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[crazedingly]

[Del is crawling around on the ground where Death was, picking up dead butterflies. She may be kind of crying. She'd been drawing butterflies for days before Death killed them, so that's a whooooole lot of tragic dead crayon things

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[haikuedingly]

Dellie-pumpkin? Oh, honey, what's wrong?

[Have a comforting hug from openly emotive, fluff-and-sparkles!Hijikata!]

FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...KILL IT. KILL IT WITH FIRE. HALP. NOOOOOOOOES!

[crazedingly]

[Even DEL realises there's something wrong with you. But she kind of needs a hug. So yeah.]

She killed them. They were mine. My beautiful butterflies. Roxas said they were pretty. I made one for her and she killed them.

IT'S SO WRONG and he'll be so embarrassed later XD

[haikuedingly]

[Pretend all my icons aren't wildly inappropriate :D]

[He hugs her, rubbing her back soothingly]

That wasn't very nice of her! Would you like me to help you draw more, sweetness?

IT BURNS MY BRAIN more than freaking dom sammiches!

[crazedingly]

[Shakes her head]

They were mine. I worked so hard. I made them fly. I couldn't make my other pictures work but my butterflies were flying.