@animasphere
Often he’d relive this nightmare over and over again, but something this time was different. He wasn’t experiencing how he usually would...No, he was viewing it this time. And little did he know, there was the potential for others to see something he held so closely guarded to his chest.
“This is great!! I’m going to build momma the biggest and bestest snowman for us to play with!!” The young child ran ahead of his mother, almost tripping in the white that uncharacteristically blanketed his home this time of year.
“Zelos, if you’re not careful, you’ll fall.” His mother warned, though not out of concern a mother would have. She hated him crying above all else, it always gave her a splitting migraine. Her child didn’t seem to fall though, and that would sate her for now.
“Hah...If that’s what you’d like. By all means. Go right ahead.” Her child was practically beaming at her approval. He could swear he was dreaming. Never did he think Mylene would want to exist around him for more than five minutes...and now she wanted to play with him?! Or at least...Entertain the thought of chaperoning him? Maybe all those doubts he’d expressed to his butler, Sebastian, were all for nothing.
