to be paying her much attention and he was building a house across the street oh of course he couldn't propose until they had a place to live it was an odd little house with a wide door and low windows and she could always tell him she wanted to move away later.

So she bided her time and watched the house take shape across the street and admired the hero from afar only for some reason he hated being called that he was handsome not very romantic though but civil to her and grateful enough she'd looked after his dog and every afternoon found her at the kitchen window pining after him until even her mother noticed and said they needed to talk.

Oh no stop being nervous what have I done wrong NOW?

And they sat down at the table and her mother gave her a look that said this was going to be a serious conversation am I in trouble why is it any of her business she'll change her mind once we get married he'll win her over I know he will parents didn't understand at all. Why does she look so uncomfortable oh NO don't tell me she thinks I need to hear THAT routine I've known about the birds and the bees for awhile now oh guardians don't let her do this to me.

"Some men don't like girls," her mother intoned solemnly, somehow managing to look acutely embarrassed at the same time. "Some like...other men."

No he couldn't be that was impossible wasn't it could he really be that way that was why her house no not her house now it never would be hers why it had it had--

It had a wheelchair ramp.

Now she'd never be able to leave this guardiansforsaken little village and she ran to her room crying and the next day she marched Rush across the street and demanded that the hero take his dog back.