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Title: Marus
Author:
dorksidefiker
Fandom: Generation X
Table/Prompt: Table a/20. Cry
Character/Pairing: Emplate, M
Rating: PG
Word Count:
Summary: She wonders if everything she knew about her brother is a lie.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Looking at Marus, seeing the twisted thing that he had become, made Monet want to cry. Before, when Monet was two girls and their sister had not disappeared, when Mama was still alive, Marus had been kind to them. Far kinder than their sister, who had usually ignored them. But Marus had always had a smile for them, a kind word for Claudette, a new toy for Nichole. She often wondered what had happened to Marus to make him become the nightmare monster he was now.
Or had Marus always been a monster? Had everything he had been before been a lie, carefully crafted to keep anyone from knowing what lurked beneath his skin?
That only made her want to cry harder. Not that she would, not where anyone could see her. Nobody could see her being weak.
Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Fandom: Generation X
Table/Prompt: Table a/20. Cry
Character/Pairing: Emplate, M
Rating: PG
Word Count:
Summary: She wonders if everything she knew about her brother is a lie.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Looking at Marus, seeing the twisted thing that he had become, made Monet want to cry. Before, when Monet was two girls and their sister had not disappeared, when Mama was still alive, Marus had been kind to them. Far kinder than their sister, who had usually ignored them. But Marus had always had a smile for them, a kind word for Claudette, a new toy for Nichole. She often wondered what had happened to Marus to make him become the nightmare monster he was now.
Or had Marus always been a monster? Had everything he had been before been a lie, carefully crafted to keep anyone from knowing what lurked beneath his skin?
That only made her want to cry harder. Not that she would, not where anyone could see her. Nobody could see her being weak.